The original poster asked for the words to the version as sung by Triona and Maighread Ni Dhomhnaill. So here they are, as printed in the notes to the CD, which I think are a pretty accurate transcription of what is actually sung. The repetitions of the last line of each verse are not in the transcription but should be obvious.

Thw Wee Lass on the Brae

Once I roved out on a fine summer's day,
The fields were in blossom and the meadows were gay
I spied a wee lassie trippin' over the green,
And I took her for Helen that Grecian queen.

She's admired by others and I know them right well,
Every morning to view that sweet spot where she dwells,
Beneath the hawthorn at the brink on yon hill
May she never marry but think on me still.

Ah me parents died on me and it's all for their sake,
And oftimes it causes my poor heart to break,
But the more I think on them all the more I will say,
That's there's no one will be mine but the wee lass on the Brae.

Oh and faith there's a decline over yon faroff sky,
It's off to my darling like lightning I'll fly,
If the night was as long as a long summer's day,
I would cheerfully sit with the wee lass on the Brae.

So fare thee well darling I love you the best,
And may you be happy and may you be blest,
And may you think on me, ah, while I am far away,
For there's no one will be mine but the wee lass on the Brae.

What do I have to do to get these into the Digital Tradition?

Martin