Blackwaterside
One evening fair I took the air down by Blackwaterside
'Twas in gazing all around me that the Irish lad I spied.
All through the fore part of the night we lay in sport and play,
When this young man he arose and he gathered his clothes,
he said: '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.
Go home, go home to your father's garden, go home and weep your fill
and think on your own misfortune that you got with your wanton will'
Oh there's not a woman in this whole wide world as easily led as I
It's fishes they'll fly and the seas run dry, it's then he'll marry I!
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