Joan Baez: The Lily Of The West
GLI EXTRA DELLE CCG / AWS EXTRAS / LES EXTRAS DES CCGHandsome Mary, The Lily Of The West | |
JOAN BAEZ: THE LILY OF THE WEST | HANDSOME MARY, THE LILY OF THE WEST |
When first I came to Louisville Some pleasure there to find A damsel there from Lexington Was pleasing to my mind Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips Like arrows pierced my breast And the name she bore was Flora The Lily of the West. | When first I came to Louisville some pleasure there to find, A damsel fair from Lexington was pleasing my mind. Her cherry cheeks and ruby lips, like arrows pierced my breast,— They called her Handsome Mary, the Lily ot the West. |
I courted lovely Flora Some pleasure there to find But she turned unto another man Which sore distressed my mind She robbed me of my liberty Deprived me of my rest Then go my lovely Flora The Lily of the West. | I courted her awhile, in hopes her love to gain, But she proved false to me which caused me much pain. She robbed me of my liberty, deprived me of my rest,— They called her Handsome Mary, the Lily of the West. |
Way down in yonder shady grove A man of high degree Conversing with my Flora there It seemed so strange to me And the answer that she gave to him It sore did me oppress I was betrayed by Flora The Lily of the West. | One evening as I rambled, down by a shady grove, I saw a man of low degree conversing with my love. They were singing songs of melody, while I was sore distressed, O faithless, faithless Mary, the Lily of the West! |
I stepped up to my rival My dagger in my hand I seized him by the collar And boldly bade him stand Being mad to desperation I pierced him in the breast Then go my lovely Flora The Lily of the West. | I stepped up to my rival, my dagger in my band. I caught him by the collar, and boldly bade him stand ; Being driven to desperation, I stabbed him in the breast, But was betrayed by Mary, the Lily of the West! |
I had to stand my trial I had to make my plea They placed me in the criminal box And then commenced on me Although she swore my life away Deprived me of my rest Still I love my faithless Flora The Lily of the West. | At length the day of trial came, I boldly made my plea, But the judge and jury they soon convicted me. To deceive both judge and jury so modestly she dressed, And there she swore my life away, the Lily of the West. |