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FINN WATERSIDE As I roved out one evening, being in the summertime I heard a voice made me rejoice, to wait I did incline I overheard my own true love, so sweet as he did sing "Come down along Finn waterside," he made the woods to ring My parents thought all in my prime to banish me away To dwell among the Indians and leave sweet Inver Bay But I'll let them know, before I go, whatever may betide That I have a true love of my own, dwells nigh Finn waterside There is many a clever tall young man lives nigh Finn waterside But above them all, both great and small, I would rather be his bride I would rather hear my own true love sing in the month of May Than all the herring fish or ling that swim round Inver Bay Farewell unto Finn waterside, where oftime I have been Likewise unto sweet Inver Bay, adieu you woods so green You lofty mountains I must cross, they do call Barnesmore Down by the rocks and yon rural well and along by the salt sea shore @love @parting printed in Sam Henry's Songs of the People, p 192 collected from Alex Thompson in County Derry in 1928 filename[ FINNWATR TUNE FILE: FINNWATR CLICK TO PLAY SOF |
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