
The Suffolk Miracle by Jim Moray from the album Sweet England Buy the album! www.jimmoray.co.uk Get it from iTunes! tinyurl.com ©℗2003 NIAG ~Lyrics~ A wealthy squire lived in our town, He was a man of high renown, And he had a daughter of beauty bright, And the name he gave her was his 'Heart's Delight'. Many young men to court her came, But none of them could her favour gain, Till there came one, of low degree, And above them all, how she fancied he. But when her father, he came to know, That his lovely daughter loved this young man so, Over fifty miles, he sent her away, All to deprive her of her wedding day. One night as she lay in her bedroom, Her love appeared from out the gloom, He kissed her cheek, and this did say, Arise my darling and come away. It's with this young man she got on behind, And they rode faster than any wind, They rode on for an hour or more, Till he cries my darling, my head feels sore. A holland handkerchief she then pulled out, And with it bound his aching head about, She held him closer, and this did say, My love you're colder than any clay. When they came to her father's gate, He says get down, love the hour is late, Get down, get down love and go to bed, And I'll see this gallant horse is groomed and fed. And when she came to her father's hall, Who's that, who's that, her own father called, 'Tis I dear father, did you send for me, By such a messenger, naming he. Oh no dear daughter, that cannot be, Your words are false and you lie to me, For <b>...</b>
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