Testo Sovay - Pentangle
Testo della canzone Sovay (Pentangle), tratta dall'album Sweet Child
Sauvé so well all on a day
She dressed herself in diamond's array
With a brace of crystals all at her side
To meet her true love, to meet her true love away she rides
As she was galloping on the plain
She met her true love and to him said
"Stand and deliver, young man," she said
"And if you do not, and if you do not, I'll shoot you dead"
He delivered up his golden store
And still she craved for one thing more
"That diamond ring that I see you wear
Oh, hand it over, hand it over and your life I'll spare"
"From my diamond ring I would not part
For it's a token from my sweetheart
Shoot and be damned, you rogue," said he
"And you'll be hanged then, and you'll
Be hanged then for murdering me"
Next morning in a garden green
Young Sauvé and her true love were seen
He espied his watch hanging from her clothes
Which made him blush, lads, which made him blush, lads, like any rose
"Why do you blush, you silly young thing?
I thought to have that diamond ring
'Twas I who robbed you all on that plain
So here's your gold, love, here's your gold and your watch and chain"
"I only did it for to know
If you would be a man or no
If you'd given me that ring," she said
"I'd have pulled the trigger, pulled the trigger and shot you dead"
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Writer(s): Martin Carthy, Dave Swarbrick, Dp
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