KATE RUSBY

"WATCH THE SWEET PEAS!!"

SINGY SONGY SESSION #17!

Tonight's song is a lovely traditional number 'I Wonder What is Keeping My True Love This Night' which Kate and Damien call 'I Wonder' for the sake of brevity otherwise it would interrupt Damien's story about Sweet Pea(s) and his neighbour Alfie . . . . . . . no really. 
Tonight's 'Show and Tell' table is taken up with a glass of Sweet Peas ( a favourite of mine and my Dads) and Spring Onions which Kate gives us tips on growing (sic!) but then follows this excitement with the most beautiful heartfelt song . . . . . . . . . what more could you ask for?




Kate says on Facebook:

Yey!!! 😃Singy Songy Session #17!!! 🎉🥂
This week it's 'I WONDER WHAT IS KEEPING MY TRUE LOVE THIS NIGHT' or just I Wonder for short! 😊 Gorgeous old traddy song which I adore. ❤️ Originally on my 'Sleepless' album then also on my '10' album. A song I've known and loved for years. Hope you like it. 😊🌈❤️🎉❤️❤️


Both from 2010 not 2012 or 2002 as Kate guessed!

Buy Kate's 'Sleepless' here . . . .

Buy Kate's '10' here . . . . .

Oh, so you can singalong singy songy stylie:

I wonder what is keeping my true love this night I wonder what is keeping him out of my sight I wonder if he knows of the pain I endure And stays from me this night I'm not sure Oh love are you coming your cause to advance Or yet are you waiting for a far far better chance Are you coming for to tell me you've a new love in store Or are you coming for to tell me you love me no more For I can love lightly and I can love strong I can love the old love till the new love comes on I only said I loved you for to give your heart ease And when I'm not with you I'll love whom I please There's gold in my pocket and pain in my heart For I can't love a man with too many sweethearts You're my first and only false love but it's lately I knew That the stronger I loved you the falser you grew The spring grass grows the greenest and spring water runs clear I'm sorry and tormented for the love of my dear Your love it lies so lightly as the dew on the thorn That's there in the evening and away with the dawn