Well Bert,

She often sang me "A Bunch of Violets Blue" which used to make me cry everytime!! I searched for it fairly recently and found Brendan Shine and Ann Breen singing it but my granny says that they sing the wrong words!!! She says the same thing about the song called the "Blacksmith"..!!!


A BUNCH OF VIOLETS (according to granny!!)

It was out in a moonlit garden, not far from the ballroom grand,
A soldier and his sweetheart went strolling hand in hand.
Tomorrow the war would call him he vowed he would be true
Then from her breast she gave to him a bunch of violets blue.

They were only a bunch of violets, a bunch of violets blue
Fresh and fair and fragrant like diamonds on the dew.
Fresh and fair and dainty as he pressed them to his heart
He smiled and said where e'er he'd roam, from them he ne'er would part.

A soldier boy lay dying, upon the cold cold ground,
A bunch of withered violets, upon his breast was found.
Turning to his conrades with a feeble voice he sighed
Take them back and tell her that I wore them till I died.

They took the withered violets back, it being on her wedding day
An old man's gold had won her, from her soldier far away
An old man's gold had won her, from her soldier young and tall,
And this is what she said to him, that evening at the ball

They were only......


Yvonne