No Roses

If you'll meet me at the Red Barn As sure as I have life I will take you to Ipswich Town And there make you my wife." He straight went home and fetched his gun, His pickaxe and his spade. He went unto the Red Barn And there he dug her grave. Come all

Submit Lyrics Your name will be printed as part of the credit when your lyric is approved. 专辑:No Roses 歌手:Shirley Collins 歌曲:Claudy Banks

It was Yankee the squire As I've heard the men say Who rode out a-huntin' on one Saturday. They hunted all day but nothing they found But a poor murdered woman Laid on the cold ground. About eight o'clock boys the dogs they throwed off on Leatherhead