[00:00.00] 作曲 : Meg Baird[00:26.32]"Daughter, oh, daughter," said the king,[00:32.43]"Why're you so pale and wan?[00:38.66]I fear you have some sore sickness,[00:45.99]Or else you have laid with a man."[00:51.63]"You're welcome, you're welcome, my father dear,[00:58.62]You are welcome home to me.[01:04.62]For I have sick unto my heart[01:11.49]Since you've been so long on the sea."[01:17.65]"Cast off, cast off your berry-brown gown;[01:24.11]Stand naked upon the stone,[01:30.11]That I might know you by your shape[01:37.72]Whether you be a maiden or no."[01:43.89]So she's cast off her berry-brown gown;[01:50.84]She's stood naked upon the stone.[01:56.55]Her apron was low and her middle was round,[02:03.91]Her face was pale and wan.[02:09.83]"Oh, was it with a lord or a duke or a knight?[02:16.79]Or a man of birth and fame?[02:22.45]Or was it with one of my serving men[02:30.04]That's lately come out of Spain?"[02:35.75]"No, it wasn't with a lord nor a duke nor a knight,[02:42.52]Nor a man of birth and fame.[02:48.72]But it was with Willie O'Winsbury;[02:55.70]I could bide no longer alone."[03:01.67]The king, he has sent for his merry men all[03:08.81]By thirty and by three,[03:14.49]Saying, "Fetch me this Willie O'Winsbury,[03:21.72]For hanged he shall be."[03:27.93]But when he was brought before the king,[03:33.36]He was clad all in red silk.[03:39.97]His hair was like the strands of gold,[03:47.29]His skin was white as milk.[03:52.94]"It is no wonder," said the king,[03:59.65]"How my daughter's love you did win,[04:06.72]For if I was a woman as I am a man,[04:12.27]My bedfellow you would have been.[04:19.69]"Will you marry my daughter Janet[04:25.59]By the truth of your right hand?[04:32.22]And if you'll marry my daughter Janet,[04:39.50]I will make you the lord of my lands."[04:45.50]"Yes, I will marry your daughter Janet[04:52.69]By the truth of my right hand,[04:58.45]But I'll not have your gold and I'll not have your gear,[05:06.05]And I'll not be the lord of your land.[05:12.62]"For I have houses and I have land,[05:18.71]I have men at my command.[05:25.55]And were it not for your daughter fair,[05:32.63]I would not be your servant man."[05:39.14]He sat her upon a milk white steed[05:45.71]And himself on a dapple gray;[05:51.43]He has made her the lady of as much land[05:58.92]As she can ride in a long summer's day.