The Unquiet Grave - as arranged by Ween as "Cold Blows The Wind"
Cold blows the wind over my true love, softly falls the rain
I never had but one true love, and in Rushville, she lies slain
I'd do as much for my true love as any young man may
I'd sit and weep down by her grave for twelve month and one day
And when twelve month had come and gone, the young lass, she arose
“What makes you weep down by my grave? I cannot take my repose”
One kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips, one kiss is all that I crave
One kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips, then return back to your grave
“My lips, they are as cold as my clay, my breath is heavy and strong
If thou was to kiss my lily white lips, thy days would not be long
O, don't you remember the garden grove where we used to walk?
Pluck the finest flower of them all, t'will wither to a stalk”
“Go fetch me a nut from the dungeon deep
And blood squeezed from a stone
And white milk from a maiden's breast that babe had never known
Go dig me a grave both long, wide, and deep as quickly as you may
I'll lie down in, and take one sleep, for twelve month and one day”
Cold blows the wind over my true love, softly falls the rain
I've never had but one true love and in Rushville, she lies slain
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