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THE CRIMSON TRINITY - The Mad Maid's Song clip -

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Good morrow to the day so fair good morning, sir, to you: Good morrow to mine own torn hair bedabbled with the dew. Good morning to this primrose too ; Good morrow to each rnaid, That will with flowers the tomb bestrews wherein my love is laid. Ah ! woe is me, woe, woe is me alack, and welladay ! For pity, sir, find out that bee, which bore my love away? I’ll seek him in your bonnet brave ; I’ll seek him in your eyes; Nay, now I think they've made his grave I' th' bed of strawberries. I’ll seek him there ; I know, ere this, the cold, cold earth doth shake him, But I will go, or send a kiss by you, sir, to awake him. Pray hurt him not ; though he be dead, he knows well who do love him, And who with green turfs rear his head, and who do rudely move him. He's soft and tender : pray take heed, with bands of cowslips bind him: And bring him home ; but' tis decreed, that I shall never find him. Franck Lopez : Voices Lionel Baillemont : Guitars, Keyboards, © 2011 - contact@

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