The Session-Widow's Lament
A new song by Aidan Crossey. The tune is set out in abc format below.
I rarely ever see my man, he's always at the session
It didn't figure in my plans, when the priest he gave his blessing
Each night I lie alone in bed, he's off some other place instead
Then rolling home half-drunk, half-dead from playing at the session
I hardly see my man no more, since he's took to the session
He eats his tea, then out the door, like lightning he is dashing
Where pipers drone and fiddlers flail, in rosin-dust and flowing ale
Our marriage it is growing stale, because of the oul' session
Each night to God above I pray and seek his intercession
That he might with me one night stay, and forsake his oul' session
I'd take him gladly in my arms and offer up my ample charms
And soon he'd see he's been a barm to waste what he's been missing
If I was an oul' banjo, like he plays at the session
He'd have more time for me, I know - oh what a sad confession!
He'd pluck my strings both high and low, he'd play me fast and play me slow
And I'd sing every tune I know and make a quare impression
O woe betide the blushing bride that weds the trad musician
You'll sleep alone most every night while he's down at the session
Take my advice, don't wed in haste, the banjo-playing stop-out baste
Or else your life you'll surely waste, while he's down at the session
If I can't beat, I may well join, I'll get some music lessons
I'll learn the Kesh and the Mooncoin, and join in at the session
And when he hears me pipe a reel, his heart again once more I'll steal
His lips again I yet might feel, a-coortin' and a-kissin'
X:5134
T:The Session-Widow's Lament
M:6/8
L:1/8
C:Aidan Crossey
R:Jig
K:G
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