Carry Me Back to Her Arms Songtext
von Jessica Curry

A-roving we went, my true love and I
Amongst the corn and the maize
When deawth leaned in with his sickle and clock
And swept my true love away

I have followed the nightjar home to her bed
I have followed the sound of her heart
Over field and valley I′ve counted them fly
And the seventh is always apart


So a-roving I'll go through my fields once more
With my ear to the maize and the corn
And wait for the day that death comes for me
To carry me back to her arms

To her arms
To her arms
To her arms
To carry me back to her arms

And wait for the day that death comes for me
To carry me back to her arms
To carry me back to her arms