Dvd - Edward Lyrics - Live At A Distance - Steeleye Span

Late last night when the squire came home 

Inquiring for his lady 

Some denied and some replied 

She's gone with the Black Jack Davey 

Go saddle to me the bonny brown steed 

For the gray was never so speedy 

I'll ride all day and I'll ride all night 

Till I catch that Black Jack Davey 

Oh, he rode up hills and he rode down dales 

Over many a wild high mountain 

And they did say that saw him go 

Black Jack Davey, he is hunting 

He rode east and he rode west 

All in the morning early 

Their he spied his lady fair 

Cold and wet and weary 

Oh, why did you leave your house and land 

Why did you leave your baby 

Why did you leave your own wedded lord 

To go with the Black Jack Davey 

Oh, he rode up hills and he rode down dales 

Over many a wild high mountain 

And they did say that saw him go 

Black Jack Davey, he is hunting 

What cared I for your goose feather bed 

The sheets turned down so bravely 

Well, I may sleep on the cold hard ground 

Along with the Black Jack Davey 

Then I'll kick off my high healed shoes 

Made of Spanish leather 

And I'll put on my lowland brogues 

And skip it o'er the heather 

Oh, he rode up hills and he rode down dales 

Over many a wild high mountain 

And they did say that saw him go 

Black Jack Davey, he is hunting 

Oh, he rode up hills and he rode down dales 

Over many a wild high mountain 

And they did say that saw him go 

Black Jack Davey, he is hunting