[ti:A Ballad]
[ar:Kate Rusby]
[al:The Girl Who Couldn't Fly]

[00:25.76]Take the robe from off thy form,
[00:31.45]And cease thine hair to braid,
[00:38.08]Thy love to thee will come no more,
[00:43.65]He woos another maid,
[00:50.13]And broken are the many vows,
[00:56.32]That he hath pledged to thee,
[01:02.47]He woos another maid, and this,
[01:08.23]My bridal morn should be.
[01:13.42]
[01:16.00]False to me oh say not so,
[01:21.65]For if thy tale be true,
[01:27.71]And the one that I love be lost to me,
[01:33.96]I shall not live to rue,
[01:40.81]And if he do take another mate,
[01:46.77]Before the holy shrine,
[01:53.76]Another ne'er shall have my heart,
[01:59.71]Death will be a friend of mine.
[02:05.45]
[02:23.54]She takes the robes from off her form,
[02:29.40]And dons a snow white gown,
[02:35.48]She loosened from her locks the braid,
[02:41.56]And let her hair hang down,
[02:47.86]She flung around her lovely head,
[02:54.60]The thin shround of her veil,
[03:00.79]To hide the fast ascending tears,
[03:06.45]
[03:06.97]And cheek of moon ray pale.
[03:11.91]
[03:14.32]With hurried yet, with careful steps,
[03:20.13]Into the church she hides,
[03:26.96]And there she saw the false of heart,
[03:32.77]Receive another bride,
[03:39.09]The bridal pageant swept along,
[03:45.62]'Til all the train had fled,
[03:51.87]Why stands the lone deserted one,
[03:58.21]She slumbers with the dead