The Wind That Shakes The Barley-Martin Carthy/Dave Swarbrick

[ti:The Wind That Shakes The Barley] [ar:Martin Carthy] [al:Both Ears And The Tail] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Wind That Shakes The Barley - Martin Carthy/Dave Swarbrick [00:12.91]I sat within the valley green sat there with my true love [00:26.37] [00:28.16]And my fond heart strove to choose [00:32.81]Between the old love and the new love [00:39.34] [00:41.70]The old for her the new [00:45.73]That made me think on ireland dearly [00:54.07] [00:55.97]While soft the wind blew down the glade [01:00.80]And shook the golden barley [01:07.17] [01:11.51]Twas hard for mournful words [01:14.59]To frame to break the ties that bound us [01:24.04]Ah but harder still to bear [01:28.66]The shame of foreign chains around us [01:36.51] [01:37.36]And so I said the mountain glen [01:42.81]I'll seek at morning early [01:50.35] [01:51.06]And join the brave united men [01:56.71]While soft winds shook the barley [02:01.56] [02:06.56]Twas sad I kissed away [02:09.86]Her tears her arms around me clinging [02:18.20] [02:20.04]When to my ears that fateful shot came out [02:26.78]The wild wood ringing [02:31.83] [02:32.61]The bullet pierced my true love's [02:36.53]Breast in life's young spring so early [02:45.41] [02:46.12]And there upon my breast she died [02:51.33]While soft winds shook the barley [02:57.03] [03:01.73]I bore her to some mountain stream [03:06.39] [03:08.12]And many's the summer blossom [03:13.48] [03:15.51]I placed with branches soft [03:18.58]And green about her gore-stained bosom [03:26.87] [03:30.68]I wept and kissed her clay cold corpse [03:35.98]Then rushed o'er vale and valley [03:42.71] [03:44.70]My vengeance on the foe to wreak [03:49.45] [03:50.14]While soft winds shook the barley [03:57.06]And it's blood for blood without remorse [04:02.97] [04:03.97]I've took in oulart hollow [04:08.86] [04:10.90]While to her grave my love's cold corpse [04:16.13]Where I full soon may follow [04:22.50] [04:23.50]Around her grave [04:25.34] [04:25.86]I wander drear noon night and morning early [04:36.09] [04:37.58]With breaking heart [04:39.05] [04:39.99]Whene'er I hear the wind that shakes the barley