Текст песни Greenwood Side - Bellowhead

There was a lady
A lady of York
Low down in the valley
She fell courting
In her father's park
Down by the greenwood side
She lent her back
Up against a thorn
Low down in the valley
There she has two pretty babes born
Down by the greenwood side
But she had nothing to wrap them in
No silks of gold, no gown of green
But she had a penknife
Sharp and keen
Down by the greenwood side
And she didn't care how much it hurt
Low down in the valley
She stabbed them there
Right through the heart
Down by the greenwood side
She wiped her penknife
All in the sludge
Low down in the valley
The more she wiped it
The more blood showed
Down by the greenwood side
She was walking in her father's hall
Where the long grass grows
By an old stone wall
She spied two pretty babes
Playing at ball
Down by the greenwood side
Oh pretty babies
If you were mine
Low down in the valley
I'd dress you up
In silks so fine
Down by the greenwood side
The greenwood side
Dear mother, dear mother
When we were nine
Low down in the valley
Oh you didn't have time
To dress us up fine
Down by the greenwood side
The greenwood side
But now we two in heaven dwell
Where the angels ring
The redemption bell
While you must burn
In the fires of hell
Down by the greenwood side
Down by the greenwood side