Let Me Lie And Bleed Awhile - Alasdair Roberts

You know this is a good place

A seemly place to summer

But you should find another

Another one to winter

For I am like a chimney

A chimney in the snow

White as any lily

Yet blacker than the coal

There’s a raven on the gable, a raven on the gable

A raven on the gable, so brazenly crowing

But you know he only crows so, you know he only crows so

You know he only crows so, for he knows no other way of crowing

So my tongue is not the one

You are scolded and o’erlulled in

But the one that I was schooled in

Is the only one I know

That’s why you hear me crowing

«My love, you should be going,»

That’s why you hear me crowing

«You should be on your way.»

So loosen off your mooring, loosen off your mooring

Loosen off your mooring, and sail, sail away

Let me lie and bleed awhile, let me lie and bleed a while

Let me lie and bleed awhile, I will rise and fight again

Let me lie and bleed awhile, let me lie and bleed a while

Let me lie and bleed awhile, I will rise and fight again