"The Tri-Coloured House" lyrics
"The Tri-Coloured House"
Were you ever down at the tri‐coloured house?
Where every rose grows merry and fine
It's there you will meet with a neat bonnie lass
Will you tell her she'll be a true love of mine
Will you tell her to make me a fine new shirt
Where every rose grows merry and fine
Without any seams nor needlework
And it's then she will be a true love of mine
Oh and tell her to wash it in yon spring well
Where every rose grows merry and fine
Where water never sprung nor never fell
And it's then she will be a true love of mine
And tell her to hang it on yon whitethorn
Where every rose grows merry and fine
Where there ne'er grew a thorn since Adam was born
And it's then she will be a true love of mine
Will you tell her to iron it all with a millstone
Where every rose grows merry and fine
And when she has it done for to send it right home
And it's then she will be a true love of mine
Where you ever down at the tri-coloured house?
Where every rose grows merry and fine
It's there you will meet with a neat bonny lad
Will you tell him he'll be a true love of mine
Will you tell him to farm an acre of land
Where every rose grows merry and fine
Between the salt water and the sea strand
And it's then he will be a true love of mine
Oh and tell him to plough it all with a deer's horn
Where every rose grows merry and fine
And tell him to sew it with one grain of corn
And it's then he will be a true love of mine
Will you tell him to thrash it again' yon castle wall
Where every rose grows merry and fine
And to let neither chaff nor corn fall
And it's then he will be a true love of mine
Were you ever down at the tri‐coloured house?
Where every rose grows merry and fine
It's there you will meet with a neat bonnie lass
Will you tell her shelll be a true love of mine
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- Lankum Lyrics
album:
"Cold Old Fire" (2015)
Lullaby
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