This kinda makes me think of the folk song "Henry Lee." In it a girl wants to kill a bird who saw her kill someone, just in case the bird is gonna rat on her.
Get down get down little Henry Lee And stay all night with me The very best lodging I can afford Will be far better with thee
I can't get down I won't get down And stay all night with thee For the girl I have in that merry green land I love far better than thee
She leaned herself against the fence Just for a kiss or two With a little pen knife held in her hand She plugged him through and through
Come all you ladies in the town A secret for me keep With a diamond ring held on my hand I'll never will forsake
Some take him by his lily white hand Some take him by his feet We'll throw him in this deep deep well More than one hundred feet
Lie there lie there loving Henry Lee Till the flesh drops from your bones The girl you have in that merry green land Still waits for your return
Fly down fly down you little bird And alight on my right knee Your cage will be the purest gold In deed of property
I can't fly down I won't fly down And alight on your right knee A girl would murder her own true love Would kill a little bird like me
If I had my bended bow My arrow and my sling I'd pierce a dart so nigh your heart Your warble would be in vain
If you had your bended bow Your arrow and your sling I'd fly away to the merry green land And tell what I have seen
My name is Elliot Cowan.
I used to draw in Australia, then I went to draw in London. Now I draw in New York City.
I'm the creator and director of The Stressful Adventures of Boxhead and Roundhead, an animated series that's played at film festivals world wide.
I do a bunch of other things that you can find at www.elliotelliotelliot.com
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This kinda makes me think of the folk song "Henry Lee." In it a girl wants to kill a bird who saw her kill someone, just in case the bird is gonna rat on her.
Get down get down little Henry Lee
And stay all night with me
The very best lodging I can afford
Will be far better with thee
I can't get down I won't get down
And stay all night with thee
For the girl I have in that merry green land
I love far better than thee
She leaned herself against the fence
Just for a kiss or two
With a little pen knife held in her hand
She plugged him through and through
Come all you ladies in the town
A secret for me keep
With a diamond ring held on my hand
I'll never will forsake
Some take him by his lily white hand
Some take him by his feet
We'll throw him in this deep deep well
More than one hundred feet
Lie there lie there loving Henry Lee
Till the flesh drops from your bones
The girl you have in that merry green land
Still waits for your return
Fly down fly down you little bird
And alight on my right knee
Your cage will be the purest gold
In deed of property
I can't fly down I won't fly down
And alight on your right knee
A girl would murder her own true love
Would kill a little bird like me
If I had my bended bow
My arrow and my sling
I'd pierce a dart so nigh your heart
Your warble would be in vain
If you had your bended bow
Your arrow and your sling
I'd fly away to the merry green land
And tell what I have seen
She would say "How did you find out?" and the constabulary would say "A little bird told me".
How nice to see you on the blog Deb : )
Love it!
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