Monday, September 27, 2010

The London Apprentice

When I was 'pprenticed in London,
I went to see my dear
The candles, they were burning
The moon shone bright and clear
I knocked upon her window
To ease her of her pain
She rose to let me in
Then she barred the door again

I like your good behavior, darling
Thus I often say
And I cannot rest contented
When you are far away
The winds they are so cold
That we cannot lay there out
So roll me in your arms, love
And blow the candles out

Now father and mother
In yonder room do lie
A-hugging one another
So why not you and I?
A-hugging one another
Without a fear or doubt
So roll me in your arms, love
And blow the candles out

*note - some versions call for men to sing the first verse, women the second, and together on the third.
**note also - the American version replaces "London" with "Boston"

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