Lucy Wan from Locks & Bolts by Solarference

Fair Lucy she sits at her father’s door, weeping and making her moan
Along then comes her brother dear, what ails thee Lucy wan?

Oh I ail and I ail dear brother she cried, and I’ll tell you the reason why
There is a child between my sides, that’s of you dear brother and I

Then he’s drawn out his own broad sword, that hangs low down by his knee
And he has cutteth off poor Lucy Wan’s head, and her fair body in three

And outen then come her thick heart’s blood, and outen then come the thin
And he is away to his mother’s house – What ails thee Geordie wan

And what is that blood on the point of your sword – my son come tell unto me
Oh that is the blood of my grey hound, she would not run with me

Oh your grey hound’s blood was never so thick - my son come tell unto me
Oh that is the blood of my grey mare, she would not ride with me

Oh your grey mare’s blood it was never so red - my son come tell unto me
Oh that’s not the blood of my grey mare – tis the blood of my sister Lucy

Oh what will you do when your father comes to know - my son come tell unto me
Oh I will set sail in a bottomless boat, and I will sail the sea

And when will you return again, my son come tell unto me
When sun and moon dance on yonder hill and that will never be

• Folk
• alternative folk
• experimental folk
• folktronica
• traditional folk song
• vocal duo
• United Kingdom