Flandyke Shore

FLANDYKE SHORE (Trad; arr;Gil Goldstein-Traditional, arranged by Peter Webster) I went unto my own love's chamber window, Where I had often been before, Just to let her know love unto flandyke shore, Unto Flandyke shore, Never to return to England no more, Never to return to England no more.   I went unto my love's chamber door, Where I never been before. There I saw a light springing from her clothes, Springing from her clothes, Just as the morning sun when first arose, Just as the morning sun when first arose.   As I was walking on the Flandyke shore Her own dear father I did need "My daughter she is dead," he cried. "She is dead," he cried. "And she's broken her heart all for the love of thee." So I hove a bullet onto fair England's shore, Onto fair England's shore, Just where I thought my own true love did lay.   CD/ LP EASY COME EASY GO=2008 --- Flandyke Shore - Marianne Faithfull