One evening fair for to take the air Down by Blackwaterside It was gazing all around me That an Irish lad I spied
All through the forepart of the night They did roll in sport and play Then this young man arose and he gathered his clothes Saying, "Fare thee well, today!"
That′s not the promise that you made to me When you lay on my breast You would have 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 cry your fill And think on your misfortune That you brought on with your wanton will
There′s not a girl in this whole wide world More easily led than I And when fishes can fly and the seas run dry It is then that you'll marry I It is then that you'll marry I
One evening fair for to take the air Down by Blackwaterside It was gazing all around me That an Irish lad I spied
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