Lady Howard (A Tale Of Dartmoor)

LADY HOWARD (A TALE OF DARTMOOR)

Words & Music: Traditional, arranged by Brian Hughes, Caroline Lavelle, Hugh Marsh

My lady has a sable coach
with wild horses four
and my lady has a baying hound
that runneth on before.

My lady’s coach has faded gilt
and the driver hides his head
and my lady’s face is the ashen white
of one who long is dead.

Now pray step in, my lady said
now pray get in and ride.
I thank thee, I would rather walk
than gather by thy side.

The coach it flies without a sound
of hooves or turn of wheels.
Like the clouds at night, in the pale moonlight
along the carriage steals.

Now pray step in, my lady said
now prithee come to me.
And she takes the baby from the crib
and sits it on her knee.

I’d rather walk a hundred miles
and run by night and day
than have that carriage wait for me
and hear my lady say:

Now pray step in, my lady said
Now pray step in and ride.
And deadly pale with wedded veil
she takes to her the bride.

The coach it flies without a sound
of hooves or turn of wheels.
Like the clouds at night, in the pale moonlight
along the carriage steals.

Now pray step in, my lady said
there’s room for you I know
And she waved her hand and the coach did stand
her lover in she drew.

Now pray step in, and make no din
Step in with me to ride.
There’s room I know by me for you
and all the world besides.


 

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