The Demon Lover

Well met, well met, my own true love
I've just returned from the sea
I could have married a king's daughter there
But for the love of thee

If you could have married a king's daughter dear
I know you are to blame
Let me forsake my own carpenter
And we can slip away

She bid farewell to her own young son
Kissed him cheek to chin
When this young maid then began to weep
She wept her heart away

I do not weep for my friends on land
But for my house carpenter
But I do weep for my own young son
Who never I will see no more

Oh hold your tongue my dearest dear
And let your mournin' be
I'll show you where the white fishes swim
At the bottom of the deep blue sea

He struck the top mast with his hand
And the foremast with his knee
And he broke the gallant ship in two
And he sank her in the sea

What hills what hills are they my dear
They look so far away
Those are the hills of heaven my love
They're not for you or I

What hills what hills are they my love
They look so dim and gray
Those are the hills of hell my love
Where you and I...
Where you and I...
Where you and I... must stay.



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Johnson, Maddy Prior, Tim Hart, Peter Knight, Rick Kemp, Nigel Pegrum
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