4. Cruel Sister

A typical folksong, so we think. About love of course, but about death as well. Great story, it’s so horrendous you wouldn’t come up with it. But luckily somebody did! It’s funny in it’s ridicule

Lyrics:

There lived a lady by the North Sea shore
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
Two daughters were the babes she bore
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

As one grew bright as is the sun,
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
So coal black grew the elder one.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

A knight came riding to the lady’s door
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
He’d travelled far to be their wooer.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

He courted one with gloves and rings
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
But he loved the other above all things
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

Oh sister will you go with me
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
To watch the ships sail on the sea?
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

She took her sister by the hans
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
And led her down to the North Sea strand
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

And as they stood on the windy shore
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
The dark girl threw her sister o’er.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

Sometimes she sank, sometimes she swam,
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
Crying, “Sister, reach to me your hand!
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

“Oh Sister, Sister, let me live,
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
And all that’s mine I’ll surely give.”
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

“(It’s) your own true love that I’ll have and more,
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
But thou shalt never come ashore.”
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

And there she floated like a swan,
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
The salt sea bore her body on.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)




***This song is a traditional***