https://youtu.be/2A9M6TMtRmA
This is a cover of a Steeleye Span version of this old English folk song, I thought it fitted perfectly with the theme of Storyteller as the song is being sung by a woman telling the story of how she came to be pregnant by a man she loved, but who was actually two timing her, some women's stories just never change through the anuls of time.
I have loved Steeleye Span for at least 20 years after I heard Two Butchers on the radio once and it was like a switch had been flicked on inside me to not just them as a band but folk music in general.
It's not such a cool thing to admit to, that you love folk music, but some of the melodies are just so beautiful they can't be ignored and The Blacksmith is the perfect example of this, I think it's so beautiful and mournful.
I was so blessed to have my wonderful friends help me record this, please pop over to @queenoftheworld @audiohive-me and @holisticmom and check out their entries too!
Here are the lyrics to the song:
A blacksmith courted me nine months or better He fairly won my heart, wrote me a letter With his hammer in his hand he looked so clever And if I were with my love I would live forever
Oh where has my love gone with his cheeks like roses He is gone across the sea gathering primroses I'm afraid the shining sun might burn and scorch his beauty And if I were with my love I would do my duty
Strange news is a-come to town, strange news is carried Strange news flies up and down that my love is married Oh I wish them both great joy, though they don't hear me And if I were with my love I would do my duty
What did you promise me when you lay beside me You said you'd marry me and not deny me If I said I'd marry you twas only to try you So bring your witness love and I'll not deny you
O, witness have I none save God Almighty And may He reward you well for the slighting of me Her lips grew pale and wan; it made her poor heart tremble For to think she had loved one, and he proved deceitful
A blacksmith courted me, nine months and better He fairly won my heart; he wrote me a letter With his hammer in his hand, he looked so clever And if I were with my love, I would live forever