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MATT HYLAND 2 There was a lord lived in the North who had a very lovely daughter She was courted by a handsome man who was a servant to her father But when her parents came to know they swore they'd ban him from the island The maid she knew her heart would break had she to part with youg Mat Hyland So straightaway to her love she went and then into her room to wake him Saying rise my love and go away this very night you will be taken I overheard my parents say in spite of me they would transport you So rise my love and go away I wish to God I'd gone before you They both sat down upon the bed all for the sight of one another And not one word did either speak till down her cheeks the tears did shower She lay her head upon his breast around his neck her arms entwined then Not a duke nor lord nor earl I'll wed. I'll wait for you my own Mat Hyland How can I go away my love? How can I leave without my wages? Without one penny of my own just like some low and lonesome vagrant Here's 20 guineas in bright gold. That's far much more than father owes you. So take it love and go away. You know right well I do adore you 'Tis then these lovers severed were, That he might elude transportation; Since he was gone, perhaps fore'er, Her sad heart knew no consolation; As days passed by, she then began To roam the groves alone and slighted; And, in her grief, she cried aloud, "Send back, send back my own Matt Hyland." The lord conversed with his daughter fair one night above in her bed chamber I'll give you leave to bring him back since there's no one can win your favour She wrote a letter then in haste for him her heart was still repining They brought him back, to the church they went and made a lord of young Mat Hyland from a lovely singer from Loughrae, Co. Galway, Ireland named Tony Callanan. Fi fth verse from Frank Harte. filename[ MATTHYL2 TUNE FILE: MATTHYL CLICK TO PLAY PG |
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