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T:Lake of Colphin
B: Purslow, F, (1968), The Wanton Seed, EDFS, London
S:George Haterill, Bath, Somerset. Jan 1906
Z:Hammond S.279
F:http://www.folkinfo.org/songs
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w:'Twas ear-ly one morn-ing young Wil-lie a-rose,
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w:Straight-*way_ to_ his_ com-e-rades bed-*cham-ber he goes,
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w:Say-ing "Com-e-rades_ roy-al com-e-rades, let_ no-bo-dy know,
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w:For it is a fine_ morn-ing and a bath-*ing we'll :go."
W:'Twas early one morning young Willie arose,
W:Straightway to his com-e-rades bedchamber he goes,
W:Saying, "Com-e-rades, royal com-e-rades, let nobody know,
W:For it is a fine morning and a bathing we'll go."
W:
W:They walked straight along till they came to a long lane,
W:And the first that they met was a keeper of game;
W:He warned them with sorrow for to turn back again,
W:For there's a deep and false water in the lake of Colphin.
W:
W:Young Willie stripped off and he swam the lake round,
W:He swum round the island, but not the right ground;
W:"Oh com-e-rades, royal com-e-rades, do not venture in,
W:For there's deep and false water in the lake of Colphin."
W:
W:The very next morning his sister arose,
W:Straightway to her mother's bedchamber she goes,
W:Saying, "Mother, oh! Mother, I've had a sad dream,
W:Young Willie's a-floating in the watery stream."
W:
W:The very next morning his mother came there,
W:She had rings on every finger and tearing of her hair,
W:Crying, "Murder, Oh! murder, was there nobody nigh,
W:To save the sweet life of my own darling boy?"
W:
W:The very next morning his uncle came there,
W:He rode round the lake like a man in despair,
W:Saying, "Where was he drownded, or did he fall in?"
W:There's deep and false waters in the lake of Colphin."
W:
W:The very next morning his sweetheart arose,
W:And straight to his mother in despair she goes,
W:For every other morning he did her salute,
W:With a bunch of red roses or fine garden fruit.
W:
W:On the day of his funeral it was a grand sight,
W:Twenty-four young men all dressed up in white,
W:They carried him alog and laid him in cold clay,
W:Saying, "Adieu to young William" and then marched away.