Adieu to Erin Farewell, dear Erin, I now must leave you Where here I’ve spent many a happy day. With lads and lassies and sparkling glasses And now I’m bound for America. Farewell, dear Erin, I now must leave you And cross the seas to a foreign clime Away from…
Adieu, Proud-Hearted Girl Adieu, proud hearted girl, adieu, all pleasant times are over. I have seen the time I’d have wed with you and have proved your constant lover. But since you’ve been so free in telling me that you’ve no mind to marry I will be just as free…
Carrie Grover Project · Carrie Grover – Captain Kidd Captain Kidd Oh my name was Robert Kidd as I sailed, as I sailed Oh my name was Robert Kidd as I sailed My name was Robert Kidd and God’s laws I did forbid And most wickedly I did as I…
‘Tis of a lady both young and fair, As she walked out for to take the air She met a sailor on her way. So, I paid attention. So, I paid attention. To hear what they would say. He says, “Fair maiden, why roam alone; The day is passed and…
Since things are so hard I must tell you sweetheart that I must leave off with my plough and my cart Away to Wisconsin a journey I’ll go To double my fortune as other folks do While here I must labor each day in the field And the winter consumes…
There was a fair lady to England she came, A beautiful damsel, fair Sally by name, Her riches were more than a king e’er possessed, And her wit and her beauty exceeded the rest. A noble young squire that lived in that place Would have courted this lady of beauty…
Carrie Grover Project · Carrie Grover – Farewell To Nancy I’ve travelled this country both early and late. I’ve travelled this country when hard was my fate Fell in love with a pretty fair maid, but she does me disdain. Oft times she has slighted me, but I’ll try her…
The sun had set behind the hill, across the dreary moor, When wet and cold there came a boy, up to the farmer’s door “Can you tell me,” said he “If any there be, Who would like to give employ For to plow, for to sow, for to harrow and…
I married a wife, I took her home. Gently, Jinnie, fair Rosemary. But I think I married a little too soon, As the dew flies over the mulberry tree. My wife would neither card nor spin, Gently Jinnie, fair Rosemary; She was afraid of soiling her delicate skin As the…