Lyr Req: Unquiet Grave (Nancy Kerr version)

Subject: Unquiet Grave (Lyrics)
From: GUEST
Date: 27 Nov 07 - 03:18 AM

Hiya

Just listening to Nancy Kerr version of Unquiet Grave and wondered if anyone knows what she sings in line 2 of fifth verse? (After "your breath is as the roses sweet")?

Ta

Subject: RE: Unquiet Grave (Lyrics)
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 27 Nov 07 - 03:33 AM

Hello, Guest without a name

What album is it on?

I can't find it & I have 'Strands of Gold', 'Steely Water', 'Starry Gaze Pie', 'Between the Light & Dark' (all Nancy & James Fagan) + 'Neat & Complete' (Sandra & Nancy Kerr) + 'Scalene' (Nancy & James & Sandra)

sandra

Subject: RE: req: Unquiet Grave (Nancy Kerr version)
From: GUEST
Date: 27 Nov 07 - 04:23 AM

Hi

It's on one of the CDs she did with Eliza Carthy...

Subject: RE: req: Unquiet Grave (Nancy Kerr version)
From: GUEST
Date: 27 Nov 07 - 05:59 AM

It's on 'Eliza Carthy & Nancy Kerr', and verse 5 sounds to be as follows:
Your breath is as the roses sweet, mine as the sulphur strong,
And if you get one kiss from my lips your time will not be long.

Subject: RE: req: Unquiet Grave (Nancy Kerr version)
From: The Doctor
Date: 27 Nov 07 - 06:46 AM

RE: GUEST above, 05:59 AM. I hadn't realised I was no longer signed in.

Subject: RE: req: Unquiet Grave (Nancy Kerr version)
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 27 Nov 07 - 07:34 AM

(brush with fame bit follows)

Nancy gave me an album she did with Eliza & I can't find it. It's not filed under either surname, so where did I put it? bugger

Subject: Lyr Add: THE UNQUIET GRAVE (Nancy Kerr version)
From: Roberto
Date: 27 Nov 07 - 10:26 AM

This is how I got it, but I'll check again. R

The Unquiet Grave
Nancy Kerr, on Eliza Carthy & Nancy Kerr, Mrs Casey Records MCMCD3991, 1993

The wind doth blow today my love
And a few small drops of rain
I never had but one true love
And in greenwood he is slain

I'll do as much for my true love
As any young girl may
I'll sit and mourn all on his grave
For twelve months and a day

The twelve months and a day being done
The dead began to speak:
Oh, who sits weeping on my grave
And will not let me sleep?

'Tis I, your love, sits on your grave
And will not let you sleep
For I crave one kiss of your clay cold lips
And that is all I seek

Your breath is as the roses sweet
Mine is earthen strong
And if you get one kiss from my lips
Your time will not be long

'Tis down in yonder garden green
Love where we used to walk
The finest flower that e'er was seen
Is withered to a stalk

The stalk is withered and dry, sweetheart
And the flower will never return
And since I lost my own true love
What can I do but mourn?

Mourn not for me, my own true love
Mourn not for me, I pray
For I must leave you and all the world
And go into my grave

Subject: RE: req: Unquiet Grave (Nancy Kerr version)
From: Uncle_DaveO
Date: 27 Nov 07 - 11:04 AM

As I know the song (Not the Nancy Kerr version), it goes like this:
^^^
Bold blows the wind to my true love
And gentle drops the rain
I never had but one true love
And in green wood she is lain

I'll do as much for my true love
As any young man may
I'll sit and weep all on her grave
For a twelvemonth and a day

When twelvemonth and one day had passed
Her ghost began for to speak:
"Why do you sit all on my grave,
And will not let me sleep?"

"There's one thing more I want, Sweetheart,
And one thing more I crave;
And that's a kiss from your lily-white lips,
And then I'll go from your grave."

"My lips are cold as clay, Sweetheart,
My breath smells heavy and strong.
And if you kissed my lily-white lips
Your time would not be long."

"Oh, down in yonder's garden green,
Love, where we used to walk,
The finest flow'r that e'er was seen
Is withered to a stalk."

Dave Oesterreich

Subject: RE: req: Unquiet Grave (Nancy Kerr version)
From: GUEST
Date: 27 Nov 07 - 06:50 PM

Thanks guys...I can sleep tonight now ;-)

Subject: RE: req: Unquiet Grave (Nancy Kerr version)
From: Scotus
Date: 27 Nov 07 - 08:13 PM

the Nancy Kerr one seems identical to the one Ian Campbell recorded in the 60s - recently recorded by Barbara Dickson.

Jack