ROSIANNE
Son of Child #50-51, The Bonny Hind / Lizie Wan
(Bob Coltman)

Oh George, oh George, where are you a-goin'?
Down to the riverside land,
It's been a long, too long of a time
Since I seen Rosianne,
Since I seen Rosianne.

It always looks so pretty to see
You take her by the hand,
Such love and care for a sister
Is becoming in a man,
Is becoming in a man.

Dear Rosianne, give me your hand,
And Rosie why not rise?
Why do you set so steadfast still,
And the tears all fillin' your eyes?
And the tears all fillin' your eyes?

Oh George, oh George, how couldn't you know?
I thought you surely knew,
A child of brother and sister:
Is that plain enough for you?
Is that plain enough for you?

Why didn't you tell me this before?
Why did you let it wait?
We could a-done what had to be done,
But now it is too late,
But now it is too late.

She creeped, she cuddled close to him,
She bowed her golden head,
He slipped his dagger into her side,
And left her faintin' and dead,
He left her faintin' and dead.

Oh George where are you a-goin' so quick?
And where is Rosianne?
I left her down by the bank of the brook,
A-talkin' to a man,
A-talkin' to a man.

They washed her poor spilt blood away,
They combed her silken brown,
They had to bury her in the field
And not in churchyard ground,
And not in churchyard ground.

But where, or where is George? they said,
As they were a-lowerin' her down,
But when they went to look for him
They found him a-wand'rin' around,
They found him a-wand'rin' around.

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