Jolene [Medieval Style Cover] lyrics

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I beg of thee, pray take not my lord

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I fear, from thee, ’twould take naught but a word

Thy beauty is beyond compare

With flaming locks of auburn hair

With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green

Thy smile is like a breath of Spring

Thy voice is soft like Summer rain

And I cannot compete with thee

Jolene

He talketh of thee in his sleep

And alas, I cannot keep

From weeping when I hear thy name

Jolene

Although it is so plain to see

How little he doth mean to thee

My love for him is boundless as the sea

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I beg of thee, oh please take not my lord

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I fear, from you, ’twould take naught but a word

Thou couldst have thy choice of men

But I could never love again

He is the only one for me

Jolene

I would risk both life and limb

To spend my only days with him

My happiness is at thy whim,

Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I beg of thee, pray take not my lord

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I fear, from thee, ’twould take naught but a word