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COME ALL YOU GARNERS GAY (William Bartle) Come all you Garners Gay, That are just now in your prime I wish I was in that bonny girl's arms Where I've been many a time Where I've been many a time, Where I've been many a time I wish I was in that bonny girl's arms Where I've been many a time Well it's very nice drinking ale, But it's much better drinking wine And it's far better sleeping in that bonny girl's arms That stole away the heart of mine. Green willows they will twist, Green willows they will twine I wish I was in that bonny girl's arms Where I've been many a time Once I had time enough To flourish night and day Until that girl, that bonny, bonny girl Come and stole all my time away So now my whole time is gone, And I cannot plant any new For the very same place where the old thyme grew, It's all over running, running rue Oh the rue, that running, running rue, That's not the flower for me I will pluck up all that running, running rue And plant down the sturdy oak tree Stand you fast, stand you fast sturdy oak, Stand you fast, don't ever die I will prove as true to my own true love As the stars prove true to the sky @spice @plant filename[ THYMETH3 BR |
Come All You Garners Gay (Midi made from the notation in Hamer's book Garners Gay (EFDS Publications 1967).) |
