Sovay文本歌词
作曲 : Carthy Martin/Swarbrick David Eric
Sovay, Sovay all on a dayShe dressed herself in man's arrayWith a sword and pistol all by her sideTo meet her true love, to meet her true love, away did rideAs she was riding over the plainShe met her true love and bid him stand“Your gold and silver, kind Sir,” she said“Or else this moment, or else this moment, your life I'll have”And when she'd robbed him of his storeShe said, “Kind Sir, there is one thing moreA golden ring which I know you haveDeliver it, deliver it, your sweet life to save”“Oh that golden ring a token isMy life I'll lose, the ring I'll save”Being tender-hearted just like a doveShe rode away, she rode away, from her true loveNow next morning in the garden greenJust like true lovers* they were seenHe spied his watch hanging by her clothesWhich made him blush, made him blush, like any rose“Oh what makes you blush at so silly a thingI thought to have had your golden ring'Twas I that robbed you all on the plainSo here's your watch, here's your watch and your gold again”“Oh I did intend and it was to knowIf that you were me true love or noSo now I have a contented mindMy heart and all my heart and all my dear is thine”