paroles de chanson How Should I Your True Love Know - Mary Bichner

How should I your true love know
From another one?
By his cockle hat and staff
And his sandal shoon
He is dead and gone, lady
He is dead and gone, oh
At his head a grass-green turf
At his heels a stone, oh!
At his heels a stone

Sing thee down-a, thou a-down-a-down
Sing thee down-a down, down-a down
Down-a down-a down
Oh what a noble mind is here overthrown!

White his shroud as mountain snow
Larded all with sweet flowers
Which into the ground did go
With true-love showers, love showers

Oh, they bore him barefaced on the bier
Hey nonny, non nonny, hey!
And in his grave rained many a tear
Hey nonny, non nonny, hey!
Will he not come again, lady?
Will he not come again? No
He is dead, and to thy bed he never will come again

Will he not come again, lady?
Will he not come again? No
He is dead, and to thy bed he never will come again
Oh, he never will come again
No, he will not come again