Rosie Ann

Fair rosie sits all by the door, Weeping and making moan. When along there came her Father, saying what ails you Rosie ann? Oh pity, my Father, for good reason do i cry. There is a child by my brother John that lies between my sides. Her brother john was standing By and Rosies cries he heard. He's gone straight to his sister's Side and cursed her with these Words. Oh you have told our Father dear, how I did make you Cry. Now I must draw my Sharpened sword and on it you Must die. What blood is that Upon your sword son, John come tell me? Oh mother dear it is my horse as you Can plainly see. Your horses blood is not so red son John come tell to me. Oh I have slain fair Rosie And cut her body in three. What will you tell your father Dear, son John come tell to me? I will take his finest sailing ship And sail accross the sea. And when will you come home again Son John come tell to me? When sun and moon meet in The sky and that will never be.