Текст песни Edward - Jean Ritchie

"How came that blood on your shirt sleeve?
O dear love, tell me."
"Well it is the blood of the old grey mare
That ploughed the fields for me, -me, -me,
That ploughed the fields for me."

"It does look too pale for the old grey mare
That ploughed the fields for thee, -thee, -thee,
That ploughed the fields for thee.

"How came that blood on your shirt sleeve?
O dear love, tell me."
"O it is the blood of the old grey hound
That chased the fox for me, -me, -me,
That chased the fox for me."

"It does look too pale for the old grey hound
That chased the fox for thee, -thee, -thee,
That chased the fox for thee.

"How came that blood on your shirt sleeve?
O dear love, tell me."
"O it is the blood of my brother-in-law
That went away with me, -me, -me,
That went away with me."

"And it's what will you do now, my love?
O dear love, tell me."
"I'll set my foot on yonder ship
And I'll sail across the sea, -sea, -sea,
Sail across the sea."

"And it's when will you be back, my love?
O dear love, tell me."
"When the moon sinks yonder in the sycamore tree
And that will never be, -be, -be,
And that will never be."