The Devil & The Huntsman

[00:18.20] Young man came from hunting faint and weary

[00:23.69] What is that my Lord, my deary?

[00:33.20] Oh, brother dear, let my bed be made

[00:42.45] Right here, ripe of the woody nightshade

[01:15.70] Men need a man would die as soon

[01:22.20] Out of the light of a mage's moon

[01:27.44] It's not by bone, but yet by blade

[01:32.69] Can break the magic that the devil made

[01:39.70] And it's not by fire, but what's forged in flame

[01:43.70] Can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain

[02:11.95] This young man he died fair soon

[02:29.21] By the light of the hunters' moon

[02:35.21] 'Twas not by bone, nor yet by blade

[02:41.97] Of the berries of the woody nightshade

[02:46.97] Oh father dear thy heavy safe

[02:54.70] From the path that the devil made