CHERI KNIGHT


Dar Glasgow.

I lie in the shade of the Sourwood tree
Hidden from all passers by
Read not the words on this marble white stone
Tell of this sad life of mine
I ran in the starlight, the starlight so blue
…………………swung by my side
I was delayed by who's mother warm measure
For I always filled over the line

Good morning fine ladies, good morning again
Let me warm my cold hands
Gather round, let your milk down
Fill my silver bucket again

For all life's riches, feeding anddawn
I have a silent yearning so strong
The wail of a nightjar is a sad reverie
But their beating hearts are music to me

He asked me to marry and he knelt in the straw
Oh! But I could not marry
I was wedded to those in the valley below
Who gave their milk only to me


With the days of the summer, my life hacked away
Then He took pity on me
That nectar they gave till the end of my time
Was sweet as a cup of May wine

For all life's riches, feeding and dawn
I have a silent yearning so strong
My silver bucket never did shine
Carried a nectar as sweet as May wine
As sweet as May wine

Nectar they gave me till the end of my time was
Was sweet as a cup of May wine
Sweet as a cup of May wine
Sweet as a cup of May wine