I always wondered what tweeping was - "and thou, false love, will tweep for me" - turns out I wasn't listening in Old Enough English, and thou, false love, wilt weep for me is more like it.

And while it isn't a misheard lyric, when in The Rising Of The Moon "out of many a mud-walled cabin eyes were watching through the night" always brought up the visual of cabins covered in mud, with eyes in the cabin walls. Looking through the mud kind of like Rambo.