The Unquiet Grave

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Jean Ritchie - Country, Folk

The Unquiet Grave

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Duration: 4:00

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[Verse 1] The wind doth blow today, my love With a few small drops of rain I never had but one true love And she in the cold grave has lain [Verse 2] I will do as much for my true love As any young man may I'll sit and mourn all on her grave For a twelve months and a day [Verse 3] The twelve months and a day being up The dead began to speak "Oh, who is this sits on my grave And will not let me sleep?" [Verse 4] "It is I, my love, sits on your grave And will not let you sleep I crave one kiss from your cold sweet lips And that is all I seek" [Verse 5] "You crave one kiss from my clay cold lips My breath smells earthly strong If you had one kiss from my cold clay lips Your time would not be long [Verse 6] "Oh, down in yonder's gardеn green Love, where wе used to walk The fairest flower that ever bloomed Is withered to a stalk [Verse 7] "The stalk is withered dry, my love So must our hearts decay So make yourself content, my love Till God calls you away"

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