The Rolling of the Stones Lyrics

Would you go to the rolling of the stone
The long sing of the lom
Or would you go and see pretty Annie
Dancing among them all
Would you drink of the blood
A white wine and a red
Or would you go and see pretty Annie
Dancing among the dead

They had not danced a single dance
Nor that the horror of
When the night that had come from his brother's side
He didn't lay deadly wound
They picked him up and carried him along
The laid him down on the ground
And there he laid till the brink of day
And made not a single sound

Annie's come, a-wandering
With a tablet under her arm
And she's come to her true loves shight
And there she began to charm
She carmed the fish all out of the sea
The birds out of their nest
She is charmed her true love out his grave
Till he could no longer rest

Would you go to the rolling of the stones
The bouncing of the bones
Or will you go and see pretty Annie
Dancing among them all