What put the blood on your right shoulder? Son, come tell it unto me, to me Son, come tell it unto me That is the blood of a hare mama You may pardon me You may pardon me
The blood of a hare never ran so red Son, come tell it unto me, to me Son, come tell it unto me That is the blood of my youngest brother You may pardon me You may pardon me
What came between you and your youngest brother? Son, come tell it unto me, to me Son, come tell it unto me It was all from the cutting of a hazel rod That never will grow into a tree That never will grow into a tree
What will you do when your Daddy finds out? Son, come tell it unto me, to me Son, come tell it unto me I will leave my foot down on a shipboard And sail far across the sea And sail far across the sea
What will you do with your two fine children? Son, come tell it unto me, to me Son, come tell it unto me I'll give one to my mammy and the other to my daddy To keep them company To keep them company
What will you do with your darling wife? Son, come tell it unto me, to me Son, come tell it unto me She will leave her foot down on a shipboard And sail right after me And sail right after me
What will you do with your house and your land? Son, come tell it unto me, to me Son, come tell it unto me I will leave them there for the birds of the air To mourn and sing for me To mourn and sing for meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.