Clerk Saunders - June Tabor

Oh it was a sad and a rainy night

And the rain did rain from town to town;

Clerk Saunders and his lady gay

Were a-walking through the fields so brown

«Oh a bed, a bed,» Clerk Saunders cried

«A bed, a bed for you and me.»

«Oh never a bed,» says the gay lady

«Until it we’d to married be

For it’s I have seven brothers bold

And unto you they bear no good will

And if they catch you in my bower

Oh they’d value not your blood to spill."

«Oh, I’ll take the sword out from my scabbard

And slowly, slowly lift up the pin

That you might swear and save your oath

That you never let Clerk Sandy in

Then take me up all in your arms

And carry me unto your bed

That you might swear and save your oath:

Clerk Sandy never i' your bower did tread."

So he’s taken the sword out from his scabbard

And slowly, slowly lifted the pin

That she might swear and save her oath

That she never let Clerk Sandy in

Then she’s taken him up in her two arms

And carried him unto her bed

That she might swear and save her oath

Clerk Sandy never i' her bower did tread

And then it’s in and came her brothers bold

And all their torches burning bright

Says they, «We have but the one sister

And see, she’s lying with a knight.»

And then it’s up and spoke the first o' them

«I know they have been lovers dear.»

And up and spoke the next o' them

«Oh they’ve been in love for many’s the year.»

And then it’s up and spoke the third o' them

«'T would be a shame these two to twain.»

And up and spoke the fourth o' them

«Oh it’s a sin to kill a sleeping man.»

And then it’s up and spoke the fifth o' them

«I swear they’ll never be harmed by me.»

And up and spoke the sixth o' them

«Oh we’ll take our leave and we’ll go our way.»

And then it’s up and spoke the seventh brother

Saying, «Though there be no man but me

I bear the brand all in my hand

Shall surely make Clerk Sandy die!»

And then he’s taken out his nut brown sword

And drawn it three times through the straw

And through and through Clerk Saunders' body

Oh he’s got that rusty rapier go!

And they have lain all night in each other’s arms

Until the day began to dawn

And kindly to him she did say

«Oh it’s time, my love, that you were away

Oh you are the sleepiest young man

That ever my two eyes did see

For you’ve lain all night all in my arms

And I’m sure it is a shame to be."

And then she’s drawn the blankets to the foot

And turned the sheets unto the wall

And there she’s seen his bloody wounds

And his two grey eyes all pale and cold

And it’s, «Cursed be my bloody brothers!

Aye an an ill death may he die!

For you dared not fight him in the field

But you slew him as he lay with me

And it’s I will do for my love’s sake

What many a lady will not do

Seven long years shall come and go

Before I wear stocking or I wear shoe

And there’s never a shirt goes on my back

And never a comb goes in my hair

Never a fire nor a candle light

Shine in my bower anymore."