Song | Craigie Hill |
Artist | The Fiddle Case |
Album | Audio Incense |
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[00:00.001] | It being in the springtime when the small birds they were singing |
[00:07.771] | Down by yon shady harbour I carelessly did stray |
[00:15.634] | Well the thrushes they were warbling, and the violets they were charming |
[00:24.098] | To view to lovers talking, a while I did delay |
[00:32.326] | She said, my dear don′t leave me all for another season |
[00:40.451] | Though fortune does be pleasing I′ll go along with you |
[00:48.287] | I′ll forsake friends and relations and bid this Irish nation |
[00:56.855] | And to the bonny Bann banks forever I ′ll bid adieu |
[01:09.655] | He said, my dear don′t grieve me or you annoy my patience |
[01:18.041] | You know I love you dearly the more I′m going away |
[01:26.295] | I′m going to a foreign nation to purchase a plantation |
[01:34.681] | To comfort us here after all in Amerikay |
[01:43.353] | Then after a short while and a fortune does be pleasing |
[01:51.843] | It’ll cause them all to smile at our late going away |
[02:00.281] | We′ll be happy as Queen Victoria, all in her greatest glory |
[02:08.562] | We′ll be drinking wine and porter all in Amerikay |
[02:33.848] | The landlords and their agents,The bailiffs and their beagles |
[02:42.416] | The land of our forefathers, we're going for to giveo'er |
[02:50.697] | And now we're sailing o'er the ocean for honour and promotion |
[02:59.344] | And parting from our sweethearts-its them we do adore |
[03:07.860] | If you were lying in your bed and thinking about dying |
[03:16.715] | The sight of the bonny Bann banks, your sorrow you′d give o′er |
[03:24.891] | Or if were just one hour, down in yon shady bower, |
[03:33.877] | Pleasure would surround you, and you'd think on death no more. |
[03:42.080] | So fare you well, sweet Cragie Hills, where often times I′ve roved |
[03:51.040] | I never thought my child-days I ′d part you ever more |
[03:59.086] | Now we′re sailing over the ocean for honour and promotion |
[04:07.784] | And the bonny boats are sailing, way down by Doorin shore |
[00:00.001] | It being in the springtime when the small birds they were singing |
[00:07.771] | Down by yon shady harbour I carelessly did stray |
[00:15.634] | Well the thrushes they were warbling, and the violets they were charming |
[00:24.098] | To view to lovers talking, a while I did delay |
[00:32.326] | She said, my dear don t leave me all for another season |
[00:40.451] | Though fortune does be pleasing I ll go along with you |
[00:48.287] | I ll forsake friends and relations and bid this Irish nation |
[00:56.855] | And to the bonny Bann banks forever I ll bid adieu |
[01:09.655] | He said, my dear don t grieve me or you annoy my patience |
[01:18.041] | You know I love you dearly the more I m going away |
[01:26.295] | I m going to a foreign nation to purchase a plantation |
[01:34.681] | To comfort us here after all in Amerikay |
[01:43.353] | Then after a short while and a fortune does be pleasing |
[01:51.843] | It' ll cause them all to smile at our late going away |
[02:00.281] | We ll be happy as Queen Victoria, all in her greatest glory |
[02:08.562] | We ll be drinking wine and porter all in Amerikay |
[02:33.848] | The landlords and their agents, The bailiffs and their beagles |
[02:42.416] | The land of our forefathers, we' re going for to giveo' er |
[02:50.697] | And now we' re sailing o' er the ocean for honour and promotion |
[02:59.344] | And parting from our sweetheartsits them we do adore |
[03:07.860] | If you were lying in your bed and thinking about dying |
[03:16.715] | The sight of the bonny Bann banks, your sorrow you d give o er |
[03:24.891] | Or if were just one hour, down in yon shady bower, |
[03:33.877] | Pleasure would surround you, and you' d think on death no more. |
[03:42.080] | So fare you well, sweet Cragie Hills, where often times I ve roved |
[03:51.040] | I never thought my childdays I d part you ever more |
[03:59.086] | Now we re sailing over the ocean for honour and promotion |
[04:07.784] | And the bonny boats are sailing, way down by Doorin shore |
[00:00.001] | It being in the springtime when the small birds they were singing |
[00:07.771] | Down by yon shady harbour I carelessly did stray |
[00:15.634] | Well the thrushes they were warbling, and the violets they were charming |
[00:24.098] | To view to lovers talking, a while I did delay |
[00:32.326] | She said, my dear don t leave me all for another season |
[00:40.451] | Though fortune does be pleasing I ll go along with you |
[00:48.287] | I ll forsake friends and relations and bid this Irish nation |
[00:56.855] | And to the bonny Bann banks forever I ll bid adieu |
[01:09.655] | He said, my dear don t grieve me or you annoy my patience |
[01:18.041] | You know I love you dearly the more I m going away |
[01:26.295] | I m going to a foreign nation to purchase a plantation |
[01:34.681] | To comfort us here after all in Amerikay |
[01:43.353] | Then after a short while and a fortune does be pleasing |
[01:51.843] | It' ll cause them all to smile at our late going away |
[02:00.281] | We ll be happy as Queen Victoria, all in her greatest glory |
[02:08.562] | We ll be drinking wine and porter all in Amerikay |
[02:33.848] | The landlords and their agents, The bailiffs and their beagles |
[02:42.416] | The land of our forefathers, we' re going for to giveo' er |
[02:50.697] | And now we' re sailing o' er the ocean for honour and promotion |
[02:59.344] | And parting from our sweetheartsits them we do adore |
[03:07.860] | If you were lying in your bed and thinking about dying |
[03:16.715] | The sight of the bonny Bann banks, your sorrow you d give o er |
[03:24.891] | Or if were just one hour, down in yon shady bower, |
[03:33.877] | Pleasure would surround you, and you' d think on death no more. |
[03:42.080] | So fare you well, sweet Cragie Hills, where often times I ve roved |
[03:51.040] | I never thought my childdays I d part you ever more |
[03:59.086] | Now we re sailing over the ocean for honour and promotion |
[04:07.784] | And the bonny boats are sailing, way down by Doorin shore |