Underneath the stars I'll meet you Underneath the stars I'll greet you There beneath the stars I'll leave you Before you go of your own free will Go
Vertaling: Rusby, Kate. Onder Die Sterre.
Cruel were my parents, to tear my love from me, Cruel was the pressgang that took him to the sea, Cruel was the little boat that rowed him off the strand
Bring me a boat to cross to my dear, I stand here alone, with my sweetheart so near, Bring to me a boat to cross o'er the Tyne, For it's deep murky waters
Polly, she is fine, and she's kind, She's fallen for a sailor, and he to her proved kind, He said, I'm sorry for to say, Polly I must sail away, Oh but
They say a girl like me should wed, And take a man to lay in my bed But I would like to stay young and free, And oh, I wish they would let me be Oh,
Have you heard of the blind harper, Now he lived in Hogmaven town, He went down to fair England, To steal King Henry's wanton Brown. First he went unto
There came a ghost to Margaret's door With many a greivous groan And aye he's tirled long at the pin But answer she gave none Is it my father phillip
The daughter of Megan, so lovely and blooming, I met in Glenavon's gay glittering hall, And high rose my heart, ambition assuming To dance with the damsel
One day as I was walking all o'er yon fields of moss, I had no thoughts of enlisting till some soldiers did me cross, They kindly did invite me to a
The good man he came home one night The good man, home came he There he spied an old saddle horse Where no horse should there be It's a cow, it's a cow
Young James he has gone to the sea, And he promised he'd come back for me, The people say, he ran away with another, But true to his word he will be.
Ya hear me shout when no one's about, You find me where I can't be seen. I feel the air flowing for life's in full swing, So tell me why I cannot breathe
