Tag: unreleased track

“The Leaving of Liverpool” from Assassin’s Creed Rogue (Lyrics from World Music)

Farewell to you, my own true love
I am going far away
I am bound for California
And I know that I’ll return some day.

So fare thee well, my own true love
And when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee.

And the sun is on the harbor now
And I wish I could remain
But now I know it will be some long time
Before I see you again.

So fare thee well, my own true love
And when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee.

So farewell to you, my own true love
I am going far away
I am bound for California
And I know that I’ll return some day.

So fare thee well, my own true love
And when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee.

Once more!

So fare thee well, my own true love
And when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee.

“Young Edwin in the Lowlands Low” (Lyrics from Mainly Norfolk)

Come all you wild young people and listen to my song:
Which I unfold concerning gold that guides so many wrong.
Young Emma was a servant maid, she loved a sailor bold
He ploughed the main much gold to gain for his love so we’ve been told.

He ploughed the main for seven years and then he returned home,
As soon as he set foot on shore unto his love did go.
He went unto Young Emma’s house his gold all for the show,
That he has gained upon the main all in the lowlands low.

‘My father keeps a public house down by the side of the sea.
You go there and stay the night, and there you wait for me.
I’ll meet you in the morning, but don’t let my parents know
That your name it is Young Edwin that ploughed the lowlands low.’

Young Edwin he sat drinking till time to go to bed,
He little thought a sword that night would part his body and head.
And Edwin he got into bed and scarcely was asleep
When Emma’s cruel parents soft into his room did creep.

They stabbed him, dragged him out of bed, and to the sea did go,
They sent his body floating down to the lowlands low.
As Emma she laid sleeping, she had a dreadful dream,
She dreamed she saw Young Edwin’s blood, flowing like a stream.

‘Father, where’s the stranger come here last night to stay?’
‘Oh, he is dead, no tales can tell,’ her father he did say.
‘Then father, cruel father, you will die a public show
For murdering my Edwin who ploughed the lowlands low.’

Note: “Edwin” is interchangeable with Edward or Edmund in this song (the game does not have either versions, however.)