Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Are You?, artist - Omni Trio. Album song Shadow Era, Pt. 1, in the genre Date of issue: 24.09.2015
Record label: Passenger
Song language: English
Who Are You? |
| Who are you my pretty fair maiden |
| Who are you my honey |
| Who are you my pretty fair maiden |
| Who are you my honey |
| She answered me modestly |
| I am a mother’s darling fiddle-dy |
| You are da-faddle-diddle-da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o |
| Will you come to my mother’s house when the moon is shining clearly |
| Will you come to my mother’s house when the moon is shining clearly |
| I’ll open the door and I’ll let you in |
| And devil the one will hear us fiddle-dy |
| You are da-faddle-diddle-da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o |
| So I went to her house in the middle of the night and the moon was shining |
| clearly |
| So I went to her house in the middle of the night and the moon was shining |
| clearly |
| She opened the door and she let me in and devil the one did hear us fiddle-dy |
| You are da-faddle-diddle-da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o |
| Then she took my horse by the bridle and the bit and she led him to the stable |
| Then she took my horse by the bridle and the bit and she led him to the stable |
| Say there’s plenty of odds for a soldier’s horse to eat it if he’s able |
| fiddle-dy |
| You are da-faddle-diddle-da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o |
| Then she took me by her lily white hand and she led me to the table |
| Then she took me by her lily white hand and she led me to the table |
| Say there’s plenty of wine for a soldier boy to drink it if he’s able fiddle-dy |
| You are da-faddle-diddle-da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o |
| Then she got up and she made the bed and she made it nice and easy |
| Then she got up and she made the bed and she made it nice and easy |
| Then she took me by the hand and said:'Blow out the candle' fiddle-dy |
| You are da-faddle-diddle-da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o |
| There we laid 'til the break of the day and devil the one did hear us |
| There we laid 'til the break of the day and devil the one did hear us |
| Then she arose, put on her clothes, said:'Darling you must leave me' fiddle-dy |
| You are da-faddle-diddle-da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o |
| When can I return again and when will we get married |
| When can I return again and when will we get married |
| When broken shells make temple bells, that’s when we’ll be married fiddle-dy |
| You are da-faddle-diddle-da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o |