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Ye Jacobites by Name
02:41
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Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear, lend an ear
Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear
Ye Jacobites by name your faults I will proclaim
Your doctrines I must blame, you shall hear, you shall hear
Your doctrines I must blame, you shall hear.
What is right and what is wrong by the law, by the law
What is right and what is wrong by the law
What is right and what is wrong, a short sword and a long
A weak arm and a strong for to draw, for to draw,
A weak arm and a strong for to draw.
What makes heroic strife famed afar, famed afar?
What makes heroic strife famed afar?
What makes heroic strife, to whet the assassin's knife
Or haunt a parent's life with bloody war, bloody war,
Or haunt a parent's life with bloody war.
Then leave your schemes alone in the state, in the state
Then leave your schemes alone in the state
Then leave your schemes alone, adore the rising sun
And leave a man alone to his fate, to his fate,
And leave a man alone to his fate.
Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear, lend an ear
Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear
Ye Jacobites by name your faults I will proclaim
Your doctrines I must blame, you shall hear, you shall hear,
Your doctrines I must blame, you shall hear.
What makes heroic strife famed afar, famed afar?
What makes heroic strife famed afar?
What makes heroic strife, to whet the assassin's knife
Or haunt a parent's life with bloody war, bloody war,
Or haunt a parent's life with bloody war.
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2. |
Ben Hall's Wake
03:42
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3. |
Bidh Eoin Waltz
03:12
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4. |
Considine's Grove
02:57
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5. |
The Doffing Mistress
02:11
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Oh do you know her or do you not
This doffing mistress that we have got
Oh Agnes Savage it is her name
And she hangs her coat on the highest pin
Riddley-rightfull oh, riddley rightful ray
On Monday morning when she comes in
She hangs her coat on the highest pin
She turns around for to view her girls
Sayin, damn you daughters lay up your ends
Riddley-rightfull oh, riddley rightful ray
Lay up our ends we will surely do
Our hands are steady our eyes are true
Lay up our ends we will surely do,
But for Lizzie Murphy and not for you
Riddley-rightfull oh, riddley rightful ray
When Agnes Savage comes up the path
She spreads her feet like a big jackass
She makes a noise like an elephant’s trunk
Aye and all the doffers they swear shes' drunk
Riddley-rightfull oh, riddley rightful ray
Oh Lizzie Murphy you went away
It’s every night for you we pray
You left us here with a broken heart
Now there's no-one left for to take our part
Riddley-rightfull oh, riddley rightful ray
Lay up our ends we will surely do
Our hands are steady our eyes are true
Lay up our ends we will surely do,
But for Lizzie Murphy and not for you
Riddley-rightfull oh, riddley rightful ray
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6. |
Streets of Forbes
04:09
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Come all of you Lachlan men and a sorrowful tale I'll tell
Concerning of a bushranger, who through misfortune fell
His name it was Ben Hall, a man of high renown
Who was hunted from his homestead and like a dog shot down
For three years he roamed the roads, and he showed the traps some fun
A thousand pounds was on his head with Gilbert and John Dunn
Ben parted from his comrades, the outlaws did agree
For to give away bushrangin' and cross the raging sea
Ben went to Goobang Creek and that was his downfall
For riddled like a sieve was valiant Ben Hall
It was early in the morning, all on the fifth of May
That the seven police surrounded him, as in his sleep he lay
Bill Duggan he was chosen for to shoot the outlaw dead
The others fired madly, as if they were afraid
Then they rolled him in his blanket and tied him to his prad
And they dragged him through the streets of Forbes to show the prize they had.
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7. |
Return to Camden Town
03:20
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8. |
As I Roved Out
03:51
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As I roved out on a May morning, on a May morning right early,
I met my love upon the way, Oh Lord but she was early.
Chorus:
And she sang Liltado, liltado, liltado de ley
She hidle on the dee, she hidle on the dee and she land dee.
Her boots were black and her stockings white and her buckles shone like silver
She had a dark and a rolling eye, and her earings tipped her shoulder
What age are you my nice sweet girl ? What age are you my honey ?
How modestly she answered me, I'll be 17 on sunday.
I went to the house at the top of the hill, when the moon was shining clearly,
She arose to let me in, but her mammy chanced to hear me.
She caught her by the hair of the head and down to the room she brought her,
And with the root of a hazel twig, she was the well-beat daughter
Will you marry me now my soldier lad, marry me now or never?
Will you marry me now my soldier lad for you see I'm done forever
No I won't marry you my bonny wee girl, I won’t marry you my honey,
For I have got a wife at home and how could I disown her
A pint at night is my delight and a gallon in the morning,
Old women are my heart break but the young one is my darling
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Sovay
04:25
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Sovay Sovay all on a day
She dressed herself in man's array
With a brace of pistols all by her side
To meet her true love, to meet her true love, the way she ride.
As she was riding over the plain
She met her love she bad him stand
'Stand and deliver, come sir,'' she said
''And if you do not, if you do not, I'll shoot you dead''
So he gives up his gold and his store
She keeps craving for one thing more
''Oh that diamond ring, that I've seen you wear,
Hand it over, hand it over, and your life I'll spare''
''Oh me diamond ring I wouldn't part
For it's a token from me sweetheart
Shoot and be damned you rogue" said he
"And you'll be hanged then, you'll be hanged then for murdering me''
She being soft-hearted just like a dove
She rode away she rode away from her true love.
Next morning in the garden green
Young Sovay and her love were seen
And he spied his watch hanging by her clothes
It made him blush lads, made him blush lads like any rose.
''Why do you blush you silly thing
I thought to have that diamond ring
It was I who robbed you all on the plain
So here's your gold, so here's your gold and your watch again''
''I only did it for to know
Whether you were a man or no
And If you had given me that ring she said
I'd have pulled the trigger, I'd have pulled the trigger and shot you dead''
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