Song and the Single Girl

by Emily Groff

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1.
Why weep ye by the tide, Lady Why weep ye by the tide? I'll wed ye tae my youngest son And ye shall be his bride And ye shall be his bride, Lady Sae comely tae be seen But aye, she let a tear doon fa' For Jock O' Hazeldean Ah, let this willfull grief be done And dry your cheek sae pale My son is Earl o' Errington And Laird o' Langleydale His step is first in peaceful hall His sword in battle keen But aye, she let a tear doon fa' For Jock O' Hazeldean For chain o' gold ye shall nae lack Nor ribbons tae bind yer hair Nor mettled hound, nor managed hawk Nor palfrey fresh and fair And ye the foremost of them all Shall ride, our forest Queen But aye, she let a tear doon fa' For Jock O' Hazeldean The kirk was decked at mornin' tide The candles glimmered fair The priest and bridegroom await the bride And dame and knight were there They sought her by her bower and hall But the lady was nae seen For she's over the border and awa' Wi' Jock o' Hazeldean Well may the world go The world go, the world go Well may the world go When I'm far away Well may the skiers turn, The swimmers turn, the lovers burn Peace may the generals learn When I'm far away
2.
Carrigdhoun 02:37
On Carrigdhoun the heath is brown. The sky is dark o'er Ard-na-Lee, And many a stream comes rushing down To swell the angry Owen na Buidhe. The moaning blast goes sweeping past Through many a leafless tree, And I alone, for he is gone, My hawk is flown, ochone mo chroidhe. The heath is green on Carrigdhoun. Bright shines the sun o'er Ard-na-Lee The light green trees bend trembling down To kiss the slumbering Own na Buidhe. That happy day -- 'twas but last May -- 'Tis like a dream to me, When Donal swore, aye o'er and o'er, We'd part no more a stór mo chroidhe. Light April showers and bright May flowers Will bring the summer back again, But will they bring me back the hours I spent with my brave Donal then? 'Tis but a chance, he's gone to France To wear the Fleur-de-Lis, I'll follow you, my Donal Dhu, For still I'm true to you mo chroidhe.
3.
There was a young maid, a handsome young maid There was a young maid, she lived on the shore There was a young maid and she lived on the shore And she cried for the loss of the one she adored All for the love, all for the love, and it's all for the love of her Willy-o She cut off her hair, her long golden hair, She cut off her hair and she dressed like a man She cut off her hair and she dressed like a man, All for to search in a distant land All for the love, all for the love, and it's all for the love of her Willy-o She signed on a barque, to work on a barque She signed on a barque and she put out to sea She signed on a barque and she put out to sea All for to search in a far country All for the love, all for the love, and it's all for the love of her Willy-o One night as she worked in the riggin' up high Her breast fell into the pale moonlight Her breast fell into the pale moonlight, The sailors smiled to see the sight All for the love, all for the love, and it's all for the love of her Willy-o They took her below and they sent her below, They took her below for the captain to see They took her below for the captain to see, He opened his vest Out fell a breast Who would have guessed? They're both on a quest for their Willy-o All for the love, all for the love, and it's all for the love of their Willy-o The crew came below and they all came below The crew came below and they opened their vests The crew came below and they opened their vests Out fell their breasts Now you have guessed They're all on a quest for their Willy-o All for the love, all for the love, and it's all for the love of their Willy-o I will sing no more and I won't sing no more I will sing no more for I must get away I will sing no more for I must get away Their ship was spotted just yesterday All for the love, all for the love, and it's all for the love of my Willy-o
4.
If you don't love me Then love whom you please Throw your arms 'round him Give your heart ease Give your heart ease, dear Give your heart ease Throw your arms round him Give your heart ease Jennifer Juniper lives upon the hill Jennifer Juniper, sitting very still Is she sleeping? I don't think so Is she breathing? Yes, very low Whatchya doin', Jennifer, my love? Jennifer Juniper rides a dapple mare Jennifer Juniper, lilacs in her hair Is she dreaming? Yes, I think so Is she pretty? Yes, ever so Whatchya doin', Jennifer, my love? I'm thinking of What it would be like if she loved me You know, just lately This happy song, it came along, And I had to somehow try and tell you Jennifer Juniper, hair of golden flax Jennifer Juniper longs for what she lacks Do you like her? Yes, I do, sir Would you love her? Yes, I would, sir Whatchya doin', Jennifer, my love?
5.
Heiemo kvad, det song i li (Heiemo sang, it sounded in hillsides) Vakna dikko ædelige drengje (Wake, you noble boys/youths/lads) Det høyrde Nykkjen på havet skrid (The Nix heard it, striding the seas) For de hev sove tie for lengje (For you have slept silently for too long) Heiemo kvad, det song i lund (Heiemo sang, it sounded in fields) Det høyrde Nykkjen den heiding hund (The Nix heard it, that heathen hound) Nykkjen han tala til styringsmand (The Nix spoke to the navigator) "Du styrer mitt skip på Kristi land" ("You are guiding my ship to Christian land") "Eg vil meg på Kristi land gå (”I want to walk the Christian land) Den vene jomfrua vil eg få (That beautiful maid will I have") Så gjenge han seg i stuga inn (Then he walked into the small hut) Men hoge hatt og plomekinn (With a tall hat and plump cheeks) Nykkjen han dansa og Heiemo kvad (The Nix, he danced and Heiemo sang) Det gleddes alt folket i stugone var (This pleased all men who were in the huts) "No må kver gange heim te seg ("Now each must walk to their own) Heiemo tek eg på skipet med meg" (I will take Heiemo with me on the ship") Heiemo, Heiemo, still din harm (Heiemo, Heiemo, calm your wrath) Du skal få sove på Nykkjens arm (You will be sleeping on the Nix’ arm) Ho stakk til Nykkjen i holamot (She stung the Nix in his chest) Og odden han rand i hjarterot (And the blade ran to the heart’s root) "Her ligger du Nykkjen for ravn og hund ("Here you lie, Nix, for raven and hound) Enno så hev eg min kvedarlund" (I still have my singing field")
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Willy's Rare 03:03
There lived a lady in the North I ne'er did find her marrow She was courted by nine gentlemen And a plooboy lad frae Yarrow Oh Willy's rare and Willy's fair And Willy's wondrous bonny And Willy's gon tae marry me Gin e'er I marry ony As he cam' by yon waterside On the dowie dens o' Yarrow He espied the nine gentlemen Cam' tae fecht wi' him on Yarrow I dreamed a dream, a dreadfu' dream Twas fu' o' pain and sorrow I dreamed i pu'ed the heather green On the dowie dens o' Yarrow Oh cam' ye by yon waterside Tae pick the rose and lily Or cam' ye by yon meadow green And saw ye my sweet Willy? She socht him high, she socht him lae She socht him brade and narrow Till in the clifton o' a craig She's found him drooned in Yarrow Yestere'en I mad' my bed fu' brade Tae nicht I'll mak' it narrow For a' the lee lang winter's nicht I lie twined o' my marrow Oh Willy's rare and Willy's fair And Willy's wondrous bonny And willy wud hae married me Gin e'er I married ony
7.
I went to church on Sunday, my love she passed me by I knew her mind was changing by the roving of her eye By the roving of her eye, by the roving of her eye I knew her mind was changing by the roving of her eye My love is fair and proper, her waist is neat and small And she is kind and gentle, and that's the best of all Oh, Hannah, loving Hannah, come give to me your hand You said if you would marry that I would be the one That I would be the one, that I would be the one You said if you would marry that I would be the one I will go down by the river when everyone's asleep And think of loving Hannah, and then sit down and weep And then sit down and weep, and then sit down and weep And think of loving Hannah, and then sit down and weep I went to church on Sunday, my love she passed me by I knew her mind was changing by the roving of her eye
8.
My love said to me, "my mother won't mind And me father won't slight you for your lack of kine," Then she stepped close beside me, and this she did say, "It will not be long, love, 'till our wedding day" She stepped away from me and she moved through the faire Where hand-clapping dealers' loud shouts rang the air The sunlight about her did sparkle and play Saying, It will not be long, love, 'till our wedding day When dew falls on meadow and frost fills the night And the glow on the greensward is half-rose, half-light I'll steal from my casement and I'll run away Then it will not be long, love, 'till our wedding day I dreamt it last night that my true love came in So softly she entered, her feet made no din She laid her hand on me, and this she did say: "It will not be long, now, 'till our wedding day"
9.
Oh, Johnny be fair and Johnny be fine and wants me for to wed And I would marry Johnny, but me father up and said I'm sorry to tell you, daughter, what your mother never knew That Johnny, too, is a son of mine, and so he's kin to you Oh, Jimmy be fair and Jimmy be fine and wants me for to wed And I would marry Johnny, but me father up and said I'm sorry to tell you, daughter, what your mother never knew That Jimmy, too, is a son of mine, and so he's kin to you Oh, Kenny be fair and Kenny be fine and wants me for to wed And I would marry Johnny, but me father up and said I'm sorry to tell you, daughter, what your mother never knew That Kenny, too, is a son of mine, and so he's kin to you Well, you've never seen a girl so sad and sorry as I was The boys in town are all me kin and me father is the cause! If life should thus continue I will die a single miss So I go to my dear mother and complain to her of this Oh, daughter, didn't I teach you to forgive and to forget Me husband may have sown his oats, but still you needn't fret Your father may be father to all the boys in town, but still, He's not the one who sired you, so marry who you will
10.
A king has been a prisoner And a prisoner long in Spain And Willy o' the Winsbury Has lain long with his daughter at home What ails you, what ails you, my daughter Janet? Why look you so pale and wan? Oh, have you had any sore sickness Or been lying with a man? I have not had any sore sickness Nor yet been lying with a man But it is for you, my father dear, In biding so long in Spain Cast off, cast off your berry brown gown Stand naked on the stone That I may know you by your shape If you be a maiden or no And she's cast off her berry brown gown Stood naked on the stone Her apron hung low, her haunches were round Her face was pale and wan And was it a lord or a duke or a knight, Or a man of birth and fame? Or was it one of my servingmen Who so lately come out of Spain? It was not a lord or a duke or a knight Nor a man of birth and fame But it was for Willy o' Winsbury I no longer could lie alone And the king has called his merry men By thirty and by three Go bring me this Willy o' Winsbury For hanged he shall be But when he came before the king He was clad all in the red silk His hair was like the strands of gold His skin was as white as the milk And it is no wonder, said the king That my daughter's love you did win If I were a woman as I am a man My bedfellow you would have been And will you marry my daughter Janet By the truth of your right hand? Oh will you marry my daughter Janet? I'll make you the lord of my land Oh, yes, I will marry your daughter Janet By the truth of my right hand Oh, yes, I will marry your daughter Janet, But I'll not be the lord of your land And he's mounted her on a milk white steed Himself on the dapple grey And he's made her the lady of as much land As she may ride in a long summer's day
11.
Lie down, my newly married wife Lie easy as you can You're young and ill-accustomed yet To sleeping with a man The snow was deep, the moon was full As it shone on the cabin floor His young bride rose without a word And ran barefoot through the door He up and followed fast and sure And an angry man was he But his young bride wasn't e'er in sight And only the moon shown clearly He followed her track through the new, deep snow Calling out loud her name Only the dingoes in the hills Yowled back at him again Then the hair stood up along his neck And his angry mind was gone For where the two-foot track gave out A four-footed track went on Her nightgown lay upon the snow As it might on a bedsheet And the tracks that led from where it lay Were never of human feet Then his heart turned over in his chest He looked from side to side And he thought more of his gumwood fire Than he did of his griesly bride He first started in to walking back Then he began to run And his quarry turned all in her track And hunted him in turn Oh, long may his fire burn for him As he lies in a crimson tide Beware, beware, o trapper man, Beware of a griesly bride
12.
Come on baby it's morningtime (Do we, do we?) Time to open those sleepy eyes (Do we have to...?) I'm so tired I could lay back down And hold you till I am lost and found (Do we have to go?) Come on get up and lend a hand I put on the kettle and frying pan Two fried eggs and some hot cornbread'll Warm my sweetie out of this bed Raise your head from that pillow There's things about you I don't know You lie so still and you sleep so sound But in the night you were tossing round It's the darkest morning I've ever seen The wind is blowing the locust tree The sky is turning into blue And I am falling in love with you

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Songs of love, lust, longing and gore.

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released August 1, 2002

Emily Groff: harp, guitar, crystal goblets and vocals
David Denz: flute
Bruce Haedt: classical guitar and additional vocals
Carol Anspach: additional vocals
Karena Prater: additional vocals

Sound engineering by Eddie Jay Williams of Full Circuit Sound

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