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Blackwater Side Lyrics
One morning fair I took he air
Down by blackwater side
Twas gazing all around me
The Irish lad I spied
All through the fore part of the night
We lay in sport and play
Till this young man arose and gathered his clothes
Saying 'Fare thee well today
That's not the promise that you gave to me
When first you lay on my breast
You could make me believe with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the West
Well then go home to your father's garden
Go home and weep your fill
And think on your own misfortune
That you've brought with your wanton will.
Down by blackwater side
Twas gazing all around me
The Irish lad I spied
We lay in sport and play
Till this young man arose and gathered his clothes
Saying 'Fare thee well today
That's not the promise that you gave to me
You could make me believe with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the West
Go home and weep your fill
And think on your own misfortune
That you've brought with your wanton will.
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I love this song immensely. I was lead to it from Led Zeppelin, which is the most obvious connection I think. Best video I can find is here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hkX7Q2J7k48 I doubt anyone else will ever comment here, ever again, but if you read this comment I want you to know that I think this song is beautiful. I've had it on repeat for a while now, ahaha... I dunno. Without getting all weird and emotional, I just want to say that I'm glad someone else has found their way here, and you're not alone. Folk music forever!
It is indeed beautiful, and it's a shame less people know about it than the Zeppelin rip-off.
It is indeed beautiful, and it's a shame less people know about it than the Zeppelin rip-off.
One morning fair I took the air Down by Blackwater side 'Twas gazing all, all around me The Irish lad I spied
All through the fore part of the night We lay in sport and play 'Till this young man arose and gathered his clothes Saying 'Fare thee well today'
That's not the promise that you gave to me When first you lay on my breast You could make me believe with your lying tongue That the sun rose in the West
Well then go home to your father's garden Go home and weep your fill And think on your own misfortune That you've brought with your wanton will
One morning fair I took the air Down by Blackwater side 'Twas gazing all, all around me The Irish lad I'd spied