Ballad Of The Dying Sigh Lyrics – Dancing Did
Singer: Dancing Did
Title: Ballad Of The Dying Sigh
The maiden lies twixt silken sheets, in her comfy bed
But around her cosy bedchamber, all kinds of nasty obstacles are shed
There are gin-traps on the landing
Tin tacks round the floors abound
And trip wires on the ceiling
Her valiant suitors to confound
An ogre keeps her prisoner
A twelve bore under his arm
For the ogre is her father
And the prison is a farm
The prison is a farm, boys, the prison is a farm
The prison is a farm, boys, the prison is a farm
Young master, young master, you only court disaster
A steeped in darkness farmyard
Thе beasts are all locked up in bеd
But around the end of the farmyard henpen
Skulks a vulpine head
The head belongs to a prowler
Outlined ‘gainst a star pricked sky
But chickens are not on the prowler’s mind
For the prowler it is i
The prowler it is i, boys, the prowler it is i
The prowler it is i, boys, the prowler it is i
I must i must see her again
I cannot take this awful pain
I must i must see her again
I cannot take this awful pain
Awful pain, awful pain, awful pain, awful pain
Awful pain, awful pain, awful pain, awful pain
This awful pain i cannot take
I wish to wake her up and take her away
Young master, young master, you only court disaster
Young master, young master, you only court disaster
Like a moth i was drawn to her glowing bedroom opposite
And lusting for her lambency, i knew i had to enter it
Stealthily i climbed the dark shiny ivy
That clasped and clawed the whitewashed wall
At last i reached the glow of her window
Saw my lover lying within and made a call
I pushed the cross panes open
And nimbly slipped inside
Then tiptoed over the tin tacks
In a moment i was at her side
I wrapped her in her eiderdown
And laid her over my shoulder
Then exited where i’d entered
In every moment growing bolder
I skidded down the ivy
Landing in the yard
I deftly dodged the waking watchdogs
Then never did i run so hard
Never did i run so hard, boys, never did i run so hard
Never did i run so hard, boys, never did i run so hard
At last at a young brook’s edge
We came to the shelter of a willow tree
This was the time and place i decided
To put an end to my misery
I pulled my lover’s cover open
Exposed bare face to morning sky
But misery, oh misery
Her greeting was her dying sigh
Her greeting was her dying sigh, boys, greeting was her dying sigh
Her greeting was her dying sigh, boys, greeting was her dying sigh
I must i must see her again
I cannot take this awful pain
I must i must see her again
I cannot take this awful pain
Awful pain, awful pain, awful pain, awful pain
Awful pain, awful pain, awful pain, awful pain
I wish i’d woken her up and not taken
I wish i’d woken her up and not taken
I wish i’d woken her up and not taken
Her
Away
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