GREY COCK  Johnny he promised to marry me  I fear he's with some fair one and gone  There's something that ails him and I don't know what it is  But I'm weary of lying alone  Johnny he came at the appointed hour  Knocked on her window so slow  This young girl arose and hurried on her clothes  And she bid her true love welcome home  She took him by the hand and she laid him down  Found he was as cold as the clay  She said, my dearest dear, if only I had my wish  This long night would never turn to day  Where is your soft bed of down, my dear?  Where are your white holland sheets?  And where is the fair girl who watches over you  As you lie every night in your sleep?  The sea is my soft bed of down, he said  Sand be my white holland sheet  The little hungry fishes they do feed off me  As I lie every night in the deep  Then oh my little cock, my handsome little cock,  Don't crow till tis long after day  Your cage will be of the purest beaten gold  And your door of the sweet ivory  But him a being young, he crowed so very soon  Crowed three long hours before day  This young man arose and he hurried on his clothes  Farewell love, for I must go away  When will you come back again, my love  When will you come back again?  When little fishes fly and the seas they do run dry  And the hard rocks do melt in the sun  Child #248  recorded by Peggy Seeger and Ewan MacColl on Blood and Roses  see also NITEVIST WILIGHOS AREUSLEP  filename[ GREYCOCK  SF  ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===