Locks and Bolts



I dreamed of my true love last night

All in my arms I had her,

But when I woke it was a dream.

I was forced to lay without her.



Her yellow hair, like strands of gold

Come rolling down my pillow.

Her yellow hair, like strands of gold

Come rolling down my pillow.



I went unto her uncle's house

Enquiring for my darling.

The answer was, "She is not here

I've no such in my keeping."



Her voice came from the roof above

Came straightway to the window;

"Oh love Oh love, Oh I'd be yours

But locks and bolts doth hinder."



Oh passion flew, my sword I drew

All in that room I entered;

Oh passion flew, my sword I drew

All in that room I entered;



I took my sword in my right hand

And my love all in the other,

Come all young men that love like me

Fight on and take another.



Her uncle and three other men

Straightway after me did follow,

Saying, "Leave this room, you villain, you

Or in your heart's blood you will wallow."



note: If you don't mind mixing and matching versions, you can

make a bit more sense by dropping the next-to-last verse and

adding:



The blood was shed from every side

Till I got her from among them,

And all young men that want such wives

Should fight till you overcome them.



from Sharp, English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians.

Collected from Mrs. Hester House, 1916 (added verse also from

Sharp

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