MUSGRAVE COMBO

IT FELL UPON A HOLY NIGHT
AS MANY'S IN THE YEAR
MUSGRAVE TO THE CHURCH DID GO
TO SEE FINE MUSIC THERE

YOU MY FRIEND ARE NOT ALONE
YOU MY FRIEND HAVE I
TO GUIDE YOU WHEN YOU FORGET WHICH
WAY TO TURN YOUR FRIGHT

NOTHING TO BE SCARED TONIGHT
NOTHING TO AVOID
THERE IS NOTHING IN YOUR FATE
THAT WE CANNOT DESTROY

THEN SAW HE THE LADY FAIR
ON THE BED WHEREON SHE LAY
ALTHOUGH YOU'RE DEAD MY LITTLE MUSGRAVE
STILL FOR YOU I'LL PLAY

I WILL NOT BE YOUR LITTLE GIRL
FOR I MAY STILL GROW
AND MEMORY IT TORTURES ME
LIKE ICE CREAM IN THE SNOW

BUT THERE WAS A MAN IN LORD BARNARDS' TRAIN
WHO LOVED THE LITTLE MUSGRAVE
HE BLEW HIS HORN BOTH LOUD AND SHRILL
AWAY MUSGRAVE AWAY

I WILL NOT TAKE CARE OF YOU
FOR ONE ANOTHER NIGHT
IF I CANNOT SAY HELLO
THEN WE MUST SAY GOODBYE

FOR I HAVE LOVED YOU FAIR LADY
FOR LONG A MANY'S DAY
AND I HAVE LOVED YOU LITTLE MUSGRAVE
AND NEVER A WORD DID SAY

I CANNOT SAY GOODBYE STILL
YOUR BACK IT MAKES ME QUAKE
BUT NOTHING CAN BE PERSONAL
WHEN YOUR HEART IS NOT AWAKE
PLEASE DO NOT DISPOSE OF ME
PLEASE DO NOT UNDO
CAUSE NOTHING SCARES ME LIKE
THE SHADOWS WHEN THEY GO

IF THIS BE TRUE MY LITTLE FOOT PAGE
THIS THING THAT YOU TELL ME
FROM THE HIGHEST TREE IN BUCKLESFORDBURY
HANGED YOU SHALL BE

BUT IF THIS BE A LIE MY LITTLE FOOT PAGE
THIS THING THAT YOU TELL ME
ALL THE GOLD IN THIS COUNTY
I GLADLY WILL GIVE TO THEE

I DID NOT LIE TO YOU
I JUST LIED TO MYSELF
EVEN AS MY POCKETS SCREAM
I SWEAR THERE'S HIDDEN WEALTH

I KEEP IT BEHIND MY EYES
STASHED AWAY LIKE COINS
AND IF YOU LEARN TO TRUST THE WORLD
YOU'LL FIND THEM IN THE RUINS

NOW THERE ARE TWO SWORDS DOWN BY MY SIDES
AND DEAR THEY COST MY PURSE
YOU CAN HAVE THEM BEST OF THEM
AND I WILL TAKE THE WORSE

BUT THE FIRST STROKE LORD BARNARD STRUCK
HE HURT THE LITTLE MUSGRAVE SORE
AND THE NEXT STROKE LORD BARNARD STRUCK
LITTLE MUSGRAVE NE'ER STRUCK MORE

I HAVE HURT AND I HAVE SINNED
AND NOW I SEE MY END
NO ONE TO TAKE CARE OF ME
NO ONE TO CALL FRIEND

YOUR SWORD IT PIERCED ME LIKE A SUN
AND EXHALED LIKE THE WIND
AND AS MY EYES CLOSE ON THIS DAY
IT STILL DON'T MAKE NO SENSE

A GRAVE A GRAVE LORD BARNARD CRIED
TO PLACE THESE LOVERS IN
PUT MY LADY ON THE UPPER HAND
CAUSE SHE CAME FROM BETTER KIN

FOR I'VE JUST KILLED THE FINEST KNIGHT
THAT EVER RODE A STEED
AND I'VE JUST KILLED THE FAIREST LADY
THAT EVER DID A WOMAN'S DEED

I KNOW YOU HAVE WISHED ME DEAD
AND FOR THAT I FORGIVE
HEAVEN IS A VACATION
FROM MY CROWDED HEAD

ALL THE THINGS YOU DID TO ME
THE BLACKNESS AND THE PAIN
KNOW THAT I LET IT GO
AND WASH US CLEAN OF BLAME

IT FELL UPON A HOLY NIGHT
AS MANY AS IN THE YEAR
MUSGRAVE TO THE CHURCH DID GO
TO SEE FINE LADIES THERE