Sir Patrick Spens(Child 58)-Anaïs Mitchell/Jefferson Hamer

[ti:Sir Patrick Spens (Child 58)] [ar:Anais Mitchell/Jefferson Hamer] [al:Child Ballads] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Sir Patrick Spens(Child 58) - Anaïs Mitchell/Jefferson Hamer [00:27.13]The king sits in dumfermline town [00:29.57] [00:30.27]Drinking the blood red wine [00:32.68] [00:33.41]Where can I get a good captain [00:36.69]To sail this ship of mine [00:38.28] [00:39.90]Then up and spoke a sailor boy [00:43.06]Sitting at the king's right knee [00:45.05] [00:46.16]Sir Patrick Spens is the best captain [00:50.33]That ever sailed to sea [00:52.51] [00:54.83]The king he wrote a broad letter [00:57.91]And he sealed it with his hand [00:59.87] [01:01.38]And sent it to Sir Patrick Spens [01:04.06] [01:04.58]Walking out on the strand [01:07.07] [01:07.76]To norroway to norroway [01:10.99]To norway o'er the foam [01:13.24] [01:14.18]With all my lords in finery [01:18.09]To bring my new bride home [01:20.91] [01:22.78]The first line that Sir Patrick read [01:26.06]He gave a weary sigh [01:28.28] [01:29.15]The next line that Sir Patrick read [01:31.80] [01:32.30]The salt tear blinds his eye [01:34.78] [01:35.36]Oh who was it [01:36.85]Oh who was it [01:38.57]Who told the king of me [01:40.40] [01:41.43]To set us out this time of year [01:44.86] [01:45.50]To sail across the sea [01:47.84] [01:50.10]But rest you well my good men all [01:53.40]Our ship must sail the morn [01:55.31] [01:56.39]With four and twenty noble lords [01:59.59]Dressed up in silk so fine [02:01.57] [02:02.45]And four and twenty feather beds [02:05.15] [02:05.85]To lay their heads upon [02:08.33] [02:09.02]Away away we'll all away [02:13.00]To bring the king's bride home [02:16.03] [02:17.77]I fear I fear my captain dear [02:20.74]I fear we'll come to harm [02:22.83] [02:23.63]Last night I saw the new moon clear [02:26.64] [02:27.21]The old moon in her arm [02:29.38] [02:30.37]Oh be it fair or be it foul [02:33.49]Or be it deadly storm [02:35.82] [02:36.69]Or blow the wind where e'er it will [02:40.76]Our ship must sail the morn [02:43.28] [03:12.29]They hadn't sailed a day a day [03:14.60] [03:15.32]A day but only one [03:17.37] [03:18.39]When loud and boisterous blew the wind [03:21.64]And made the good ship moan [03:24.01] [03:24.87]They hadn't sailed a day a day [03:27.24] [03:27.83]A day but only three [03:30.08] [03:31.07]When oh the waves came o'er the sides [03:34.99]And rolled around their knees [03:37.24] [03:39.79]They hadn't sailed a league a league [03:42.65]A league but only five [03:44.20] [03:45.66]When the anchor broke and the sails were torn [03:48.76]And the ship began to rive [03:51.07] [03:52.04]They hadn't sailed a league a league [03:55.11]A league but only nine [03:57.10] [03:58.23]When oh the waves came o'er the sides [04:02.33]Driving to their chins [04:04.73] [04:10.51]Who will climb the topmast high [04:13.20]While I take helm in hand [04:15.26] [04:16.33]Who will climb the topmast high [04:19.33]To see if there be dry land [04:21.73] [04:22.44]No shore no shore my captain dear [04:25.73]I haven't seen dry land [04:28.18] [04:28.79]But I have seen a lady fair [04:32.54]With a comb and a glass in her hand [04:34.82] [04:37.22]Come down come down you sailor boy [04:40.68]I think you tarry long [04:42.30] [04:43.77]The salt sea's in at my coat neck [04:47.11]And out at my left arm [04:49.03] [04:49.91]Come down come down you sailor boy [04:53.38]It's here that we must die [04:56.44]The ship is torn at every side [04:59.71] [05:00.49]And now the sea comes in [05:02.90] [05:32.21]Loathe loathe were those noble lords [05:35.42]To wet their high heeled shoes [05:37.60] [05:38.69]But long before the day was o'er [05:41.92]Their hats they swam above [05:44.02] [05:44.98]And many there were the feather beds [05:47.75] [05:48.28]That fluttered on the foam [05:50.30] [05:51.38]And many were those noble lords [05:55.44]That never did come home [05:57.67] [06:00.26]It's fifty miles from shore to shore [06:02.66] [06:03.31]And fifty fathoms deep [06:05.61] [06:06.49]And there lies good Sir Patrick Spens [06:09.76]The lords all at his feet [06:11.56] [06:13.09]Long long may his lady look [06:16.16]With a lantern in her hand [06:18.22] [06:20.88]Before she sees her Patrick Spens [06:24.90]Come sailing home again