Broomfield Hill-Martin Carthy/Dave Swarbrick

[ti:Broomfield Hill] [ar:Martin Carthy] [al:Martin Carthy] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Broomfield Hill - Martin Carthy/Dave Swarbrick [00:05.98]Oh it's of a lord in the north country [00:08.53]He courted a lady gay [00:11.29]As they were riding side by side [00:13.93]A wager she did lay [00:16.45]Oh I'll wager you five hundred pound [00:19.17]Five hundred pound to one [00:21.39] [00:21.91]That a maid [00:22.47]I will go to the merry greenwood [00:24.49]And a maid I will return [00:26.94]So there she sat [00:28.22]In her mother's bower garden [00:29.87]There she made her moan [00:32.11]Saying Should I go to the Broomfield Hill [00:34.66]Or should I stay at home [00:37.28] [00:42.25]Then up and spake this witch woman [00:44.74]As she sat on a log [00:47.00]Saying You shall go to the Broomfield Hill [00:49.89]And a maid you shall come home [00:51.96] [00:52.54]Oh when you get to the Broomfield Hill [00:55.04]You'll find your love asleep [00:57.56]With his hawk his hound [00:58.86]And his silk and satin gown [01:00.12]And his ribbons hanging down to his feet [01:02.72]And pick the blossom from off the broom [01:05.14]The blossom that smells so sweet [01:07.77]And lay some down [01:09.02]At the crown of his head [01:10.32]And more at the sole of his feet [01:12.89]So she's away to the Broomfield Hill [01:15.39]And she's found her love asleep [01:17.91]With his hawk his hound [01:19.27]And his silk and satin gown [01:20.55]And his ribbons hanging down to his feet [01:23.04]And she's picked a blossom [01:24.64]From off the broom [01:25.57]The blossom that smells so sweet [01:28.09]And she's laid some down [01:29.39]At the crown of his head [01:30.80]And more at the sole of his feet [01:33.17]And she's pulled off her diamond ring [01:35.76]And she's pressed it in his right hand [01:37.76] [01:38.29]For to let him know when [01:39.73]He'd wakened from his sleep [01:40.81]That his love [01:41.61]Had been there at his command [01:43.80] [01:44.57]And when he woke out of his sleep [01:47.08]And the birds began to sing [01:49.39]Saying Awake awake awake master [01:52.16]Your true love's been and gone [01:54.78]Oh where were you [01:56.01]Me gay goshawk [01:57.32]And where were you [01:58.66]Me steed [01:59.87]And where were you [02:01.10]Me good greyhound [02:02.38]Why did you not waken me [02:06.05]Oh I clapped with my wings master [02:08.57]And bold your bells I rang [02:10.80]Crying waken waken [02:12.71]Waken master [02:13.98]Before this lady ran [02:16.11]And I stamped with my foot master [02:19.03]And shook me bridle till it rang [02:21.22]But nothing at all would waken you [02:23.78]Till she had been and gone [02:26.29]So haste ye haste ye [02:27.82]Me good white steed [02:28.82]To come where she may be [02:31.39]Or all the birds of the Broomfield Hill [02:33.91]Shall eat their fill of thee [02:36.42]Oh you need not waste your [02:38.01]Good white steed [02:39.05]By racing to her home [02:41.25]For no bird flies faster through the wood [02:44.11]Than she fled through the broom