Cruel Sister from Nightjar by Liz Overs

There lived a lady by the North Sea shore

Two daughters were the babes she bore

As one grew warmer than the sun 

Cold as clay grew the elder one



Oh sister will you go with me

To watch the ships sail on the sea?

She took her sister by the hand

And led her down to the North Sea strand



And as they stood on the windy shore

Lay the bent to the bonnie broom

The cold girl threw her sister o’er

Fa la la la la la la la la la



Sometimes she sank, sometimes she swam

Lay the bent to the bonnie broom

Crying, Sister, reach to me your hand

Fa la la la la la la la la la

Oh sister, sister let me live

And all that's mine I'll surely give

Your own true love that I'll have and more

But thou shalt never come ashore


And there she floated like a swan

Lay the bent to the bonnie broom

The salt sea bore her body on

Fa la la la la la la la la la

• Acoustic
• Folk
• folk
• singer-songwriter
• traditional folk
• United Kingdom