Are You Going To Leave Me?
Isobel Campbell Lyrics


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Are you going to leave me, love
Are you going to leave me
Would you give up your own love true
To go with a girl you never knew

My true love stands in the bower door
Combing down his yellow hair
His bonnie face I like to see
I wonder if my love thinks of me

When I wore my apron low
Couldn't keep you from my door
But now my apron's to my shin
You pass me by and won't come in

I wish my baby - it was born
Smiling on his daddy's knee
And I a poor girl - dead and gone
And the green grass growing over me

Now there's a bird in your church yard
They say he's blind and cannot see
I wish it had been the same with me
Before I kept your company

I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain
I wish I was a maid again
But a maid again I will never be
Since that young man lay still with me

Are you going to leave me, love
Are you going to leave me




Would you give up your own love true
To go with a girl you never knew

Overall Meaning

The song Are You Going To Leave Me? by Isobel Campbell narrates the fear of abandonment and the pain of unrequited love. The song is a slow and melancholic ballad which is steeped in traditional Celtic folk music. The lyrics are deeply emotional and speak of a love that is unattainable and perhaps even destructive. The repetition of the question "Are you going to leave me?" speaks of the singer's insecurity and the desperate need to know whether she will be abandoned. The line "Would you give up your own love true to go with a girl you never knew" is deeply sad and shows the singer's realization that she is not the center of her lover's life.


Line by Line Meaning

Are you going to leave me, love
Asking if you will abandon me, my love


Are you going to leave me
Repeating the same question, seeking assurance


Would you give up your own love true
Asking if you would forsake your genuine love


To go with a girl you never knew
To abandon me for someone unfamiliar to you


My true love stands in the bower door
My beloved stands by the arbor's entrance


Combing down his yellow hair
Carefully tidying his blonde locks


His bonnie face I like to see
I enjoy gazing at his handsome countenance


I wonder if my love thinks of me
Curious if he is thinking about me


When I wore my apron low
In the past, when my apron length was different


Couldn't keep you from my door
You would visit me incessantly


But now my apron's to my shin
Nowadays, it's below my knees


You pass me by and won't come in
You disregard me and do not visit me anymore


I wish my baby - it was born
I wish our child had been born already


Smiling on his daddy's knee
Joyfully sitting on his father's lap


And I a poor girl - dead and gone
I would be a deceased, impoverished girl


And the green grass growing over me
With grass growing over my grave


Now there's a bird in your church yard
There is a bird at the cemetery


They say he's blind and cannot see
It's rumored that the bird is viually impaired


I wish it had been the same with me
I wish I had not seen the troubled times in life


Before I kept your company
Prior to when we were together


I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain
I hope for a different outcome, but it will not happen


I wish I was a maid again
I wish I could return to my former life as a maiden


But a maid again I will never be
But it's impossible for me to be a maiden again


Since that young man lay still with me
Because that young man shared a bed with me and we were intimate




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