Witch of Westmoreland

hear what I see:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nxls60aYSZA

 

"She said "Pray, sheathe thy silvery sword. Lay down thy rown shield

For I see by the briny blood that flows you've been wounded in the field"

And she stood in a gown of the velvet blue, bound round withh a silver chain

And she's kissed his pale lips once and twice and three times round again

And she's bound his wounds with the goldenrod, full fast in her arms he lay

And he has risen hale and sound with the sun high in the day

She said "Ride with your brindled hound at heel, and your good grey hawk in hand

There's none can harm the knight who's lain with the Witch of the Westmorland."

 

 

 

Done