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THE GREEN MOSSY BANKS OF THE LEA (2) One morning I met my Matilda Gone out for to view those fields, She was dressed in the highest of fashion And she wore in her hair a red rose. I stepped up and sat down beside her, Her cheeks they did blush like a rose, Saying, "fair maid, while the meadows are charming Your guider I'll be if you choose." "Kind sir, I don't need any guider Young man, you're a stranger to me, Look yonder, my father is coming O'er the green mossy banks of the Lea." I waited till up came her father To hear what his answer might be, Saying, "Kind sir, if this be your daughter She's the charming sweet lass I adore." "Five thousand a year is my portion And a lady your daughter will be, She can ride in her coach every morning O'er the green mossy banks of the Lea." From More Irish Street Ballads, O'Lochlainn DT #477 Laws O15 @courtship @Irish filename[ MOSSYLE2 TUNE FILE: MOSSYLE2 CLICK TO PLAY RG oct96 |
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