Recording

Artist: Birkin Tree
Singer: Aoife Ní Bhríain
Album: Five Seasons (2019)

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https://youtu.be/aypgO8idNHU


LONELY WATERLOO

A lady fair was walking down by a riverside,
The crystal tear fell from her eyes as I walked by her side,
I saw her wavering bosom, these words been kind and true,
Saying, "Friends, I fear my Willy is slain at Lonely Waterloo."

"What were the clothes your Willy wore?" a soldier did reply.
"He wore the highland bonnet with a feather standing high,
With a glittering sword hung by his side over his dark suit of blue;
Those were the clothes my Willy wore at Lonely Waterloo."

"If that's the clothes your Willy wore, I saw his dying day;
Five bayonets pierced his tender breast, before he down did lay.
He held me in his dying hand, saying, 'Some Frenchman did me slew.'
'Twas I that closed your Willy's eyes at Lonely Waterloo."

"0h Willy, lovely Willy!" and she could say no more.
She threw herself down on her knees, those awful tidings bore.
"Oh if I had wings like little birds, with eagles I would fly;
I would fly to Lonely Waterloo where my true love does lie."

"I'd alight all on his bosom, all sorrows to remove;
I'd kiss his pale and tender lips at Lonely Waterloo.
May the gates of death sling open wide, and swallow me down through;
Since my Willy lies a mouldering corpse at Lonely Waterloo."
"Since my Willy lies a mouldering corpse at Lonely Waterloo."


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