Текст песни Lloyd - The Two Magicians
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THE TWO MAGICIANSThe lady sits at her own front doorAs straight as a willow wandAnd by there come a lusty smithWith his hammer in his hand Crying bide lady bide For there`s a nowhere you can hide For the lusty smith will be your love And he will lay your pride.Why do you sit there lady fairAll in your robes of redI`ll come tomorrow at this same timeAnd have you in me bed Crying . . .Away away you coal black smithWould you do me this wrongFor to think to have me maiden headThat I have kept so longI`d rather I was dead and coldAnd me body laid in the graveThan a lusty, dusty, coal black smithMe maiden head should have Crying . . .So the lady, she curled up her handAnd swore upon the moldThat he`d not have her maiden headFor all of a pot of gold.But the blacksmith he curled up his handAnd he swore upon the mastThat he would have her maiden headFor the half of that or less Crying . . .So the lady she turned into a doveAnd flew up into the airAh, but he became an old cock pigeonAnd they flew pair and pair Cooing . . .So the lady she turned into a mareAs dark as the night was blackAh, but he became a golden saddleAnd he clumb upon to her back Itching . . .So the lady she turned into a hareAnd ran all over the planeAh, but he became a greyhound dogAnd ran her down again Barking . . .So the lady she turned into a flyAnd fluttered up into the airAh, but he became a big, hairy spiderAnd dragged her into his lair Spinning . . .So the lady she turned into a sheepGrazing on yon commonAh, but he became a big horny ramAnd soon he was upon her. Bleating . . .So she turned into a full dress shipAnd she sailed all over the seaAh, but he became a bold captainAnd aboard of her went he Ordering . . .So the lady she turned into a cloudFloating away in the airAh, but he became a lightning flashAnd zipped right into her Shocking . . .So she turned into a mulberry treeA mulberry tree in the woodAh, but he came forth as the morning dewAnd sprinkled her where she stood. Dripping . . .So the lady she ran into the bedroomAnd she changed into a bedAh, but he became a green coverletAnd he gained her maiden headAnd once she woke he took her soAnd still he bad her bideAnd the lusty smith became her loveFor all of her mighty pride.This song is a derivative of Child Ballad 44, with a tune byA. L. Lloyd. It was recorded by John Roberts & Tony Barrand onDark Ships in the Forest, Folk Legacy 65 in the key of C. also by Frankie Armstrong on Bird in the Bush and by CarthyChild #44filename[ MAGICN2DC===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===