Jean Ritchie - Edward
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How came that blood on your shirtsleeve?
Oh, dear love, tell me.
Oh, it's the blood of the old grey mare
That ploughed the fields for me, me, me,
Ploughed the fields for me.

How came that blood on your shirtsleeve?
Oh, dear love, tell me.
Oh, it's the blood of the old grey hound
That chased the fox for me, me, me,
Thet chased the fox for me.

How came that blood on your shirtsleeve?
Oh, dear love, tell me.
Oh, it's the blood of my brother-in-law
That went away with me, me, me,
That went away with me.

And it's what will you do now, my love?
Oh, dear love, tell me.
I'll set my foot on yonder ship
And sail across the sea, sea, sea,
Sail across the sea.

And it's when will you be back, my love?
Oh, dear love, tell me.
When the moon sits yonder in the sycamore tree
And that will never be, be, be,
That will never be.