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Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
And will you come to me mothers house,
When the moon is shining clearly?
And will you come to me mothers house
When the moon is shining clearly?
Ill open the door and Ill let you in
And divil o one will hear us
With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clearly
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clearly
She opened the door and she let me in and divil the one did hear us
With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
And led him to the stable
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
And led him to the stable
Saying Theres plenty of oats for a soldiers horse,
To eat it if hes able
With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
Then she took me by the lily-white hand
Led me to the table
Then she took me by the lily-white hand
Led me to the table
Saying Theres plenty of wine for a soldier boy,
To drink if he is able
With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
Then I got up and I made the bed
I made it nice and aisy
Then I got up and I made the bed
I made it nice and aisy
The I got up and I laid her down
Saying Lassie, are you able?
With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
And there we lay till the break of day
Divil the one did hear us
And there we lay till the break of day
And divil the one did hear us
Then I arose and put on me clothes
Saying Lassie, I must leave you
With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
And when will you return again
When will we get married?
And when will you return again
When will we get married?
When broken shells make Christmas bells
We might then get married
With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
I took off my hat and I did salute her
I did salute her most courageously
When she turned around well the tears fell from her
Sayin False young man, you have deluded me
A diamond ring I owned I gave you
A diamond ring to wear on your right hand
But the vows you made, love, you went and broke them
And married the lassie that had the land
If Id married the lassie that had the land, my love,
Its that Ill rue till the day I die
When misfortune falls sure no man can shun it
I was blindfolded Ill neer deny
Now at nights when I got to my bed of slumber
My thoughts of my true love run in my mind
When I turned around to embrace my darling
Instead of gold sure its brass I find
And I wish the Queen would call home her army
From the West Indies, Amerikay and Spain
And every man to his wedded woman
In hopes that you and I will meet again
In a field down by the river, my love and I did stand
And upon my leaning shoulder, she laid her snow-white hand.
She bid me to take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs,
But I was young and foolish, and now I am full of tears.
Down by the Sally Gardens, my love and I did meet.
She crossed the Sally Gardens with little snow-white feet.
She bid me to take life easy, as the leaves blow on the tree,
But I was young and foolish, and with her I did not agree.
Chorus
From Bantry Bay into Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin Town
No maid Ive seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down
As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head,
And I looked with a feelin rare,
And I says, says I, to a passer-by,
Whos the maid with the nut brown hair?
He smiled at me and he says, says he,
Thats the gem of Irelands crown.
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann,
Shes the star of the County Down.
Chorus
From Bantry Bay into Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin Town
No maid Ive seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down
The Harvest Fair shell be surely there
And Ill dress in my Sunday clothes,
With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked right
For a smile from my nut brown rose.
No pipe Ill smoke, no horse Ill yoke
Till my plough turns rust coloured brown.
Till my smiling bride by my own fireside
Sits the star of the County Down.
Chorus
From Bantry Bay into Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin Town
No maid Ive seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down
Repeat chorus
Twas hard the mournful words to frame, To break the ties that bound us
But harder still to bear the shame, Of foreign chains around us
And so I said, The mountain glen, Ill seek at morning early
And join the brave united men, While soft wind shook the barley
Twas sad I kissed away her tears, Her arms around me clinging
When to my ears that fateful shot, Came out the wildwood ringing
The bullet pierced my true loves breast, In lifes young spring so early
And there upon my breast she died, While soft wind shook the barley
I bore her to some mountain stream, And manys the summer blossom
I placed with branches soft and green, About her gore-stained bosom
I wept and kissed her clay-cold corpse, Then rushed oer vale and valley
My vengeance on the foe to wreak, While soft wind shook the barley
Twas blood for blood without remorse, I took at Oulart Hollow
I placed my true loves clay-cold corpse, Where mine full soon may follow
Around her grave I wondered drear, Noon, night and morning early
With aching heart when eer I hear, The wind that shakes the barley
Good women, good women, good women that you may be
Will you open my right side and find my baby?
And find my baby
Oh no, cried the women, Thats a thing that can never be
We will send for King Henry and hear what he may say
And hear what he may say
King Henry was sent for, King Henry did come
Saying, What does ail you my lady? Your eyes, they look so dim
Your eyes, they look so dim
King Henry, King Henry, will you do one thing for me?
Thats to open my right side and find my baby
And find my baby
Oh no, cried King Henry, Thats a thing Ill never do
If I lose the flower of England, I shall lose the branch too
I shall lose the branch too
There was fiddling, aye, and dancing on the day the babe was born
But poor Queen Jane beloved lay cold as the stone
Lay cold as the stone
Oh, if I had money enough to spend and leisure time to sit awhile
Theres a fair young man in this town that sorely has my heart beguiled
His rosy cheeks and lovely lips, alone he has my heart in thrall
So fill to me the parting glass. Goodnight and joy be with you all.
Of all the comrades that here Ive had, theyre sorry for my going away,
And of all the sweethearts that here I had, they wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls unto my lot that I should rise and you should not,
I will gently rise and softly call. Goodnight and joy be with you all.
From: The wind that shakes the barley (2010)
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