Testo The Creel - Quilty
Testo della canzone The Creel (Quilty), tratta dall'album Apples In Winter
As I roved out on a moonlit night
Excitement for to find
I met on the way with a pretty little girl
And I asked her to be mine
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Me-too-ray-a-ray-fother-riddle-da
Tonight-oh
Oh, how can I get you your fathers house
How can I get to your bed
My father locks the door at night
The key lays under his head
With-me-too-ray-fother-riddle-da
Me-too-ray-a-ray-fother-riddle-da
Tonight-oh
If you get a ladder thirty foot
Thirty foot and three
And place it up to the chimney top
Come down in the creel to me
With-me-too-ray-fother-riddle-da
Me-too-ray-a-ray-fother-riddle-da
Tonight-oh
So I got me a ladder thirty foot
Thirty foot and three
And i placed it up to the chimney top
And down in the creel came me
With-me-too-ray-fother-riddle-da
Me-too-ray-a-ray-fother-riddle-da
Tonight-oh
But the old one she's been still awake
Heard something that was said
I lay me life said the silly old wife
There's a man in me daughters bed
With-me-too-ray-fother-riddle-da
Me-too-ray-a-ray-fother-riddle-da
Tonight-oh
Well the old man he got out of bed
To see it if was true
But she's pushed me down with her lilly white arms
And under the cover let loo
With-me-too-ray-fother-riddle-da
Me-too-ray-a-ray-fother-riddle-da
Tonight-oh
Where are you going father dear
Where are you going so late
You've disturbed me at my evening prayers
And oh but they were sweet
With-me-too-ray-fother-riddle-da
Me-too-ray-a-ray-fother-riddle-da
Tonight-oh
May the devil take you ye silly old wife
And ill death may you die
For your daughter's laying with a book in her arms
And she's praying for you and I
With-me-too-ray-fother-riddle-da
Me-too-ray-a-ray-fother-riddle-da
Tonight-oh
But the old one she's been still awake
When something else was said
You can say what you like you silly old fool
There's a man in me daughters bed
With-me-too-ray-fother-riddle-da
Me-too-ray-a-ray-fother-riddle-da
Tonight-oh
No rest or peace could the old one get
'Til she got up to see
But her foot gave a shot to the chamber pot
And into the creel fell she
With-me-too-ray-fother-riddle-da
Me-too-ray-a-ray-fother-riddle-da
Tonight-oh
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Writer(s): Traditional, Duncan Williamson
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