The Painful Plough Lyrics & Chords By Louis Killen

The lady sits at her own front door As straight as a willow wand And by there come a lusty smith With his hammer in his hand Crying bide lady bide For there's a nowhere you...read more

All in green went my love riding On a great horse of gold Into the silver dawn. Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling The merry deer ran before. Fleeter be they than...read more

My young love said to me, "My mother won't mind, And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind." Then she laid her hand on me and this she did say, "Oh, it will not...read more

Now as I come home so drunk, I couldn't see, oh There I saw a horse, no horse should be there I says unto me wife, tell this to me, oh How come the horse there, no horse should...read more

Once more we are waft by the northern gales a-bounding over the main, And soon the hills of the tropic isles we all shall see again. Five sluggish moons have waxed and waned since...read more