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 want and will.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
