The Pentangle
Cruel Sister (1970)
2. When I Was in My Prime
(traditional)
When I was in my prime
I flourished like a vine
There came along a false young man
Come stole the heart of mine
Come stole the heart of mine
The gardener standing by
Three offers he gave to me
The pink, the violet, and red rose
Which I refused all three
Which I refused all three
The pink's no flower at all
For it fades away too soon
And the violet is too pale a hue
I think I'll wait 'til June
I think I'll wait 'til June
In June the red rose blooms
That's not the flower for me
For then I'll pluck the red rose off
And plant a willow tree
And plant a willow tree
And the willow tree shall weep
And the willow tree shall whine
I wish I was in the young man's arms
That won the heart of mine
That won the heart of mine
If I'm spared for one year more
And God should grant me grace
I'll weep a bowl of crystal tears
And wash his deceitful face
And wash his deceitful face
Jacqui McShee
Bert Jansch
John Renbourn
Terry Cox
Danny Thompson
Photo:
Giulio Pili (1872-1950)
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