Would there were someone
To bring me cool water
Sweet Adam's ale,
From the ford near to hand.
Verse 2
Would there a priest
Who could pray me to Heaven
And tell me milady
Is safely away.
Chorus 1
Fly Lady fly
To Castle Caernarvon
Where the Welsh archers bide
And thy kin still be strong
Fly Lady fly
For the storm's close upon ye
Think well of the laddie
Whose life bought ye time
Verse 3
My faithful war stallion
Stands o'er me protective
To keep away ravens
And Saracen thieves
Verse 4
No more to go hunting
Or charge into battle
The service he renders
The last that I need
Chorus 1
Fly Lady fly
To Castle Caernarvon
Where the Welsh archers bide
And thy kin still be strong
Fly Lady fly
For the storm's close upon ye
Think well of the laddie
Whose life bought ye time
Verse 5
Would there were someone
To bring me cool water
Sweet Adam's ale,
From the ford near to hand.