Spinning Song

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Arnold Bax - Pop

Spinning Song

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Lyrics

What didst thou mother when thou wert a maiden? I was young Didst thou, like me Hark to the moon's soft footfalls across the sky Or didst thou watch the little star's betrothals? Thy father cometh home Leave the door open Down to the fountain, didst thou go and there thy wooden pitcher filled Didst thou yet linger another hour With the full pitcher by thee? I was young And did thy tears make glad thy countenance? And didst thy sleep bring gladness to the night? And didst thy dreams bring gladness to thy sleep? And didst thou smile even by graves Despitе thy pity, thy pity for the dead? Thy father comеth home Leave the door open Lovedst thou strawberries and raspberries Because they are as red as maiden's lips? Didst love the girdle for it's many pearls The river and the wood, because they lie so close Behind the village? Didst love the beating of the heart There close beneath thy bodice Even although t'were not thy Sunday bodice? Thy father cometh home Leave the door open

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Credits

Writers
  • Alma Strettell
  • Arnold Bax
  • Carmen Sylva