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Journal of the Irish Folk Song Society, Volume 2, Issue 13, Page 15

Journal of the Irish Folk Song Society, Volume 2, Issue 13, Page 15
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Irish Folk Song Society
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[Periodical]
periodical Title
Journal of the Irish Folk Song Society
volume Number
2
issue Content
Oh! my honey, sweet and funny,True, just, and lair;Oh! my bonnie love and lily,Blooming and rare,Do you love me as I wish?Tell me, I pray.If not, your witty, cunning, quizzing,From me keep away.Green grow the rushes, and the tops of themall,And love is a killing thing over us all;The leaves they will wither, decay, and con-sume;The red rose will wither in the sweet month ofJune.They went to her father and told on us both,We were both found in a promising oath;THE MEN OF GARvAGH.Were marching, marching thro GarvaghTown;Were ready to fight for Queen and Crown;If any man wont well knock him down,Were the gallant boys of Garvagh.0, proudly, proudly the drums wifi beatAs we march down thro Garvagh Street,For the pipers music its sounding sweetIn the ears of the men of Garvagh.Promised we are, and will never deny,For to be my loves darling Ill freely comply.For to be my loves darlin whilc life doesremainAnd the frowns of her parents Ill lightly dis.dam;Woe be ye Carrick Walls for ye be far away,Ill see my own darlin at least once a day.As I came over Garvagh Hill,And by the race of my fathers mill,0, who came up but fighting PhilWith the gallant boys of Garvagh.He was head and shoulders above the crowd,His step was firm, and his glance was proud;I watched them pass, and my heart beat loudFor the gallant boys of Garvagh.2BA3 AGREEN GROW THE RUSHES.A 1 r!!LJJI JHJj j iJmjjj j iJ flJJI .fl- I- .fli1JjjiJ-irnJj!.IlLJJirrL_rJJJrI1[JJIJrcLSung to me by the bard Robert Weldon, who said it was well known in thecounty of Waterford when he was a boy. He translated the words of the chorus,which I now giveIt IICbree Ulster Songs.FROM THE HOUSTON COLLECTION. fliJrTJJjJ IJj J [ JT j-ij jJ 1iJ .J 1J j j j r 1 j.j J 1 Ij Ii j i Ijj iJ IJiJj I JIj J .1I IJ IISFare y well, Ballymoney, and farewell, my dear,Farewell to the young man although hes not here;Sure if he had been constant I would have been kindFarewell to the young man still runs in my mind. SSF
issue Number
13
page Number
15
periodical Author
[Periodical]
issue Publication Date
1967-01-01T00:00:00
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anonymous,guest,friend,member

Journal of the Irish Folk Song Society, Volume 2, Issue 13

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