Bellowhead Cold Blows The Wind Lyrics

Cold blows the wind of my true love Cold blow the drops of rain I never had but one true love And in Greenwood he lies slain

I'll do as much for my true love As any young girl may I'll sit and weep down by his grave For twelve months and a day

But when twelve months they were up and gone This young man, he arose What makes you sit by my grave and weep? I can't take my repose

Instrumental

One kiss, one kiss from your lily-white lips One kiss is all I crave One kiss, one kiss from your lily-white lips Then return back to your grave

These lips, they are as cold as clay My breath is heavy and strong If you were to kiss these lily-white lips Your life would not be long
Oh don't you remember the garden grove Where once we used to walk Go pick the finest flower of the morn It will wither to a stalk

Instrumental

Go fetch me a flower from the dungeon deep Bring water from a stone Bring white milk from a virgin's breast That baby never bore none

Go dig me a grave both wide and deep Do it as quick as you may That I may lay down and take a long sleep For twelve months and a day