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The Wandering Shepherdess

from Waiting For The Word by Kevin Adams

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A young lady acquires shepherding skills by magic. Or something.

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The Wandering Shepherdess

In the county of Buckingham there lived a squire
And he had a daughter most beautiful and fair
But she loved a shepherd below her degree
Which caused her ruin and sad misery

When her father came to know of it his passion grew hot
And with a loaded pistol the shepherd he shot
And as he lay bleeding this lady came by
Which caused her to weep and to cry bitterly

O cursed be the gold, my true love lies slain
My joys are transported to sorrow and pain!
Alas, said the shepherd, no one my life can save
But a wonder you’ll see when I’m laid in my grave.

She took up his crook and his cloak and his plaid
And like a true shepherd through the valley she strode
When she got to the hill all the sheep to her came
Bleating and entreating her true love to obtain.

The old ram she called Andrew, with Sally his dam,
Both Johnny and Charlotte they knew their own name
If she wanted them to stay on any green plain
She would say, ‘Stay you there until I do come again.’

And with humble submission they always obey
When she stays away long they never do stray
With humble submission they gaze on her face,
There’s not such a token in the whole human race.

She wandered through England, to Scotland she came
Ye true love controllers I’ll tell you her doom
Her shepherd’s no more and her father soon died
For the loss of a daughter and a murder beside.

If I could return to my father’s bright halls
I might live in splendour, but that I never shall
I’ll wander alone till death ends the strife
And lament for my shepherd all the days of my life.

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from Waiting For The Word, released June 23, 2006
Trad. Arr. Kev Adams

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Blending traditional folk music with a love of other genres- classical, jazz, folk-rock, prog-rock, pop… music, music, music…

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