Unquiet Grave

The wind doth blow today, my love
With a few small drops of rain
I never had but one true love
And she in the cold grave has lain

I'll do as much for my true love
As any young man may
I'll sit and mourn all on her grave
For twelve months and a day

The twelve months and a day being up
The dead began to speak
"Oh, who is that sits on my grave
And will not let me sleep?"

"It is I sits on your grave, my love
And will not let you sleep
I crave one kiss from your cold, clay lips
And this is all I seek"

"You crave one kiss from my cold, clay lips
But my breath smells earthly strong
If you had one kiss from my cold, clay lips
Your time would not be long"

"Oh, yonder in that gardеn green
My love, where wе used to walk
The finest flower that ever did bloom
Is withered to a stalk

The stalk is withered dry, my love
So must our hearts decay
So make yourself content, my love
'Til death takes you away"

Away
Away
Away