I Am Stretched On Your Grave - Kate Rusby

I am stretched on your grave

And I'll lie here forever

If your hands were in mine

I'd be sure they would not sever

My apple tree my brightness

It's time we were together

For I smell of the earth

And I'm worn by the weather

When my family think

That I am safely in my bed

Oh from morn' until night

I am stretched at your head

Calling out unto the earth

With tears hot and wild

For the loss of a girl

That I loved as a child

Do you remember the night

Oh the night when we were lost

In the shade of the black-thorn

And the touch of the frost

Oh and thanks be to Jesus

We did all that was right

And your maidenhead still

Is your pillar of light

Oh the priests and the friars

They approach me in dread

Oh for I love of you still

Oh my life and you're dead

I still will be your shelter

Through rain and through storm

And with you in your cold grave

I can not sleep warm

So I am stretched on your grave

And I'll lie here forever

If your hands were in mine

I'd be sure they would not sever

My apple tree my brightness

It's time we were together

For I smell of the earth

And I'm worn by the weather