Go From My Window
Go from my window, my love, my doves
go from my window, my dears
For the wind is from the west and the cuckoo's in her nest
and you can't have a lodging here.
Go from my window my love, my doves
go from my window, my dears
For the weather it is warm and it will never do you harm
and you can't have a lodging here.
Go from my window my love, my dove
go from my window, my dear:
O, the wind and the rain have fetched him back again
but he can't have a harboring here
Go from my window, my love, my dove
go from my window, my dear
O the devil's in the moon and is in the man
he will not understand
that he can't have a lodging here
Go from my window, my love, my dove
Time is bidding me to
Fare thee well..!!
