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Haymakers
03:32
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1 The golden sun is shining bright
In the summer of the year
For us it is our heart’s delight
To go down by the river clear
Ch: And the pipe and tabor both shall play
The viols loudly ring
As from morn to eve each Summer’s day
We go haymaking
2 As we young lads haymaking go
All in the month of June
It’s Tom and Beth, Jess and Joe
Will join us in this tune
Ch:
3 And when the haysel is all done
Then down in the arish grass
The lads will have their sport and fun
And go dancing with each lass
Ch:
4 And the good old farmer and his wife
Will join us in good cheer
I would it were odds of my life
Haymaking all the year
Ch:
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Two Sisters
03:46
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1 There was an old lord by the Northern sea
Bow down
There was an old lord by the Northern sea
The boughs they bend to me
There was an old lord by the Northern sea
And he had daughters one, two and three
That will be true, true to my love
Love and my love will be true to me
2 A young man he came a-courting there
And he made the choice of the youngest fair
3 He bought the youngest a beaver hat
The eldest thought much of that
4 He bought the youngest a gay gold ring
Didn’t get the eldest anything
5 “Sister oh sister shall we walk out
To see the tall ships sailing about?”
6 And as they walked down by the water’s brim
The eldest pushed the youngest in
7 “Sister of sister lend me your hand!
And I’ll give you my houses and land”
8 “I’ll never lend you my hand nor glove
But I will steal your own true love”
9 So down she sank and away she swam
She swam right into the miller’s dam
10 The miller he pulled her out of the brook
Pulled her out with his long fishing hook
11 And off of her rings took the gay gold ring
And into the water he pushed her again
12 The miller was hung by his own mill gate
And the sister was burned right at the stake
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Hanging Ivy
04:36
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Hanging Ivy
1 “Oh mother dear such dreams I’ve had
Such nightmares filled my mind
Of my dear love chased by three wolves
And mauled in the woods nearby
Mother dear allay my fears
And tell me reasons true
From whence these fevered dreams have come
And why tonight they grew?”
2 “Tell me of these three dark wolves
Had they the like of any?”
“Why yes their eyes were just the same
As my brothers young and canny
Mother dear was this a dream?
Or was’t a vision true?
And where have my three brothers gone
What do they intend to do?”
3. “You know they never liked your love
Nor approved his love of you
Your love who was riding here tonight
To ask a bride of you”
“Mother dear how do you know
All the answers that I seek?”
“That same dream that has tortured you
Has plagued me for a week”
4. So she’s run from the lighted house
To the darkened woods beside
And she’s hid behind a tree so stout
As three wolves came prowling by
The first he carried a club of wood
The second a length of rope
The third he carried his own conscious
As heavy as the end of hope
5. When they’d gone, their shadows long
She’s run on then a crying
“Oh! Johnny dear, if you hear me,
Please give to me a sign!”
And the first she saw was his wooden stick
That he used to walk this world
The second she saw was his tall grey steed
That rode where he was told
The third she saw was so high up
So high up in a tree
Johnny’s body hanging there
By her cruel brothers three
6. And at the first her heart it broke
It never left his side
At the second her tears they fell
No other steed he would ride
And at the third she fell so far
So far unto her knees
“Oh my dear you have been killed
By my cruel brothers three”
7. And there she’s stayed eyes raised in prayer
For her own dear above
“Oh yes, oh yes I will marry you
You are my only love!”
And she has wept so bitterly
As a plea and a curse on men
And from her body strong Ivy grew
To hold her love again
And from her body strong Ivy grew
To hold her love again
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Prickly Bush
03:58
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Prickly Bush
Ch: Oh! The prickly bush
That pricks my heart so sore
And if e’er I get out of this prickly bush
I’ll never get in it any more
1 Hangman stay your hand,
Stay it for a while
For I think I see my own dear mother
Coming over yonder stile
Mother have you brought me gold
Or silver to set me free?
For to save my body from the cold, cold ground
And my neck from the willow tree?
No I have not brought you gold
Nor silver to set you free
For to save your body from the cold, cold ground
And your neck from the gallows tree
Ch:
2 Hangman stay your hand,
Stay it for a while
For I think I see my own dear sister
Coming over yonder stile
Sister have you brought me gold
Or silver to set me free?
For to save my body from the cold, cold ground
And my neck from the willow tree?
No I have not brought you gold
Nor silver to set you free
But I’ll see your body in the cold, cold ground
And your neck on the gallows tree
Ch
3 Hangman stay your hand,
Stay it for a while
For I think I see my own true love
Coming over yonder stile
True love have you brought me gold
Or silver to set me free?
For to save my body from the cold, cold ground
And my neck from the willow tree?
Yes I have brought you gold
Silver to set you free
For to save your body from the cold, cold ground
And your neck from the gallows tree
Ch
And now that I’m out of this prickly bush
Now that I’ve slipped the hangman’s noose
Now that my true love has cut me loose
I’ll never get in it again!
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Death and the Lady
06:13
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1 As I walked out one morn in May
The birds did sing and the lambs did play,
The birds did sing and the lambs did play;
I met an old man,
I met an old man by the way.
2 His head was bald, his beard was grey,
His coat was of a myrtle shade,
I asked him what strange countryman,
Or what strange place,
Or what strange place he did belong.
3 “My name is Death, cannot you see?
Lords, dukes and ladies bow down to me.
And you are one of those branches three,
And you fair maid,
And you fair maid must come with me.”
4 “I'll give you gold and jewels rare,
I'll give you costly robes to wear,
I'll give you all my wealth in store,
If you'll let me live,
If you'll let me live a few years more.”
5 “Fair lady, lay your robes aside,
No longer glory in your pride.
And now, sweet maid, make no delay,
Your time is come,
Your time is come and you must away.”
6 And not long after this fair maid died;
“Write on my tomb,” the lady cried,
“Here lies a poor distressed maid,
Whom Death now lately,
Whom Death now lately hath betrayed.”
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Gamekeepers
03:53
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1 I’ve got a dog and a good dog too
I keeps him in my keeping
For to hunt the are that runs by night
While the gamekeepers lie sleeping
2 Me and my dog went out one night
To learn some education
Up jumped a hare and away she ran
Right into a large plantation
3 She had not gone but very far
When something stopped her running
And in one bound my dog brought her down
“Wait a minute your Uncle’s coming”
4 So I took out my old penknife
And so quickly I did paunch her
She turned out one of the female kind
How glad am I that I caught her
5 So I picked her up and I smoothed her down
And put her in my keeping
Says to me dog “we must be away
For I hear the gamekeepers a-creeping”
6 So me and me dog crept out
Back into the old town
I showed her to a labouring man
I sold her for a crown
7 Then we went to some public house
And there we got right mellow
For I spent that crown and another one too
Don’t you think I’m a kind hearted fellow
8 I’ve got a dog and a good dog too
I keeps him in my keeping
For to hunt the are that runs by night
While the gamekeepers lie sleeping
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