Sovay by Pentangle
Sovay Sovay all on a day
She dressed herself in man's array
With a brace of pistols all by her side
To meet her true love, to meet her true love, she ride
As she was riding over the plain
She met her true love and bid him on his hand
she said stop
``Stand and deliver, come sir,'' she said
``And If an you do not, and if an you do not, I'll shoot you dead''
He delivered up his golden store
And still she craved for one thing more
``That diamond ring, that diamond ring that I see you wear
Oh hand it over, oh hand it over, and your life I'll spare''
``That diamond ring I wouldn't part
For it's a token from me sweetheart
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