Go From My Window - Shirley & Dolly Collins

Go from my window, my love, my dove

Go from my window, my dear

For the wind is in the West and the cuckoo’s in his nest

And you can’t have a lodging here

Go from my window, my love, my dove

Go from my window, my dear

Oh, the weather it is warm, it will never do thee harm

And you can’t have a lodging here

Go from my window, my love, my dove

Go from my window, my dear

For the wind is blowing high and the ship is lying by

And you can’t have a harbouring here

Go from my window, my love, my dove

Go from my window, my dear

The wind and the rain have brought him back again

But he can’t have a harbouring here

Go from my window, my love, my dove

Go from my window, my dear

Oh, the devil’s in the man that he will not understand

He can’t have a harbouring here