Harp of Death Songtext / Lyric

There lived a lady on the North Sea shore

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

She had two daghters that she adored

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The youngest daughter born to sweet delight

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

The eldest daughter born to greed and spite

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A knight caame for the fairest in the land

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

He was promised the young girl's hand

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Grimmest envy in the elder grew

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

She planned to steal her sister's lover true

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"Oh darling sister won't you come with me"

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

"To watch the swans swimming in the sea?"

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On the rocks were the mermaids sing

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

The elder sister pushed the younger in

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"Oh cruel sister, please let me live"

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

"And all that's mine to you I'll give"

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"I'll take your true love and I'll take more"

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

"For I never let you come ashore"

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The fair girl drowned beneath the North Sea foam

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

Her broken body washed upon the stones

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Three witches found her in the dead of night

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

And wove a spell to put her soul at right

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The made a harp out of her skin and bone

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

The tuning pegs made from her finger bones

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They took nine locks of her golden hair

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

And with them strung the harp so rare

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The took the harp on to her mother's hall

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

And set it down to play bevore them all

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The harp of Death began to play alone

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

The sweetest song to melt a heart of stone

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Golden strings rang out a truthful sound

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

The elder sister has the younger drowned

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Strings of sorrowmade of golden curls

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

wreak their vengeance on the black-haired girl

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The song ends heere dark and low

Lay te bent to the bonnie broom

And surely now her blood will flow

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