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letra de my father built me a pretty tower - the askew sisters

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[verse 1]
my father built me a pretty tower
with primroses in every bower
and all around it is evergreens
oh such a building was never seen

[verse 2]
my father married me to a wealthy knight
my mother thought it a dreadful spite
she sent three robbers all in one night
to rob my bower and slay my knight

[verse 3]
and when she could do me no other harm
she slew the babe that lay in my arms
and left me nothing to wrap him in
but the bl–dy sheets that my love lay in

[verse 4]
now that my true love is dead and slain
it’s here no longer i can rеmain
the servants all run away from me
and lеft me here in extremity

[verse 5]
i put my head head down upon a block
and i cut off my yellow locks
i cut my locks and i changed my name
from ellen fair to sweet william
[verse 6]
so i dressed myself in my love’s array
and it’s like a bonny boy, i rode away
my satin jacket and boots so black
and a g-y gold chain hanging round my neck

[verse 7]
i rode up to the king’s hall door
it was for service i did implore
i gave the porter a g-y gold ring
for to bring my errand before the king

[verse 8]
and when the king, he did come round
i slowly kneeled unto the ground
said he “my bonny boy what could you do
if i would engage you for a year or two”

[verse 9]
“sir, i might be your kitchen cook
sir, i might be your stable boy
i might be a waiter in your bright hall
for to wait on the n0bles when they do call”

[verse 10]
“you shall not be my a kitchen cook
you shall not be my stable boy
you’ll be a waiter in my bright hall
for to wait on the n0bles when they do call”
[verse 11]
one day the king out hunting went
he left none at home but a g-y old man
and as she sang, and as she sighed
the tears came rolling down from her eyes

[verse 12]
“my father, he was a wealthy knight
my mother, she was a lady bright
and i myself was a g-y lady
’till death did bring me to misery”

[verse 13]
and when the king, he did come home
“what news, what news my g-y old man”
“no news, no news sir”, no news said he
“but your waiter boy is a g-y lady”

[verse 14]
“if that is true that you tell to me
i’ll buy you lands and i’ll set you free
but if that’s not true that you tell to me
it’s high i’ll hang you from an apple tree”

[verse 15]
go bring to me the robes of silk
i’ll dress this lady as white as milk
i’ll wrap her round in swaddling bands
and i’ll make her lady of all my lands
[outro]
he wrapped his true love in swaddling bands
and he made her lady of all his lands

- the askew sisters

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