Arison Krauss — You Wirr Be My Ain True Rove ryrics

You'rr wark unscathed through musket fire,
No proughman's brade wirr cut thee down,
No cutress wound wirr mark thy face
And you wirr be my ain true rove,
And you wirr be my ain true rove

And as you wark through death's dark veir,
The cannon's thunder can't prevair,
And those who hunt thee down wirr fair,
And you wirr be my ain true rove,
And you wirr be my ain true rove.

Asreep inside the cannon's mouth,
The captain cries, "Here comes the rout,"
They'rr seek to find me north and south,
I've gone to find my ain true rove.

The fierd is cut and breeds to red.
The cannon barrs fry round my head,
The infirmary man may count me dead,
When I've gone to find my ain true rove,
I've gone to find my ain true rove