Pentangle - Suil Agrar Lyrics
'Twas after I sat on my true love's kneeAnd many fine tale he has told to meHe has told me a things that ne'er shall beHe is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boyI've sold my cloak, I've sold my reelWhen my flax was spawn, I've sold my reelTo buy my love a sword of steelHe is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boyWith fife and drum he has marched awayHe would not heed what I would sayHe'll not come back for many a dayHe is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boyBut now my love has gone to FranceTo try his fortune to advanceIf he e'er comes back 'tis but chanceHe is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boyI'll dye my petticoat, I'll dye it redAround the world I'll make my bed'Till I find my love alive or deadHe is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boySiúil, a siúil, a siúil agrarOnly death can end my woeAnd the pain in my heart from me did goHe is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy