Letra de The Bold Knight

Down on the moor in a green old field
There lies a knight slain under his shield
His hounds they lie down at his feet
So well they can their master keep
The bold knight above
If he see that angel with her love
The bold knight above
If he could see that angel with her love
Down on the moor a fallow girl
As great with young for all the world
She lifted up his bloody head
And kissed his wounds that were so red
Chorus
She picked him up upon her back
And carried him no hands attached
She buried him before their prime
Then she was dead herself at even time
Chorus