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Steeleye Span

(traditional) Alison Gross that lives in yon tower The ugliest witch in the North Country Has trysted me one day up to her bower And many a fair speech

Cam ye o'er frae France? Cam ye down by Lunnon? Saw ye Geordie Whelps and his bonny woman? Were ye at the place ca'd the Kittle Housie? Saw ye Geordie

Gaudete, gaudete Christus est natus Ex Maria Virgine Gaudete Tempus adest gratiae Hoc quod optabamus Carmina laetitiae Devote reddamus Deus homo factus

Sometime in October, We sailed from England's shore, When we sailed into a raging storm Like I've never ever seen before; And all of the crew they were

One misty moisty morning when cloudy was the weather I met with an old man a-clothed all in leather He was clothed all in leather with a cap beneath his

Said the Lord unto his Lady as he rode over the moss "Beware of Long Lankin that lives amongst the gorse Beware the moss, beware the moor, beware of Long

As I walked down through Chatham Street a fair maid I did meet, She asked me to see her home-- she lived in Bleecker Street. Chorus: And away you santy

There's your lords and ladies fine, Riding in a coach and six, Nothing to drink but claret wine, Talking politicks. London is a dainty place, A great

Oh, it's in the evening after dark When the blackleg miner creeps to work His moleskin pants and dirty shirt There goes the blackleg miner Well, he grabs