Maddy Prior Lass of Loch Royal Lord Gregory Nic Jones video

I am a King's daughter come straight from Cappoquin In search of Lord Gregory may God I'll find him The rain beats at my yellow locks, the dew wets me still The babe is cold in my arms love, Lord Gregory let me in Lord Gregory is not here and he henceforth can't be seen He's gone to bonny Scotland to bring home his new queen Leave now these windows and likewise this hall For it's deep in the sea you will find your downfall Do you remember love Gregory when we sat at the wine We exchanged rings and aye the best was mine Yours was the purest gold and mine but false tin Yours it cost a guinea love but aye 'twas false within Do you remember love Gregory that night in Cappoquin You stole away my maidenhead and sore against my will Now open these windows, open and let me in The rain rains on my good clothing and the dew stands on my chin I have built a bonny boat all covered with pearl At at every needle tack in there hangs a silver bell But I'll take down that mast of gold and set up a mast of tree For it does not suit a forsaken maid to sail so royally So I'll leave now these windows and likewise this hall And it's deep in the sea I will find my downfall