Sovay - Martin Carthy, Dave Swarbrick

Sovay Sovay, all on a day

She dressed herself in man’s array

With a sword and pistol hung by her side

To meet her true love

To meet her true love away did ride

As she was riding over the plain

She met her true love and bid him stand

Your gold and silver, kind sir, she said

Or else this moment

Or else this moment your life will have

And when she’d robbed him of his store

She said, Kind sir there is one thing more

A golden ring which I know you have —

Deliver it

Deliver it your sweet life to save

That golden ring a token is

My life I’ll lose the ring I’ll save

Being tender-hearted just like a dove

She rode away

She rode away from her true love

Next morning in the garden green

Just like true lovers they were seen

He spied his watch hanging by her clothes

Which made him blush

Which made him blush like any rose

What makes you blush at so silly a thing

I thought to have had your golden ring

'Twas I that robbed you all on the plain

So here’s your watch

Here’s your watch and your gold again

I did intend and it was to know

If that you were my true love or no

So now I have a contented mind

My heart can bow

My heart can bow and my dear is thine