Celtic Symphony 

It was far across the sea, when the devil got a hold of me 
He wouldn't set me free, so he kept me soul for ransom 
na na na na na...

I'm a sailor man from Glasgow town, 
I've sailed this world around and round 
He's the meanest thing that I have found 
In all me days of wandering 
na na na na na...

Here we go again, we're on the road again. 
We're on the road again, we're on the way to paradise.
We love the jungle deep, that's where the lion sleeps 
For then those evil eyes, they have no place in paradise 
Graffiti on the walls, just as the sun was going down 
I see graffiti on the walls - for the Celts! for the Celts! 
Graffiti on the walls says we're magic, we're magic, 
Graffiti on the wall...

It says oh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA. 

we went thru each jungle deep 
for the paradise that we did seek 
twas no trip for the weak 
we're waltzing with the natives.

Around in circles every way, 
He turned to me and he did say,
"I think you're leading me astray,
I want your soul, me boyo!"
na na na na na... 

Here we go again, we're on the road again. 
We're on the road again, we're on the way to paradise.
We love the jungle deep, that's where the lion sleeps 
For then those evil eyes, they have no place in paradise.

Graffiti on the walls, just as the sun was going down 
I see graffiti on the walls - for the Celts! for the Celts! 
Graffiti on the walls says we're magic, we're magic, 
Graffiti on the wall...

It says oh ah up the 'RA, say ooh ah up the 'RA. 


   COME OUT YE BLACK AND TANS 
midi

   I was born in a Dublin Street where the Loyal drums did beat
   And those loving English feet they walked all over us
   And every single night when Da would come home tight
   He'd invite the neighbours o'er with this chorus-

   (Chorus)
   Come out ye black and tans
   Come out and fight me like a man
   Show your wife how you won those medals down in Flanders
   Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
   From the green and lovely lanes of Killeshandra

   Come let us hear you tell how you slandered the great Parnell
   When you thought him well and truly persecuted
   Where are the sneers and jeers that you loudly let us hear
   When our leaders of 1916 were executed

   (Chorus repeat) 

   Come tell us how you slew them old Arabs two by two
   Like the Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows
   How bravely you faced one with your 16 pounder gun
   And you frightened them damn niggers to the marrow

   (Chorus repeat)

   Now the time is coming fast and I think them days are here
   When each English shawneen he'll run before us
   And if there'll be a need our kids will say God speed
   With a verse or two of singing this chorus -

   (Chorus repeat)

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COME ALL YE TRAMPS AND HAWKERS
Traditional

Oh come all ye tramps and hawkers lads ye gatherers oblaw
That tramps the country round and round come listen one and all
I'll tell to you a rovin' tale of sights that I have seen
It's far into the snowy north and south by Gretna Green

Oftimes I've laughed unto mysel' when trudgin' on the road
My toerags round my blistered feet, my face as broon 's a toad
Wi' lumps o' cake and tatties scones, wi' whangs o' braxie ham
Nae gi'en a thocht tae whaur I've been an' less tae whaur I'm gan

I've done my share o' humpin' wi' the dockers on the Clyde
I've helpit Buckie trawlers haul their herrin's over the side
I've helped tae build yon michty bridge that spns the busy Forth
Wi' mony an Angus farmer, I've ploo'ed the bonnie earth

I'm happy in the summer time beneath the bricht blue sky
No thinkin' in the mornin' whaur at nicht I'm ga'e tae lie
In barn or byre or anywhere, dossin' oot among the hay
An' if the weather treats me right I'm happy I'm happy every day


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COME BACK PADDY REILLY 
(By Percy French) 

The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say 
But I know the lie of it still; 
Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea 
And stop when halfway to Cootehill. 
'Tis there I will find it, 
I know sure enough 
When fortune has come to me call, 
Oh the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff 
And the blue sky is over it all. 
And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff 
Are whispering over the sea, 
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff 
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me". 

My mother once told me that when I was born 
The day that I first saw the light, 
I looked down the street on that very first morn 
And gave a great crow of delight. 
Now most newborn babies appear in a huff, 
And start with a sorrowful squall, 
But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff 
And that's why I smiled on them all. 
The baby's a man, now he's toil-worn and tough 
Still, whispers come over the sea, 
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff 
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me". 

The night that we danced by the light of the moon, 
Wid Phil to the fore wid his flute, 
When Phil threw his lip over "Come Again Soon", 
He's dance the foot out o' yer boot! 
The day that I took long Magee by the scruff 
For slanderin' Rosie Kilrain, 
Then, marchin' him straight out of Ballyjamesduff, 
Assisted him into a drain. 
Oh, sweet are the dreams, as the dudeen I puff, 
Of whisperings over the sea, 
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff 
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me". 

I've loved the young women of every land, 
That always came easy to me; 
Just barrin' the belles of the Black-a-moor brand 
And the chocolate shapes of Feegee. 
But that sort of love is a moonshiny stuff, 
And never will addle me brain, 
For the bells will be ringin' in Ballyjamesduff 
For me and me Rosie Kilrain! 
And through all their glamour, their gas and their guff 
A whisper comes over the sea, 
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff 
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me". 

Encore verse 

I've struck oil at last! 
I've struck work, and I vow 
I've struck some remarkable clothes, 
I've struck a policeman for sayin' that now, 
I'd go back to my beautiful Rose. 
The belles they may blarney, 
the boys they may bluff 
But this I will always maintain, 
No place in the world like Ballyjamesduff 
No guril (sic) like Rosie Kilrain. 
I've paid for my passage, the sea may be rough 
But borne on each breeze there will be, 
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff 
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me".

 

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COME TO THE BOWER 

Will you come to the bower o'er the free boundless ocean 
Where the stupendous waves roll in thundering motion, 
Where the mermaids are seen and the fierce tempest gathers, 
To loved Erin the green, the dear land of our fathers." 
Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the bower? 

cho: Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the bower? 

Will you come to the land of O'Neill and O'Donnell 
Of Lord Lucan of old and immortal O'Connell. 
Where Brian drove the Danes and Saint Patrick the vermin 
And whose valleys remain still most beautiful and charming? 

You can visit Benburb and the storied Blackwater, 
Where Owen Roe met Munroe and his Chieftains did slaughter 
Where the lambs skip and play on the mossy all over, 
From those bright golden views to enchanting Rostrevor. 

You can see Dublin city, and the fine groves of Blarney 
The Bann, Boyne, and Liffey and the Lakes of Killarney, 
You may ride on the tide on the broad majestic Shannon 
You may sail round Loch Neagh and see storied Dungannon. 

You can visit New Ross, gallant Wexford, and Gorey, 
Where the green was last seen by proud Saxon and Tory, 
Where the soil is sanctified by the blood of each true man 
Where they died satisfied that their enemies they would not run 
from. 

Will you come and awake our lost land from its slumber 
And her fetters we'll break, links that long are encumbered. 
And the air will resound with hosannahs to greet you 
On the shore will be found gallant Irishmen to greet you. 


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CLARE'S DRAGOONS 

When, on Ramillies' bloody field, 
The baffled French were forced to yield, 
The victor Saxon backward reeled 
Before the charge of Clare's dragoons. 
The flags we conquered in that fray, 
Look lone in Ypres' choir, they say, 
We'll win them company today, 
Or bravely die like CIare's dragoons. 

Viva la, for Ireland's wrong! 
Viva la, for Ireland's right! 
Viva la, in battle throng, 
For a Spanish steed and sabre bright! 

Another Clare is here to lead, 
The worthy son of such a breed 
The French expect some famous deed, 
When Clare leads on his bold dragoons. 
Our colonel comes from Brian's race, 
His wounds are in his breast and face, 
The bearna baoghil is still his place, 
The foremost of his bold dragoon, 

Viva la, the new brigade! 
Viva la, the old one too! 
Viva la, the rose shall fade 
And the shamrock shine forever new! 

Oh! comrades, think how Ireland pines, 
Her exiled lords, her rifled shrines, 
Her dearest hope, the ordered lines, 
And bursting charge of Clare's dragoons. 
Then fling your green flag to the sky, 
Be "Limerick!" your battle-cry,, 
And charge, till blood floats fetlock-high 
Around the track of Clare's dragoons. 

Viva la, the new brigade! 
Viva la, the old one too! 
Viva la, the rose shall fade 
And the shamrock shine forever new! 
 

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Catch Me If You Can

I'm a Podcheen, come to the Wadjeen
I got money, and acres of land
I'm looking for a honey, with a bit of money
Catch me if you can, me name is Dan, Sure I'm your man

I like the Cailla, and the Stack of Barley
I like the Waltzes, the Jigs and the Reels
I like swinging, when Big Tom is singing
Catch me if you can, me name is Dan, Sure I'm your man

Chorus
And I'm off to Lisdoonvarna at the end of the year
I'm off for the bit of crack, the women and the beer
I'm awful shifty, for a man of fifty
Catch me if you can, me name is Dan, Sure I'm your man

I've got a brother, he's in the Garvey
I've got an uncle, he's up there in the Dail
He's quite a charmer, he's a mighty farmer
Catch me if you can, me name is Dan, Sure I'm your man

Now to conclude and, finish my story
If there's a young one, looking for a man
Take the bus from Banath, down to Lisdoonvarna
Catch me if you can, me name is Dan, Sure I'm your man

And I'm off to Lisdoonvarna at the end of the year
I'm off for the bit of crack, the women and the beer
I'm awful shifty, for a man of fifty
Catch me if you can, me name is Dan, Sure I'm your man

I'm awful shifty, for a man of fifty
Catch me if you can. Me name is Dan, Sure I'm your man


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CARRICKFERGUS (1)

I Wish I was in Carrickfergus, only for nights in Ballygran
I would swim over the deepest ocean, the deepest ocean for my love to find
But he sea is wide and I cannot swim over and neither have I wings to fly
If I could find me a handsome boatman to ferry me over to my love and die

My childhood days bring back sad reflections of happy times I spent so long ago
My boyhood friends and my own relations have all passed on now like melting snow
But I'll spend my days in endless roaming soft sit the grass my bed is free
Ah to be back in Carrickfergus on that long road down to the sea

And in Kilkenny it is reported there are marble stones as black as ink
With gold and silver I would support her, but I'll sing no more now till I get a drink
I'm drunk today and I'm seldom sober, a handsome rover from town to town
Ah, but I'm sick now, my days are numbered so come all ye young men and lay me down


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CARRICKFERGUS (2)

I wish I was in Carrickfergus only for nights in Ballygran
I would swim over the deepest ocean only for nights in Ballygran.
But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over, and neither have I the wings to fly
I wish I had a handsome boatman to ferry me over my love and I.

Now in Kilkenny, it is reported they have marble stones there as black as ink
With gold and silver I would support her but I'll sing no more now till I get a drink
I'm drunk today, and I'm seldom sober, a handsome rover from town to town
Ah, but I'm sick now my days are numbered come all you young men and lay me down.


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CLIFFS OF DONEEN, THE
midi

You may travel far far from your own native land
Far away o'er the mountains, far away o'er the foam
But of all the fine places that I've ever been
Sure there's none can compare with the cliffs of Doneen

Take a view o'er the mountains, fine sights you'll see there
You'll see the high rocky mountains o'er the west coast of Clare
Oh the town of Kilkee and Kilrush can be seen
From the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of Doneen

It's a nice place to be on a fine summer's day
Watching all the wild flowers that ne'er do decay
Oh the hares and lofty pheasants are plain to be seen
Making homes for their young round the cliffs of Doneen

Fare thee well to Doneen, fare thee well for a while
And to all the kind people I'm leaving behind
To the streams and the meadows where late I have been
And the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of Doneen

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COAST OF MALABAR

Far away across the ocean, underneath an Indian star
Dwells a dusky little (dark eyed lovely) maiden on the coast of Malabar
In the harbour, where we anchored, I can see her shy and sweet
With a bunch of wine-red roses and the wild waves at her feet

Chorus:
Fare thee well, my little dark eyed queen fare thee well, my Indian star
In my heart you'll live forever on the coast of Malabar

Many a happy night I spent with her, 'neath the palm trees green and tall
Many a happy night I danced with her down in yonder city hall
She would raise her misty little face and gaze across the bay
She would whisper "If you love me, why do you sail away?"

Come to me, I hear her calling across the ocean wild and far
Come to me again and love me on the coast of Malabar
And my thoughts keep ever turning to that far-off distant shore
And to that dark eyed girl who loved me, but I'll see her never more


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COMICAL GENIUS
(The Guard)

O a comical genius was thinking one day
How he'd jack up his job and receive handy pay
He did not like begging and work was too hard
So he got a bright notion to join up the guard
Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

Well he went up to Dublin, to the depot went in
Got a new suit of blue as bright as new pins
They drilt him, they drilt him, they drilt him so hard
The old sergeant proclaimed him a full fledged guard
Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

He was stationed somewhere near the town of Athy
On the roads of the district he kept a close eye
The girls they admired him as all brassers do
Fell in love with the guard and his new suit of blue
Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

Well the girls they would wink and they'd nod as he passed
O but this itchy guard had his eye on one lass
And this little colleen, she being a die-hard
She made it quite clear that she wanted no guard
Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

Well one time while on duty on a cold winter's night
Sure he caught her out cycling without any light
Where's your light, miss? says he; for an answer says she
It's next to me liver, where you'll never be
Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day


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COURTIN' IN THE KITCHEN

Come single belle and beau, unto me pay attention
Don't ever fall in love, tis the devil's own invention
For once I fell in love with a maiden so bewitchin'
Miss Henrietta Bell down in Captain Kelly's kitchen

Chorus:
With me too-rah-loo-rah-lay, me too-rah-loo-rah-laddie
With me too-rah-loo-rah-lay, me too-rah-loo-rah-laddie

At the age of seventeen I was 'prenticed to a grocer
Not far from Stephen's Green where Miss Henri used to go sir
Her manners were so fine, she set me heart a twitchin'
When she invited me to a hooley in the kitchen

Sunday being the day we were to have the flare up
I dressed meself quite gay and I frizzed an oiled me hair up
The captain had no wife and he'd gone off a fishin'
So we kicked up the highlife below the stairs in the kitchen

With me arms around her waist, she slyly hinted marriage
When to the door in haste came Captain Kelly's carriage
Her looks told me full well and they were not bewitchin'
That she wished I'd get to hell, or somewhere from the kitchen

She flew up off my knees, full five feet up or higher
And over head and heels threw me slap into the fire!
My new Repealer's coat, that I bought from Mr. Stichen
With a thirty-shilling note, went to blazes in the kitchen

I grieved to see my duds, all besmeared with smoke and ashes
When a tub of dirty suds right in my face she dashes
As I lay on the floor still the water she kept pitchin'
'Till the footman broke the door, and marched down into the kitchen

When the Captain came downstairs though he seen me situation
Despite all me prayers I was marched off to the station
For me they'd take no bail though to get home I was itchin'
And I had to tell the tale how I came in to the kitchen

I said she did invite me, but she gave a flat denial
For assault she did indite me and I was sent for trial
She swore I'd robbed her house in spite of all her screechin'
And I got six months hard for me courtin' in the kitchen


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CRACK WAS NINETY IN THE ISLE OF MAN, THE

Well, weren't we the rare oul stock spent the evening getting locked
Up in the Ace o hearts where the high stools were engaging
Over the Butt Bridge down the dock the boat she sailed at 5 o'clock
"Hurry boys, now" said Whack or before we're there we'll all be back
Carry him if you can the crack was ninety in the Isle of Man.

Before we reached the Alexander base the ding dong we surely did raise
In the bar of the ship we had great sport
As the boat she sailed out of the port
Landed up in the Douglas head enquired for a vacant bed
The dining room we soon got shown by a decent woman up the road
Lads, eat it if you can and the crack was ninety in the Isle of Man

Next morning we went for a ramble round viewed the sights of Douglas town
Then we went for a nighty session in a pub they call Dick Darbies
We must have been drunk by half past three
To sober up we went swimming in the sea
Back to the digs for the spruce up and while waitin' for the fry
We all drew up our plan
The crack was ninety in the Isle of Man.

That night we went to Texas Bar Came back down by horse
& car Met Big Jim & all went in to drink some wine in Yate's The
Liverpool Judies it was said were all to be found in the Douglas head McShane
was there in his suit & shirt Them foreign girls he was trying to flirt
Sayin "Here girls, I'm your man" & the crack was ninety in
the Isle of Man 

Whacker fancied his good looks, on an Isle of Man woman
he was struck But a Liverpool lad was by her side & he was throwin'
the jar into her Whacker thought he'd take a chance he asked the quare
one out to dance Around the floor they stepped it out And to Whack it was
no bother Everything was goin' to plan the crack was ninety in the Isle
of Man

The Isle of Man woman fancied Whack your man stood there
till his mates came back Whack! They all whacked into Whack & Whack
was whacked out on his back The police force arrived as well Banjoed a
couple of them as well Landed up in the Douglas jail Until the Dublin boat
did sail Deported every man The crack was ninety in the Isle of Man

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CREGGAN WHITE HARE, THE

In the lowland of Creggan there lives a white hare
As swift as the swallow that flies through that air
You may tramp the world over but none can compare
With the pride of low creggan white hare

One clean autumn morning as you may suppose
The red golden sun o'er the green mountain rose
Barney Conway came down and he did declare
This day I'll put an end to that bonnie white hare

He searched through the lowlands and down through the glens
And among the wild bushes where the white hare had ends
Till at last coming home o'er the heather so bare
From behind a wild thistle jumped out the white hare

Bang bang went his gun and his dog it slipped too
As swift as the wind over the green mountain flew
But the dog soon came back wich made poor Barney sigh
For henknew that the white hare dad bid him again

We're some jolly sportsmen down here from Pomeroy
From Cookstown Dungannon and likewise the Moy
With our pedigree greyhound we've travelled afar
And we've come down to Creggan in our fine motor car

Away to the lowlands there huntsmen did go
in search to the white hare they look high and low
Till at last Barney Conway on a bog bank so bare
Shouted out to these huntsmen there lies the white hare

They call up their greyhounds from off the green lea
And Barney and the huntsmen they jump4ed high with glee
For thre on the turf bank all gathered around
Seven dogs and nine men did that poor hare surround

Now wonder the white hare did tremble with fear
As she stood on her toes and would raise her big ears
But she stood on her toes and with one gallant spring
She cleared overt overt the greyhounds and broke through the ring

Well the case i went on twas beautiful view
As swift as the wind o'er the green mountains flew
But with pedigree greyhound they didn't go far
They come back and went home in their motor car

There come another man and you all know him well
His name is Pat Devlin and Bonnie black Nell
In search of the white hare he says I'll have fun
here's fifty to one that Black Nell does her turn

Five turns the hare got then from Bonnie Black Nell
and the sixth one was given around John Haughey's well
Twas there we lost sight of the white hare and the dog
And ten minutes later they come o'er the bog

Well the chase it went on it was great for to see
The white hare and the greyhound they roamed light and free
Till she travelled to Esker where she knew the land well
And to Bonnie Black Nell she soon bid farewell

And now to counclude and finish it's time
I hope you'll forgive me for singing this rhyme
If there's any amongst you in Carrick more fair
Let's drink up a health to the bonnie white hare


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Croppy boy, The (1)
midi midi

It was early, early in the spring
The birds did whistle and sweetly sing
Changing their notes from tree to tree
And the song they sang was "Ould Ireland Free"

It was early early in the night
The yeoman cavalry gave me a fright
The yeoman cavalry was my downfall
And taken was I by Lord Cornwall

'Twas in the guard-house where I was laid
And in a parlour where I was tried
My sentence passed and my courage low
When to Dungannon I was forced to go

As I was passing my father's door
My brother William stood at the door
My aged father stood at the door
And my tender mother her hair she tore

As I was going up Wexford Street
My own first cousin I chanced to meet
My own first cousin did me betray
And for one bare guinea swore my life away

As I was walking up Wexford Hill
Who could blame me to cry my fill?
I looked behind, and I looked before
But my aged mother I shall see no more

And as I mounted the platform high
My aged father was standing by
My aged father did me deny
And the name he gave me was the Croppy Boy

It was in Dungannon this young man died
And in Dungannon his body lies
And you good people that do pass by
Oh shed a tear for the Croppy Boy


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Croppy boy, The (2) 

   "Good men and true, in this house do dwell,
   to a stranger bouchal(boy) I pray you tell,
   Is the priest at home? Or may he be seen?
   I would speak a word with Father Green."

   "The Priests at home, boy, and may be seen;
   `Tis easy speaking with Father Green;
   But you must wait `till I go and see
   If the Holy Father alone may be."

   The youth has entered an empty hall-
   What a lonely sound has his light foot-fall!
   And the gloomy chamber`s chill and bare,
   With a vested priest in a lonely chair.
   The youth has knelt to tell his sins,

   "Nomine Dei", the youth begins
   At "Mea Culpa" he beats his breast,
   and in broken murmers he speaks the rest.

   "At the siege of Ross did my father fall,
   And at Gorey my loving brothers all;
   I alone am left of my name and race,
   I will go to wexford and take my place.
   I cursed three times since last Easter day-
   At Mass time once I went to play;
   I passed the churchyard one day in haste
   And forgot to pray for my mother`s rest."

   "I hear no hate against living things
   But I love my country above my king,
   Now, Father! bless me and let me go
   To die for God ordained it so."

   The priest said naught, but a rustling noise,
   Made the youth look up in wild surprise:
   The robes were off, and in scarlet there
   Say a Yeoman captain with firey glare.

   With firey glary and fury hoarse,
   Instead of a blessing he breathed a curse-
   "`Twas a good thought, boy, to come here and shrive,
   For one short hour is your time to live"

   "Upon yon river, three tenders float,
   The priest`s in one - if he isn`t shot-
   We hold this house for our Lord and King
   And, Amen, say I may all traitors swing!"

   At Geneva Barracks that young man died,
   and at Passage there have his body laid.
   Good people who live in peace and joy,
   Breath a prayer, shed a tear, for the Croppy Boy.

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CURRAGH OF KILDARE, THE

The winter it has passed
And the summer's come at last
The small birds are singing in the trees
And their little hearts are glad
Ah, but mine is very sad
Since my true love is far away from me

Chorus:
And straight I will repair
To the Curragh of Kildare
For it's there I'll finds tidings of my dear

The rose upon the briar
And the clouds that float so high
Bring joy to the linnet and the bee
And their little hearts are blessed
But mine can know no rest
Since my true love is far away from me

All you who are in love
Aye and cannot it remove
I pity the pain that you endure
For experience lets me know
That your hearts are filled with woe
It's a woe that no mortal can cure
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