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Thread #68135 Message #1143877
Posted By: Barb'ry
23-Mar-04 - 11:10 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Add: Willie o' Winesberry
Subject: Lyr Add: WILLIE O' WINESBERRY (from R Cinnamond)
I want to sing the version of Willie of Winesberry sung by Robert Cinnamond on the Songs of the People CD, 'It fell on a Day, a bonny summer day'. It's a great recording but quite muffled in places and I wondered if anyone has the missing words. The ones I have are (I think) as follows:
WILLIE O' WINESBERRY (from R Cinnamond)
There was a lady lived in the west and she was dressed in green And she leaned over her father's castle wall for to see the ships sail in
What is wrong with you her father did say, you look so pale and wan For you must have some sure sickness or have lain with some young man
Oh I have had no sure sickness but I'm in love with a young man And the only thing that breaks my heart is what keeps my darling so long
Is he a lord or a squire or a duke or a man of noted fame Or is he young John from the Isle of Man that ploughs the raging main?
He is neither a lord, a squire or a duke or a man of noted fame But he is young John from the Isle of Man that ploughs the raging main
Then call him down the salt sea **** and bring him here to me If he's thinking to gain my daughter's hand he must leave this country
Oh father dear don't be severe or be cruel unto me Oh if you send away young John Barlow? you will get no good of me
Then the king he called in his merry, merry men and he called them by one two and three And instead of young John being the very first man, the very last one was he
He entered the room young John Barlow and the clothing he wore was silk And his 2 blue eyes like the morning stars and his skin as white as milk
Aye you think you did wonder the king he did say, my daughter's in love with thee For if I was a woman as I am a man, my bedmate you would be
Will you wed my daughter he said, will you take her by the hand And you shall dine at my table and be master over all my land
I will wed your daughter he said but she's no match for me For every pound that she counts down, I can count thirty three
Now fill your glasses to the brim, drink a health to your country Drink a health to young John from the Isle of Man and to his lady*******