The Night Visitor’s Song

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Tannahill Weavers - Pop, Folk

The Night Visitor’s Song

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I must away, love, I can no longer tarry The morning tempest I have to cross I will be guided without a star, love Into the arms I love the best I walked up tae her bedroom windae I leant my back there against a stane I whispered softly intae her windae "My darling lassie, dae ye lie alane?" She raised her head from her snowy pillow And with her arms raised across her breast Said "Who is this at my bedroom windae Disturbing me at my long night's rest?" I said, "My true love, it's you own true lover Open the door now and let me in For I have come on a long, long journey And I am drenched untae the skin" She opened the door then, without a murmur Opened the door then, and let me in We gently kissed and embraced each other And in the mornin' we lay as yin The day was dawnin', the cocks were crawin' The birds were whistlin' in every tree Farewell my true love, for I must leave ye For now the long night has turned to day I must away love, I can no longer tarry The morning tempest I have to cross I will be guided without a star love Into the arms I love the best

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