Flandyke Shore

FLANDYKE S

HORE(Trad; arr;Gil Goldstein-Traditional, arranged by Peter Webster)

I went unto my own love's chamber window,

Where I had often been before,

Just to let her know love unto flandyke shore,

Unto Flandyke shore,

Never to return to

England no more,

Never to return to

England no more. 

I went unto my love's chamber door,

Where I never been before.

There i saw a light springing from her clothes,

Springing from her clothes,

Just as the morning sun when first arose,

Just as the morning sun when first arose. 

As I was walking on the

Flandyke shore

Her own dear father

I did need"My daughter she is dead," he cried."She is dead," he cried."And she's broken her heart all for the love of thee."

So I hove a bullet onto fair

England's shore,

Onto fair

England's shore,

Just where

I thought my own true love did lay. 

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