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Roud 48, Child 75. I learned this song from Lizzie Higgins, who again learned it from her mother Jeannie. I’m not really much of a fan of songs where the woman dies of a broken heart, but Lizzie’s gorgeous ornamentation and expression of the melody, in those last two lines of each verse especially, made me want to learn this song. Other versions go by the title “Lord Lovel,” feature a Lady Ouncebell, and have many more verses than I sing here.

Jeannie’s version has one more verse than Lizzie’s, which I may add to my live performances:

He ordered the coffin to be opened up
And the white sheet rolled down.
He kissed her on the cold­clay lips
An’ the tears came tricklin’ down,
An’ the tears came tricklin’ down

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Lord Lovat he stands at his stable door
He was brushing his milk steed down
When who passed by but Lady Nancy Bell
She was wishing her lover godspeed,
She was wishing her lover godspeed.

“Oh, where are you going, Lord Lovat?” she said,
“Come promise, tell me true.”
“I’m going over the seas, strange countries to see.
Lady Nancy Bell, I’ll come and see you,
Lady Nancy Bell, I’ll come and see.”

He hadn’t been gone a year or two
Scarcely had been three
When a mightiful dream came into his head.
“Lady Nancy Bell, I’ll come and see you,
Lady Nancy Bell, I’ll come and see.”

Oh, he’s passed down to Capelton’s church
And down through Mary’s Hall.
And the ladies were all weeping for,
And the ladies were all weeping for.

“Oh, who is dead?” Lord Lovat, he said,
“Come promise, tell me true.”
“Lady Nancy Bell died for her true lover’s sake.
And Lord Lovat was his name,
And Lord Lovat was his name.”

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from My Mind From Love Being Free, released May 1, 2015

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Lindsay Straw Boston, Massachusetts

Traditional folk singer, guitarist & bouzouki player.

"Hearken(s) back to more innocent times, of Greenwich Village and pure folk." - The Living Tradition

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