Vagle

And the ravens did croak

 

Young Willy rode out on a dark autumn day

Crossí mountains and plains he rode away

He rode away to see his true love

There was no one beside her and no one above

 

Her hair it was red and her eyes they were green

Her skin it was soft like at sweet seventeen

A sweet seventeen with a rose in her hand

To place on her finger a gold wedding band

 

The cold winds did blow in the ash and the oak

The cold winds did blow and the ravens did croak

The ravens did croak and the crows they did cry

The leaves on the trees had started to die

 

He stepped up beside her asked tenderly:

Molly, dear Molly will you marry me?

Will you marry me, my sweet darling dear?

But she looked away with eyes full of fear

 

Willy oh, Willy I canít marry you

Iím spoken for and you know that itís true

You know that itís true that away you must go

So get up on your horse and please donít be slow

 

The cold winds did blow in the ash and the oak

The cold winds did blow and the ravens did croak

The ravens did croak and the crows they did cry

The leaves on the trees had started to die

 

But Willy he raved when he heard what she said

And the very next moment he was out of his head

He was out his head so he pulled out his knife

And he killed the poor girl, no other manís wife

 

Then Willy went down to the broad river side

He sat down on the banks to wait for his bride

To wait for his bride and her name it was death

And gently the water took away his last breath

 

The cold winds did blow in the ash and the oak

The cold winds did blow and the ravens did croak

The ravens did croak and the crows they did cry

The leaves on the trees had started to die