Lovely Joan-Jo Freya

[ti:Lovely Joan] [ar:Jo Freya] [al:The Songs of England] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Lovely Joan (可爱的琼) - Jo Freya [00:17.45]A fine young man it was indeed [00:20.97]He was mounted on his milk-white steed [00:24.93]He rode he rode and save all alone [00:28.73]Until he came to lovely Joan [00:32.75] [00:34.72]Good morning to you my pretty maid [00:38.52]And Twice good morning sir she said [00:42.35]He tipped her the wink [00:44.09]And she rolled her dark eye [00:46.19]Says he to himself I'll be there by and by [00:50.21] [00:51.97]Oh don't you think these pooks of hay [00:55.96]A pretty place for us to play [00:59.87]So come with me like a sweet young thing [01:03.68]And I'll give you my golden ring [01:08.26] [01:09.54]So he pulled off his ring of gold [01:13.53]My pretty little miss do this behold [01:17.59]Freely I'll give it for your maidenhead [01:21.55]And her cheeks they blushed like the roses red [01:25.87] [01:27.15]Give me that ring into my hand [01:31.39]And I will neither stay nor stand [01:35.25]For this worth much more good to me [01:39.21]Than twenty maidenheads said she [01:43.76] [01:44.98]And as he made for the pooks of hay [01:49.04]She leapt on his horse and tore away [01:53.12]He called he called but he called in vain [01:57.07]For Joan she never looked back again [02:01.67] [02:02.77]She did and think herself quite safe [02:06.89]No nor 'til she came to her true love's gate [02:10.88]She'd robbed him of his horse [02:12.36]And she'd robbed him of his ring [02:14.83]And left him to rage in the meadows green