Track byPentangle
So early, early in the spring I shipped on board to serve my king I left my dearest dear behind She oftimes swore her heart was mine And all the time I sailed the seas I could not find a moment's ease For thinking of my dearest dear but never a word of her could I hear At last I sailed into Glasgow town I searched the streets both up and down Inquiring for my dearest dear but never a word of her could I hear I went straightway to her father's hall And gladly for my love did call My daughter is married she's a rich man's wife She's wed to another much better for life Oh curse your gold and your silver too And curse the girl that won't prove true Who all her former vows did break And went with another for riches' sake If the girl is married that I adore I'm sure I'll stay on land no more I'll sail the seas till the day I die I'll break through waves rolling mountain high