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25 Jan 01 - 10:24 AM (#382124) Subject: Pentangle's Hunting song From: GUEST,Jala I have been searching for the lyrics to Hunting Song, by Pentangle, but have not been able to find them anywhere. Can someone help me? I'd be very, very grateful. Thanks, Jala |
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25 Jan 01 - 10:51 AM (#382155) Subject: RE: Pentangle's Hunting song From: MMario two sets of lyrics in this thread but here's another hunting song |
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25 Jan 01 - 11:21 AM (#382197) Subject: RE: Pentangle's Hunting song From: Seany Some of these lyrics don't seem right. I will listen to the song tonight and see if I can correct.
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26 Jan 01 - 09:18 AM (#382960) Subject: Lyr Add: HUNTING SONG (from Pentangle) From: Seany Well, I had a listen last night, to two versions of the BBC album, Pentangle on Air Some words are very hard to hear. I think I have improved on the other versions in some areas. Where I am in doubt, the words are in brackets. This version may actually differ slightly from the other version anyway as it was probably recorded at a different time. As I did travel, all on a journey Over the wayside and under a dark moon, Hanging above the mountain. I spied a young man, riding a fine horse, Chasing a white hart. And all through the woodland Echoed a hunting cry. And there followed after, ten kings and queens, Laughing and joking, the white hart they'd seen Royalty, running through the bushes. A plume to his helmet, a quiver and a bow. There's nowhere to run now; there's no place to go The hunter is fast and ready. Still further I journeyed through the hills and the valleys Until upon the verge of despair I sat and rested, (And came across) a princely knight (that stood) by our Lady And this she did say. Oh may I ask you, kind sir, where you are going? And pray tell to me, sir, why do you hurry? Strange that I should meet you here, Come sit by me. I have here a magic horn to deliver, And one drop from this silver and gold horn I hold sir, Shall prove all to be false, Lovers beware. The gift that you bear for your brother, the King, I gladly would carry to the banquet this even. What (fair sport) this would be for the maidens at court. Wearily, I cross(ed) the stream to a castle Where I found shelter from the cold wintry wind And food did I have in plenty (But) the Lord and Lady seemed (so sad) For these words, they did say unto each other. My good Lord, all off to war in my armour, Leaving me, here, alone to weep and to worry, Take care less misadventure shall overcome thy kindly heart, My good Lord, all off to war in my armour. My Lady, you have no need for to worry, I'll return victorious and true unto thee, Take care less misadventure, shall stain your heart and lips (awhile) My Lady, you have no need for to worry. La, la etc. Oh underneath a spreading oak, a knight with white device, Upon a shield, (all black and deep), in grief and sorrow sings, His unrequited love. Young noble woman riding by, pray tell me have you see? Queen Iselda, the fairest maid, In company she rides, for I swear to have revenge. A thousand days have come and passed, The Lord returned this night, A victor from the bloody wars Proven, his awesome might Iselda he would claim But fate has played its wanton game The circle gone full turn The magic horn has done its work Her falseness is found out Good Sir, your quest is over. |