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Christy Moore

What Put The Blood

 

What Put The Blood

(альбом: Whatever Tickles Your Fancy - 1975)


What put the blood on your right shoulder? Son, come tell it unto me
That is the blood of a hare mama You may pardon me

The blood of a hare never ran so red, Son come tell it unto me
That is the blood of my youngest brother, You may pardon me

What came between you and your youngest brother? Son come tell it unto me
It was all from the cutting of a hazel rod That never will grow into a tree

What will you do when your Daddy finds out? Son come tell it unto me
I will leave my foot down on a shipboard and sail far across the sea

What will you do with your darling wife? Son come tell it unto me
She will leave her foot down on a shipboard and sail right after me

What will you do with your two fine children? Son come tell it unto me
Ill give one to my mammy and the other to my daddy to keep them company

What will you do with your house and your land? Son come tell it unto me
I will leave them there for the birds of the air to mourn and sing for me

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