Setting Of The Sun - Seth Lakeman

　　Come all young fellows that carry a gun

　　Beware of late shooting when the

　　Daylight is done

　　It is my reckoning that many hazards

　　They may run

　　I shot my true love at the setting of the

　　Sun

　　In a shower of rain my darling did lie

　　All under the bushes to keep herself dry

　　Her head in her apron I thought her as a

　　Swan

　　I shot my true love at the setting of the

　　Sun

　　I'll fly from my country I nowhere find my

　　Rest

　　Because I've shot my own true love like

　　A bird upon her nest

　　Like lead in my heart lies the deed that I

　　Have done

　　I shot my true love at the setting of the

　　Sun

　　In the night my fair maid as a white swan

　　Appears

　　She she says "Oh my true love quickly

　　Dry up those tears

　　"I freely forgive you for this paradise that

　　I've won

　　"I was shot by my true love at the rising

　　Of the sun"

　　The years they pass leave me lonely and

　　Sad

　　I can never love again `cause none

　　Make me glad

　　I'll wait and expect you until my work

　　Down here is done

　　Then I'll meet my true love at the setting

　　Of the sun