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Lyr Req: Banks of Green Willow (from Butterworth) DigiTrad: BANKS OF GREEN WILLOW BANKS OF GREEN WILLOW BANKS OF YARROW (4) BANKS OF YARROW (4) BONNIE ANNIE BONNIE ANNIE THE BANKS OF GREEN WILLOW (2) THE BANKS OF GREEN WILLOW (2) Related threads: (origins) Penguin: Banks Of Green Willow (67) Banks of Green Willow - Cyril Tawney (12) Lyr Add: Bonnie Annie (Child 24) (14) Lyr Req: The Green Willow (P Farrell) (5) Chord Req: Banks of Green Willow (44) Lyr Add: A Ballad of the Green Willow (Heywood) (3) The Green Banks of Yarrow (7) Banks of Green Willow (8) What is 'Green Willow' (40)
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Butterworth's Banks of Green Willow From: Roberto Date: 26 Jun 05 - 08:22 AM Thank you very much, Georgina. R |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Butterworth's Banks of Green Willow From: GUEST,Georgina Boyes Date: 26 Jun 05 - 06:26 AM The verse is - Pray what is your woman's help Cannot I do it for thee? No you can't do it for me For love nor for money Hope this is helpful and is a small thanks for all the help you've given to singers wanting texts in the past. |
Subject: Lyr Req: Banks of Green Willow (from Coope, Boyes From: Roberto Date: 26 Jun 05 - 03:36 AM I'd like to complete this text. Banks of Green Willow sung by Coope, Boyes and Simpson, Triple Echo, No Masters Co-operative. The song was sung by Mr and Mrs Cranstone of Billinghurst in Sussex to George Butterworth in 1907. There is a stanza I can't get. Thanks. R Oh it's of a young sea captain Lived by the seaside-O He courted a farmer's daughter And he made her a bride-O Go and fetch some of your father's gold Likewise your mother's money And you shall sail along with me And I'll make you my honey She fetched some of her father's gold Likewise her mother's money And she did sail along with him To the Banks of Green Willow They had not been aboard ship Six months or so many Before she wanted woman's help And she couldn't get any ......woman's help .....for thee ........ For love nor for money Come bind a napkin round my head Come bind it so softly And then throw me overboard Both me and my baby So he bound a napkin round her head He bound it so softly And then throwed her overboard Both she and her baby Oh look you boys, oh look you there Oh see how she quivers She swam till she came to The Banks of Green Willow Oh my love shall have a coffin made Lined with gold and bright silver And she shall be buried on The Banks of Green Willow Come you toll the bell, come toll the bell Come you toll it so softly For it's my true love that is dead and gone Whom I once loved so dearly |
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