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Cold Blows the Wind

from A Twelvemonth and a Day by Mark Automaton

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Cold blows the wind o'er my true love,
Cold blow the drops of rain
I never had but one true love
In the Greenwood he was slain
I'll do as much for my true love
As any young girl may
I'll sit and weep down by his grave
For a twelvemonth and a day.

But when twelve months were come and gone
This young man he arose:
“What makes you weep down by my grave?
I can't take my repose!”
“One kiss, one kiss from your lily-white lips,
One kiss is all I crave.
One kiss, one kiss from your lily-white lips,
Then return back to your grave.”

"My lips they are as cold as clay
My breath is heavy and strong,
And if you were to kiss these lips,
Your days would not be long.
Way down in yonder garden green
Where we both used to walk
The fairest flower that e'er was seen
Has withered to a stalk.

The stalk is withered dry, my love,
So must our hearts decay.
Then rest yourself content, my love,
Till death calls you away
Go dig me a grave both wide and deep,
As quickly as you may
That I might lie and take my rest
For a twelvemonth and a day"

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from A Twelvemonth and a Day, released May 11, 2019

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Mark Automaton UK

Mark Automaton came to prominence as a founding member of the seminal “cassette culture” band the Instant Automatons, who were instrumental in spearheading the UK DIY music scene of the late 70s and early 80s.
Since then, Mark has been active as a producer, musical collaborator and solo artist, releasing music under his own name and also as 391 and randomk/automata.
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