Oh, the blacksmith courted me, Nine months and better, He fairly won my heart, Wrote me a letter. With his hammer in his hand, He looked quite clever, And if I was with my love, I would live forever. But where is my love gone? With his cheeks like roses, And his good black billycock on, Decked around with primroses. I’m afraid the scorching sun, Might shine and burn his beauty. And if I was with my love, I would do my duty. Strange news is come to town, Strange news is carried. Strange news flies up and down, That my love is married. I wish them both much joy, Though they cannot hear me, And may God reward them well, For the slighting of me. Don’t you remember when You laid beside me, And you said you’d marry me, And not deny me? If I said I’d marry you, It was only for to try you, So, bring your witness, love, And I’ll not deny you. Oh, witness have I none, Save God almighty, And may he reward you well, For the slighting of me. Her cheeks grew pale and wan, It made her poor heart to tremble, To think she loved a one, And he proved deceitful Oh, the blacksmith courted me, Nine months and better, He fairly won my heart, Wrote me a letter. With his hammer in his hand, He looked quite clever, And if I was with my love, I would live forever.
@CarlosVazquez-p4c8 күн бұрын
Good 👍 to hear 👏 🙌 a new song 🎵 and your beautiful banjo playing too.
@krux55065 күн бұрын
Well done!
@JacobvsRex8 күн бұрын
Quite nice
@samwalker75676 күн бұрын
This is so atmospheric. The slow rock of the chair, the foggy sky, the dawn chorus of birds. This is how music was experienced for so much of history, and it's somehow magically slower paced and very relaxing.
@chickenindoubleC5 күн бұрын
You've made my day, I'm so glad I could share the moment with you, even if it's just digital. The pace and connection to those before us is something I think about a lot. Thank you so much for listening
@tylerjgifford8 күн бұрын
2:47 is really great I like the brush combo thing you've done there