After learning to play the guitar, the fiddle, and the piano, as well as to sing, Rusby played at many local folk festivals as a child and adolescent. She came to wider attention through her duets with her friend and fellow Barnsley folk singer Kathryn Roberts on the 1995 album Kate Rusby & Kathryn Roberts.
At about this time she joined, and became the lead vocalist of, the all-female Celtic folk band The Poozies. This led to her becoming a founding member of the group Equation, which included Kathryn Roberts and Seth Lakeman. Rusby left Equation (being replaced by Cara Dillon) to follow a more traditional direction and, in 1997, released her debut solo album Hourglass produced by Scottish fiddler John McCusker (to whom Rusby was married for some time).
In 1999 Rusby recorded Sleepless which earned her a Mercury Music Prize nomination and the BBC Folk Award for Best Album and Best Folk Singer.
Rusby continues to release albums mixing traditional and self-penned songs on her own Pure Records, winning fans as diverse as Graham Coxon (who provided the illustration for her album The Girl Who Couldn't Fly) and collaborator Ronan Keating.
2008 saw the release of Sweet Bells, an album of traditional Christmas songs interpreted by Rusby.
In 2010, Rusby released the album Make the Light, a collection of self-penned songs, and in 2011 issued a second collection of Christmas songs titled While Mortals Sleep.
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Merry Green Broom
Kate Rusby Lyrics
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Five hundred pounds to your ten
A maid you will go to the merry green broom
And a maid you'll no longer return-o
A wager, a wager with you kind sir
Five hundred pounds to my ten
A maid I will go to the merry green broom
The maiden she sat in her bower alone
She is in torment and strife
If I don't go to the Broomfield this night
My love he won't make me his wife-o
So up and she goes on her good white steed
Away for her young man to meet
She found him lain there and all fast asleep
With a blood red rose at his feet-o
She's kissed him twice on cheek and on chin
Then over his body did lean
There she did place five rings on his chest
Just so he would know she had been-o
Then off through the woods the young maid did go
Just when her love did arise
He saw the five rings laid there on his chest
On his face was nought but surprise-o
A wager with you my pretty fair maid
Five hundred pounds to your ten
A maid you will go to the merry green broom
And a maid you'll no longer return-o
A wager, a wager with you kind sir
Five hundred pounds to my ten
A maid I will go to the merry green broom
And a maid I will boldly return-o
The song "Merry Green Broom" by Kate Rusby tells the story of a maiden who accepts a wager with a kind sir. The wager is for five hundred pounds, and the maiden must go to the merry green broom as a maid and not return as a maid. The maiden agrees and sets out to the Broomfield to complete the wager. She's tormented at the thought of not being able to marry her love if she fails to complete the wager successfully.
The maiden goes to meet her young man on her good white steed, finding him asleep with a blood-red rose at his feet. She kisses him on cheek and on chin and puts five rings on his chest so that he would know she had been there. The young maid then runs off through the woods, and when her love wakes up, he sees the five rings on his chest and feels nothing but surprise.
Line by Line Meaning
A wager with you my pretty fair maid
I propose a bet to you, my lovely lady
Five hundred pounds to your ten
I will offer you five hundred pounds if you can go to Merry Green Broom and not return as a maid
A maid you will go to the merry green broom
You will leave as a maiden and go to Merry Green Broom
And a maid you'll no longer return-o
And you will not return as a maiden
A wager, a wager with you kind sir
I accept your bet, kind sir
Five hundred pounds to my ten
I will take your offer and bet ten pounds that I will go to Merry Green Broom and come back as a maiden
A maid I will go to the merry green broom
I will leave as a maiden and go to Merry Green Broom
And a maid I will boldly return-o
And I will return as a maiden, triumphantly
The maiden she sat in her bower alone
The young lady sat alone in her room
She is in torment and strife
She is distressed and anxious
If I don't go to the Broomfield this night
If I don't go to Merry Green Broom tonight
My love he won't make me his wife-o
My lover won't marry me
So up and she goes on her good white steed
She rides her white horse and sets off
Away for her young man to meet
To meet her young man
She found him lain there and all fast asleep
She found him sleeping there
With a blood red rose at his feet-o
There was a blood red rose at his feet
She's kissed him twice on cheek and on chin
She kissed him on both his cheek and chin
Then over his body did lean
She leaned over his body
There she did place five rings on his chest
She put five rings on his chest
Just so he would know she had been-o
So he would know she was there
Then off through the woods the young maid did go
Then the young lady went through the woods
Just when her love did arise
Just when her lover woke up
He saw the five rings laid there on his chest
He saw the five rings on his chest
On his face was nought but surprise-o
He was only surprised
Contributed by Sophia O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
carole7777
A variant of "The Broomfield Hill," "The Merry Green Broom" is a retelling of the very popular and ancient British tale of the crafty young maid who outwits her over-enthusiastic suitor. The maid uses the magical herb broom to put the amorous knight to sleep--thus saving her virginity and winning five hundred pounds all in one day. The ballad is thought to have been handed down from mother to daughter in hopes of teaching young women how to deal cleverly while in difficult situations with men.
kiwicowgirl95
Has to be one of the prettiest songs to ever touch the earth!!! =)
Becky Pratt
I just burst into tears listening to this. I grew up on kate's songs and now I'm living on my own in a city she always reminds me of summer evenings back home in the country
Colin Hugh Abbott
Jeez! It's bloody hard for us blokes ... and all we really wanna do is "get our leg over" ... anyway ... best wishes from Big Hugh of Mundlimup ... in wonderful Western Australia ... it's not fair ... is it? Cheers!