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2) a Korean artist
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1) Sam Lee is a folk-singer, song-collector, promoter, radio host, TV personality, teacher and owner of a restless mind luckily powered with generous supplies of optimistic energy.
He's a natural singer but the practice was new to him until his first encounter with folk-song some six years ago, an epiphany that compelled him to abandon his work as a visual artist, teacher of wilderness survival and part-time burlesque dancer and go in search of the last custodians of the living traditions, the Gypsy Traveller community.
He spent a four-year apprenticeship under the legendary, late Scottish Traveller Stanley Robertson - last of the great ballad singers - becoming the musical 'next of kin' to Stanley's vast repertoire of songs which, with his band, he interprets using unconventional instrumentation and arrangements, challenging preconceptions of what 'traditional folk' should sound like.
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2) Sam Lee is a Korean artist
3) Sam Lee is a Taiwanese artist
The Devil & The Huntsman
Sam Lee Lyrics
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What does ail my Lord, my dearie?
Oh, brother dear, let my bed be made
For I feel the gripe of the woody nightshade
Men need a man would die as soon
Out of the light of a mage's moon
But it's not by bone, but yet by blade
And it's not my fire, but was forged in flame
Can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain
This young man he died fair soon
By the light of a hunter'e moon
'Twas not by bone, nor yet by blade
Of the berries of the woody nightshade
Oh Father dear lie and be safe
From the path that the devil made
The Devil & The Huntsman is a haunting and atmospheric song written by Sam Lee. It tells the tale of a young man who has returned from hunting, but is suffering from the poisonous effects of the woody nightshade. His brother tends to him, but there is little he can do as the poison takes hold. The young man knows that he is doomed, and speaks of the power of magic to challenge even the strongest of men. He speaks of the need for a magical fire that can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain, but knows that only death will free him from the curse that has befallen him.
The lyrics of The Devil & The Huntsman are full of dark and mystical imagery. They suggest that there are forces in the world that are beyond human understanding, and that it is often impossible to fight against them. The song creates a sense of foreboding and danger, as if the devil himself is watching over the huntsman, waiting for his moment to strike. The haunting melody and Sam Lee's mournful vocals add to the sense of tragedy and loss that permeates the song.
Line by Line Meaning
Young man came from hunting faint, tired and weary
A young man returned from hunting, exhausted and weak.
What does ail my Lord, my dearie?
The young man asks his brother what is wrong with him.
Oh, brother dear, let my bed be made
For I feel the gripe of the woody nightshade
The young man asks his brother to prepare a bed for him because he feels the effects of the poisonous woody nightshade plant.
Men need a man would die as soon
Out of the light of a mage's moon
A man needs a brother who would die for him in the light of a powerful moon.
But it's not by bone, but yet by blade
Can break the magic that the devil made
The devil's magic cannot be broken by physical strength alone.
And it's not my fire, but was forged in flame
Can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain
Fire cannot heal the emotional pain of a hunter.
This young man he died fair soon
By the light of a hunter'e moon
'Twas not by bone, nor yet by blade
Of the berries of the woody nightshade
The young man died quickly in the light of the moon, not from physical harm but from the poisonous berries he ingested.
Oh Father dear lie and be safe
From the path that the devil made
The singer urges his father to stay safe and avoid the devil's influence.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: DANIEL PEMBERTON, SAMUEL LESLIE LEE
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@crave6931
Young man came from hunting faint, tired and weary
What does ail my Lord, my dearie?
Oh, brother dear, let my bed be made
For I feel the gripe of the woody nightshade
Men need a man would die as soon
Out of the light of a mage's moon
But it's not by bone, but yet by blade
Can break the magic that the devil made
And it's not my fire, but was forged in flame
Can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain
This young man he died fair soon
By the light of a hunter'e moon
'Twas not by bone, nor yet by blade
Of the berries of the woody nightshade
Oh Father dear lie and be safe
From the path that the devil made
Here you go☺️
@Lady_Deadpool
👉 LYRICS for 'The Devil and The Huntsman' aka 'The Wild, Wild Berry' 👈
Young man came from hunting faint and weary
"What does ail my lord, my dearie?"
"Oh brother dear, let my bed be made
For I feel the gripe of the woody nightshade"
Many a man would die as soon
Out of the light of a mage's moon
'Twas not by bolt, but yet by blade
Can break the magic that the devil made
'Twas not by fire, but was forged in flame
That can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain
This young man he died fair soon
By the light of the hunters' moon
'Twas not by bolt, nor yet by blade
[But] of the berries of the woody nightshade
"Oh father dear lie here be safe (?)
From the path that the devil made"
I can't find 'The Devil and The Huntsman' lyrics anywhere so I'm going from what I think it sounds like to me on this video. If anyone finds the lyrics or think it says something else please let me know. The line with (?) is the only one I'm having doubts with.
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Song Info:
The original song, 'The Wild, Wild Berry' is possibly based on a Anglo-Scottish border ballad, 'Lord Randall' and tells the tale of Lord Randall returning home to his mother after visiting his lover. Through the mother's inquiry, it is gradually revealed that the Lord has been poisoned by his lover. 'The Devil and The Huntsman' by Sam Lee and Daniel Pemberton is based on Ray Driscoll of Dulwich, London version of 'Lord Randall' and is called 'The Wild, Wild Berry'.
Other Notes:
Printed in English Dance and Song, vol. 56 no. 3, Autumn 1994. Ray Driscoll was born in Ireland in 1922, but grew up in London. He learned 'The Wild, Wild Berry' and its unusual tune while living in Shropshire, from an itinerant farm worker called Harry Civil, who used to work on a nearby farm and slept in the barn. Harry was infamous in the locality and was thrown out of pubs on more than one occasion. 😊
Ray Driscoll's 'The Wild, Wild Berry'
Young man come from hunting, faint and weary
"What doth ail my lord, my dearie?"
"Oh mother dear, let my bed be made
For I feel the gripe of the woody nightshade."
Lie low, sweet Randal
Now all you young wains that do eat full well
And they that sup right merry
'Tis better, I entreat, to have toads for your meat
Than to eat of the wild, wild berry.
This young man, he died eftsoon
By the light of a hunter's moon
'Twas not by bolt, nor yet by blade,
But the deathly gripe of the deadly nightshade.
Lie low, sweet Randal
Now all you young men that do eat full well
And they that sup right merry
'Tis better, I entreat, to have toads for your meat
Than to eat of the wild, wild berry.
This lord's false love, they hanged her high
For her deeds were the cause of her love to die
And within her locks, they entwined a braid
Of the leaves and berry of the deadly nightshade.
Lie low, sweet Randal
Now all you young men that do eat full well
And they that sup right merry
'Tis better, I entreat, to have toads for your meat
Than to eat of the wild, wild berry.
*Thanks to Vyn Cent in the replies below for the info about Ray Driscoll. For more info click on the link in his comment*
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@Seathros2508
Lyrics
Young man came from hunting faint, tired and weary
What does ail my Lord, my dearie?
Oh, brother dear, let my bed be made
For I feel the gripe of the woody nightshade
Men need a man would die as soon
Out of the light of a mage's moon
But it's not by bone, but yet by blade
Can break the magic that the devil made
And it's not my fire, but was forged in flame
Can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain
This young man he died fair soon
By the light of a hunter'e moon
'Twas not by bone, nor yet by blade
Of the berries of the woody nightshade
Oh Father dear lie and be safe
From the path that the devil made.
@nadiaacosta7932
The Devil & The Huntsman
Young man came from hunting faint, tired and weary
What does ail my Lord, my dearie?
Oh, brother dear, let my bed be made
For I feel the gripe of the woody nightshade
Men need a man would die as soon
Out of the light of a mage's moon
But it's not by bone, but yet by blade
Can break the magic that the devil made
And it's not my fire, but was forged in flame
Can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain
This young man he died fair soon
By the light of a hunter'e moon
'Twas not by bone, nor yet by blade
Of the berries of the woody nightshade
Oh Father dear lie and be safe
From the path that the devil made
Compositores: Daniel Pemberton / Samuel Leslie Lee
Letra de The Devil & The Huntsman © Peermusic Publishing
@redeyecat
I can't believe there is a whole community of people that loves this movie as much as I do <3
@ChuckOso4483
It's one of my fall back movies. Never disappoints. Every time I watch it, the intro scene gives me goosebumps.
@jayjayndebele3686
And the hobbit
@kimmieh8419
@@ChuckOso4483 YES!!! I absolutely love Eric Bana too so that helps! 😍 I love the whole cast actually. It was pretty cool seeing Petyr Baelish alive! 🤣😂 But in all seriousness, I saw a lot of my fav actors and I found a few new fav from this movie. I will watch it every time it’s on.
@T-ShawnLewis
@@jayjayndebele3686 yes fr the hobbit 💯🤝🏾🔥
@ahmadjafar1985
Agreed
@matshito4890
This song changes you. I had depression once, now I am the depression
@thejesterslab
Dude same
@ryleydd422
oh shit
@comradeacerbus6397
Holy tits, that's edgy