The making of the poisoned waistcoat
Ecosse - Orkneys - Joanne McIver
In and out the needles fly
Slow and sure the night goes by
We two sit, don't blink an eye
We make the poisoned waistcoat (bis)
See how fine the threads are spun !
Gallant Paul will be undone
Harold for to be the one
We make the poisoned waistcoat (bis)
Long years of waiting, of planning and hating
Our dream will come true with the rising of the sun
Paul shall perish and Harold will flourish
With Morna standing by his side !
Long years of waiting, of planning and hating
Our dream will come true with the rising of the sun
Paul shall perish and Harold will flourish
With Morna standing as his bride !
Quick and blithe with nimble hands
Talk we of our wicked plans
Harold for to rule the lands
We make the poisoned waistcoat