Hi - When I recorded the song...I used Sarah Makem's version - but I added an extra verse that came from Peter Kennedy's book....eg O Hush my little baby boy..etc..

Tim Radford
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THE MONTH OF JANUARY.
(Sarah Makem and Folk Songs of Britain – Kennedy)

It was in the Month of January,
the hills were clad with snow,
And over hills & valleys I carelessly did go.
It was there I spied a fair pretty maid
with a salt tear in her eye,
She had a baby in her arms,
and bitter she did cry.

O cruel was my father who barred to door on me,
And cruel was my mother this dreadful crime to see,
But cruel was my own true love
to change his mind for gold,
And cruel was the bitter night
that pierced my heart with cold.

For the taller that the palm tree grows
the sweeter is the bark,
And the fairer that a young man speaks,
the falser is his heart,
He will kiss you & embrace you
‘til he thinks he has you won,
Then he’ll go away & leave you all for some other one.

O hush my little baby boy & lay closer to my breast,
How little does your father know
this night we’re in distress,
He kissed me & embraced
me till he had my favor gained,
Then he went away & left me in sorrow grief & shame.

So come all you pretty fair young maids
a warning take by me,
And never try to build your nest on top of a high tree,
For the leaves they will all wither
& the branches will decay,
And the beauties of a false young man
will all soon fade away.

(In Purslow Constant Lovers p33 - The Fatal Snowstorm
Kennedy - The Forsaken Maid)

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