Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lovely Joan, artist - Barbara Dickson. Date of issue: 31.12.1993
Song language: English
Lovely Joan |
| A fine young man it was indeed |
| Mounted upon his milk-white steed |
| He rode, he rode, himself all alone |
| Until he came to lovely Joan |
| «Good morning to you, my pretty little maid.» |
| «Twice good morning, sir,» she said |
| He tipped her the wink, she rolled her eye |
| Said he to himself, «I'll be there by and by.» |
| «Now, don’t you think there pooks of hay |
| A pretty place for us to play? |
| So come with me like a sweet young thing |
| And I’ll give you my golden ring.» |
| «Give me the ring into my hand |
| And I will nither stay nor stand |
| For that would be more us to me |
| Than twenty maidenheads,» said she |
| Then as he made for the pooks of hay |
| She leapt on his horse and she rode away |
| He called and called, but all in vain |
| Young Joan she never looked back again |
| Nor did she think herself quite safe |
| Not till she came to her true love’s gate |
| She’s robbed the lord of his horse and ring |
| And left him to rage in the meadows green |