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Lyr Add: Died of Love

*#1 PEASANT* 30 May 10 - 03:10 PM
Little Robyn 30 May 10 - 03:35 PM
Jim Carroll 30 May 10 - 03:55 PM
*#1 PEASANT* 30 May 10 - 05:44 PM
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Subject: Lyr Add: Died of Love
From: *#1 PEASANT*
Date: 30 May 10 - 03:10 PM

Died of Love

There is an ale house in yon town
Where my love goes and sits him down,
And he takes a young lass on his knee
And that's a grief, a grief to me

A grief, a grief, I will not tell you why:
Because she has more gold than I.
But her gold will go and her beauty pass,
She'll become a poor girl like me at last.

Now all you fair maids take my advice
And never trust a soldier twice
For he'll pass my door and he won't come in
Now that my apron's to my chin.

The father of this bairn's a dirty rat,
He knows He's left a love begat,
And if I die it'll be a shame
For he'll never know his father's name.

Oh, dig my grave, dig it wide and deep,
Place marble stones at my head and feet,
And on my breast put a turtle dove
So the world 'll know I died of love.

-Traditional, N.E. England.

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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Died of Love
From: Little Robyn
Date: 30 May 10 - 03:35 PM

This belongs with Butcher's Boy
and Tarrytown and all the other Died of Love songs.
There's a list of threads at the bottom of the words in DT.

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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Died of Love
From: Jim Carroll
Date: 30 May 10 - 03:55 PM

A particularly beautiful version from an Irish Traveller - with note.
Jim Carroll

There is an Alehouse (Roud 60, Laws P25)
'Pop's' Johnny Connors
Wexford Traveller

There is an alehouse all in Bray town,
Where my love Willie goes and sits down.
He will take a strange girl on his knee.
And he'll tell her things that he won't tell me.

For now I know, oh, the reason why.
Because that fair girl has more gold than I.
That her silver may melt, may her gold fly.
And she'll see the day she'll be as poor as I.

I wished, I wished, I wished in vain;
Sure I wish to God I was a fair maid again.
For that's a sight that I never might see.
Until apples grow 'pon an ivy tree.

I wished, I wished my babe was born.
And sitting on his daddy's knee.
Oh is that's the sight that I never might see
'til shamrocks grow 'pon a lilac tree.

This is usually known as Died For (or of) Love. The note to the versions collected for the BBC between 1952 and 1957 reads: 'As Sharp rightly observed, this is one of the most popular of English folk songs and it is one from which many fragmentations have been made, to survive as separate songs, some being difficult to identify, as several of the verses are commonplace... An American student version, supposed originally to have been collected in Cornwall, has been popularised as Tavern in the Town'.
We recorded There is an Alehouse on several occasions from travellers. 'Pop's' Johnny's text gives the reason for the girl's rejection as being 'lack of money', while others deal only with her being pregnant. We recorded a version of The Butcher Boy (Roud 409, Laws P24) from a young travelling woman, Bridie 'Dolly' Casey, which includes the first 'Alehouse', verse.

Ref: BBC Recordings of Folk Music and Folk¬lore, Great Britain and Ireland, Section 1: Songs in English.
Other CDs: Jasper Smith, Amy Birch - Topic TSCD 661; Geoff Ling - Topic TSCD 660; May Bradley - Topic TSCD 662; Sarah Porter -MTCD309-10.

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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Died of Love
From: *#1 PEASANT*
Date: 30 May 10 - 05:44 PM

Version I posted wasa from Singin Hinnies Book 2 Rossleigh Music derek Hobbs

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