Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryn Lewis
Harp
Jamie MacDougall
Tenor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Britten
Arranger
Songtexte
She’s like the swallow that flies so high,
She’s like the river that never runs dry,
She’s like the sunshine on the lee shore,
I love my love and love is no more.
It’s out of those roses she made a bed,
A stony pillow for her head.
She laid her down, no word did say,
Until this fair maid’s heart did break.
’Twas out in the garden this fair maid did go,
A-picking the beautiful prime-rose;
The more she pluck’d the more she pulled
Until she got her ape-ron full.
Written by: Bob Chilcott, Katie Melua, Stephen John Fearing, Traditional

