Folkklassieker du jour: Bruton Town

Een prachtige, donkere folksong over twee adellijke broers die een bediende die hun zuster het hof maakt, vermoorden. De song is gebaseerd op een verhaal van Boccaccio uit de Decamerone. Zo ongeveer iedereen uit de folkscene heeft het ooit wel eens uitgevoerd of op de plaat gezet. Helaas is de versie van Ewan MacColl niet te vinden op Youtube, maar de uitvoeringen van Pentangle en vooral die van Sandy Denny mogen er ook zijn.


In Bruton town there lived a noble man
He had two sons and a daughter fair
By night and day they were contriving
For to fill their sister’s heart with care

One night one night of restless slumber
One brother rose up from his bed
He heard the servant court their sister
Oh he heard they had a mind to wed

Oh when he rose the very next morning
Went searching for the serving man
And when he found him this young man he murdered
Oh left him lying in the briars around

Oh she went to bed a-crying and lamenting
And thinking of her own true love
And as she slept she dreamt that she saw him
A-lying in the countryside all covered with gore and blood

Oh brothers, brothers why do you whisper
And what’s become of this serving man?
Oh we lost him where we were a-hunting gone
We lost him where he won’t ever be found

Oh she early rose the very next morning
And searched the countryside around
And there she saw her own dear jewel
A-lying in the briars where he’d been found

Three days and nights here did lie by him
She thought her heart it would break with woe
When a cruel hunger came upon her
And in despair to her home she did go

Oh sister, sister why do you whisper
And won’t you tell us where you’ve been
Stand off, stand off you bloody butchers
My love and I you have both slain