THE DAEMON LOVER (Scottish Sea Shanty) - Harp Twins, Camille and Kennerly
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From our NEW Celtic, Classical, Sacred, and Original album, Harp Reflections - out worldwide now! Stream, download, or get an autographed CD: https://smarturl.it/HarpReflections​

"The Daemon Lover" is an old Celtic Scottish Sea Shanty that many people call “House Carpenter”. It is a jaunty yet haunting Scottish tale about love, lust, and loss. Like so many fables and folktales, this song is a cautionary story about succumbing to the glamour and romance of darkness. We knew we wanted to include a Scottish song in our new Harp Reflections album because while working on the album, we found out a new bit of our ancestry that had been lost to time. Our Aunt was recently doing ancestry research found that we had a line going directly back to Scotland! It seems that our Norwegian family tried to hide this Scottish heritage. Lol, x2 Our grandma’s great-grandfather was Charles Muir Campbell. Our aunt found copious amounts of history about Charles, including his own Wikipedia article, which had information about his personal friendship with Abraham Lincoln.

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“The Daemon Lover” arranged for harps and vocals by Camille and Kennerly
Music Produced by Camille and Kennerly
Music Mixed and Mastered by Kevin Bartlett
Video Concept by Camille and Kennerly
Video filmed by Diane Carlson (our mom) on an iPhone
Video Edited by Camille and Kennerly
Costuming by Camille and Kennerly
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Lyrics:
Well met, well met, my own true love
Well met, well met, cried he
I've just returned from the salt, salt sea
And it's all for the love of thee

I could have married the king's daughter, dear
She would have married me
But I have refused the crown of gold
And it's all for the sake of thee

If you could have married the king's daughter, dear
I'm sure you are to blame
For I am married to my house carpenter
And he is a fine young man

If you forsake your house carpenter
And come away with me
I'll take you to where the grass grows green
On the banks of the sweet Willie

If I forsake my house carpenter
And come away with thee
What have you got to maintain me upon
And keep me from slavery?

I have six ships sailing on the salt sea
A-sailing from dry land
And a hundred and twenty jolly young men
Shall be at thy command

She picked up her poor wee babe
And kisses gave him three
Saying stay right here with my house carpenter
And keep him good company

They had not been at sea two weeks
I'm sure it was not three
When this poor maid began to weep
And she wept most bitterly

O do you weep for your gold, he said
Your house, your land, or your store?
Or do you weep for your house carpenter
Who you never shall see anymore?

I do not weep for my gold, she said
My house, my land, or my store
But I do weep for my poor wee babe
That I never shall see anymore

They had not been at sea three weeks
I'm sure it was not four
When in their ship there sprang a leak
And she sank to rise no more

What hills, what hills are those, my love
That are so bright and free?
Those are the hills of Heaven, my love
But they’re not for you and me

What hills, what hills, are those, my love
That are so dark and low?
Those are the hills of Hell, my love
Where you and I must go