Old Blind Dogs - Edward (Scottish Folk Ballad) скачать видео бесплатно

Edward is an old Scottish folk song, this is a new recording (1998 or 1999). This version is by Old Blind Dogs, who are a traditional Scottish folk band who've been around since the 1990 or so. The singer has a very thick Scottish accent, so it may be hard to understand him but it is a superb song!

Here's the lyrics (courtesy of NimrodElTzane)

Old Blind Dogs - Edward

Why does your brand sae drap wi' bluid

Young Edward, oh young Edward?

Why does your brand sae drap wi' bluid

And why sae sad gang ye O?

Why does your brand sae drap wi' bluid

Young Edward, oh young Edward?

Why does your brand sae drap wi' bluid

And why sae sad gang ye O?

I hae killed my hawk sae guid

My dear mither, my dear mither

I hae killed my hawk sae guid

And I had nae mair but he O

I hae killed my hawk sae guid

My dear mither, my dear mither

I hae killed my hawk sae guid

And I had nae mair but he O

Your hawkis bluid was nevir sae reid

Young Edward, oh young Edward

Your hawkis bluid was nevir sae reid

Sum other dule ye drie O

Your hawkis bluid was nevir sae reid

Young Edward, oh young Edward

Your hawkis bluid was nevir sae reid

Sum other dule ye drie O

I hae killed my reid-roan steed

My dear mither, my dear mither

I hae killed my reid-roan steed

That was erst sae fair and free O

I hae killed my reid-roan steed

My dear mither, my dear mither

I hae killed my reid-roan steed

And I had nae mair but he O

Your steed was auld, and ye hae gat mair

Young Edward, oh young Edward

Your steed was auld, and ye hae gat mair

Sum other dule ye drie O

Your steed was auld, and ye hae gat mair

Young Edward, oh young Edward

Your steed was auld, and ye hae gat mair

Sum other dule ye drie O

I hae killed my faither dear

My dear mither, my dear mither

I hae killed my faither dear

Alas and wae is me O

I hae killed my faither dear

My dear mither, my dear mither

I hae killed my faither dear

Alas and wae is me O

So whatten penance wul ye drie for that

Young Edward, oh young Edward?

So whatten penance wul ye drie for that?

My dear son, now tell to me O

Whatten penance wul ye drie for that

Young Edward, oh young Edward?

Whatten penance wul ye drie for that?

My dear son, now tell to me O

I will sail in yonder boat

My dear mither, my dear mither

I will sail in yonder boat

And awa and over the sea O

I will sail in yonder boat

My dear mither, my dear mither

I will sail in yonder boat

And awa and over the sea O

And what wul ye dee wi' your towers and ha'

Young Edward, oh young Edward?

And what wul ye dee wi' your towers and ha'

That were sae fair to see O?

And what wul ye dee wi' your towers and ha'

Young Edward, oh young Edward?

And what wul ye dee wi' your towers and ha'?

Ye nevir mair wul tham see O

Let them stand until they fa' doon

My dear mither, my dear mither

Let them stand until they fa' doon

For tham nevir mair wul I see O

Let them stand until they fa' doon

My dear mither, my dear mither

Let them stand until they fa' doon

For tham nevir mair wul I see O

And what wul ye leave your wife and bairns

Young Edward, oh young Edward?

And what wul ye leave your wife and bairns

When ye gang over the sea O?

And what wul ye leave your wife and bairns

Young Edward, oh young Edward?

And what wul ye leave your wife and bairns

When ye gang over the sea O?

The warldis room, let them beg

My dear mither, my dear mither

The warldis room, let them beg

For tham nevir mair wul I see O

The warldis room, let them beg

My dear mither, my dear mither

The warldis room, let them beg

For tham nevir mair wul I see O

And what wul ye leave your mither dear

Young Edward, oh young Edward?

And what wul ye leave your mither dear

When ye gang over the sea O?

And what wul ye leave your mither dear

Young Edward, oh young Edward?

And what wul ye leave your mither dear

When ye gang over the sea O?

The curse of hell shall ye bear

My dear mither, my dear mither

The curse of hell shall ye bear

For the counsel ye gave to me O

The curse of hell shall ye bear

My dear mither, my dear mither

The curse of hell shall ye bear

For the counsel ye gave to me O