| [00:17.510] |
It being in the spring time |
| [00:21.410] |
and the small birds they were singing, |
| [00:25.740] |
Down by yon shady harbour |
| [00:30.330] |
I carelessly did stray, |
| [00:34.320] |
The the thrushes they were warbling, |
| [00:38.880] |
The violets they were charming |
| [00:42.570] |
To view fond lovers talking, |
| [00:47.100] |
a while I did delay. |
| [00:51.500] |
She said, my dear |
| [00:53.310] |
don't leave me (all)for another season, |
| [00:59.770] |
Though fortune does be pleasing |
| [01:04.120] |
I 'll go along with you, |
| [01:08.300] |
I 'll forsake friends |
| [01:10.150] |
and relations and bid this Irish nation, |
| [01:16.460] |
And to the bonny Bann banks forever I 'll bid adieu. |
| [01:25.600] |
He said, my dear |
| [01:27.230] |
don't grieve |
| [01:29.539] |
or yet annoy my patience, |
| [01:33.890] |
You know I love you dearly the more I'm going away, |
| [01:42.390] |
I'm going to a foreign nation |
| [01:46.590] |
to purchase a plantation, |
| [01:50.550] |
To comfort us here after all in Amerika. |
| [01:57.550] |
HO HO HO~~ |
| [02:14.190] |
Then after a short while |
| [02:19.100] |
a fortune does be pleasing, |
| [02:22.610] |
I'will cause them for smile at our late going away, |
| [02:30.829] |
We'll be happy as Queen Victoria, |
| [02:35.290] |
all in her greatest glory, |
| [02:39.220] |
We'll be drinking wine and porter all in Amerika. |
| [02:48.790] |
If you were in your bed lying and thinking on dying, |
| [02:56.560] |
The sight of the lovely Bann banks,so your sorrow you'd give over, |
| [03:04.950] |
Or if were down one hour, |
| [03:09.230] |
down in yon shady bower, |
| [03:13.820] |
Pleasure would surround you, |
| [03:17.720] |
you'd think on death no more. |
| [03:38.750] |
Then fare you well, |
| [03:40.990] |
sweet Cragie Hills, |
| [03:45.800] |
where often times I've roved, |
| [03:47.600] |
I never thought my childhood days I 'd part you any more, |
| [03:55.670] |
Now we;re sailing on the ocean for honour and promotion, |
| [04:04.740] |
And the bonny boats are sailing,way down by Doorin shore. |
