(revised version sung by Joan Baez)
Cold blows the wind to my true love,
And gently drops the rain.
I've never had but one true love,
And in green-wood he lies slain.
I'll do as much for my true love,
As any young girl may,
I'll sit and mourn all on his grave,
For twelve months and a day.
And when twelve months and a day was passed,
The ghost did rise and speak,
"Why sittest thou all on my grave
And will no let me sleep? "
"Go fetch me water from the desert,
And blood from out the stone,
Go fetch me milk from a fair maid's breast
That young man never has known. "
"How oft on yonder grave, sweetheart,
Where we were want to walk,
The fairest flower that e'er I saw
Has withered to a stalk. "
"A stalk has withered and dead, sweetheart,
The flower will never return,
And since I've lost my own true love,
What can I do but yearn. "
"When will we meet again, sweetheart,
When will we meet again? "
"When the autumn leaves that fall from the trees
Are green and spring up again. "
The Unquiet Grave (Child #78)
Traditional Folk Song
From "Joan Baez 5"
Sung by Joan Baez (5), Frankie Armstrong
(Lovely on Water), Ian Campbell, and Patons
Lyrics taken from http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/j/joan_baez/the_unquiet_grave_child_no_78.html