Song | Weary Of Lying Alone |
Artist | Karan Casey |
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One evening of late as I carelessly strayed | |
I espied a fair maid in deep mourn | |
asked her the matter, she quickly made answer | |
I am weary from lying alone, alone | |
I am weary from lying alone | |
My comely young damsel come down here alongside me | |
And tell me of the years that have a flown | |
For seven long gone and eleven years around | |
I am weary from lying alone, alone | |
I am weary from lying alone | |
If I got a comely young man who would take me without fortune | |
And make me a wife of his very own | |
For the truth is I’ll say is, I’ll die in despair | |
If I lie any longer alone, alone | |
If I lie any longer alone | |
There’s a neat sweet li’l flower in this garden alongside me | |
Take it away sure it is all but your own | |
For the flower it will fade and so also will the maid | |
For she’s weary from lying alone, alone | |
For she’s weary from lying alone. |
One evening of late as I carelessly strayed | |
I espied a fair maid in deep mourn | |
asked her the matter, she quickly made answer | |
I am weary from lying alone, alone | |
I am weary from lying alone | |
My comely young damsel come down here alongside me | |
And tell me of the years that have a flown | |
For seven long gone and eleven years around | |
I am weary from lying alone, alone | |
I am weary from lying alone | |
If I got a comely young man who would take me without fortune | |
And make me a wife of his very own | |
For the truth is I' ll say is, I' ll die in despair | |
If I lie any longer alone, alone | |
If I lie any longer alone | |
There' s a neat sweet li' l flower in this garden alongside me | |
Take it away sure it is all but your own | |
For the flower it will fade and so also will the maid | |
For she' s weary from lying alone, alone | |
For she' s weary from lying alone. |
One evening of late as I carelessly strayed | |
I espied a fair maid in deep mourn | |
asked her the matter, she quickly made answer | |
I am weary from lying alone, alone | |
I am weary from lying alone | |
My comely young damsel come down here alongside me | |
And tell me of the years that have a flown | |
For seven long gone and eleven years around | |
I am weary from lying alone, alone | |
I am weary from lying alone | |
If I got a comely young man who would take me without fortune | |
And make me a wife of his very own | |
For the truth is I' ll say is, I' ll die in despair | |
If I lie any longer alone, alone | |
If I lie any longer alone | |
There' s a neat sweet li' l flower in this garden alongside me | |
Take it away sure it is all but your own | |
For the flower it will fade and so also will the maid | |
For she' s weary from lying alone, alone | |
For she' s weary from lying alone. |