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Henry Martin
05:20
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There were three brothers in merry Scotland,
In merry Scotland there were three,
And they did cast lots which of them should go,
should go, should go,
And turn robber all on the salt sea.
The lot it fell first upon Henry Martin,
The youngest of all three;
That he should turn robber all on the salt sea,
Salt sea, salt sea.
For to maintain his two brothers and he.
He had not been sailing but a long winter's night
And a part of a short winter's day,
Before he espied a stout lofty ship,
lofty ship, lofty ship,
Come abiding down on him straight way.
Hullo! Hullo! cried Henry Martin,
What makes you sail so nigh?
I'm a rich merchant bound for fair London town,
London Town, London Town
Will you please for to let me pass by?
Oh no! Oh no! cried Henry Martin,
That thing it never could be,
For I am turned robber all on the salt sea
Salt sea, salt sea.
For to maintain my poor brothers and me.
With broadside and broadside and at it they went
For fully two hours or three,
Till Henry Martin gave to her the deathshot,
the deathshot, the deathshot,
And straight to the bottom went she.
Bad news, bad news, to old England came
Bad news to fair London Town,
There's been a rich vessel and she's cast away,
cast away, cast away,
And all of the merry men drown'd.
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The Boys of Mullaghbawn
03:51
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On a Monday morning early
As my wandering steps did lead me
Down by a farmer’s station of meadow and green lawn
I heard great lamentation
That the wee birds they were makin
Sayin’ we’ll have no more engagements with the boys of Mullaghbawn
Squire Jackson he’s unequaled
For honor and for reason
He’d never prove a traitor or betray the rights of man
But now we are endangered
By a vile deceiving stranger
Who has ordered transportation for the boys of Mullaghbawn
As our heroes crossed the ocean
I am told the ship in motion
Did cause a great commotion as if the seas ran dry
The trout and salmon gaping
The cuckoo left her station
Sayin farewell to bonny Erin and the hills of Mullaghbawn
So to end my lamentation
We are all in consternation
For want of education I am forced to end my song
For without hesitation
We are charged with combination
And sent for transportation from the hills of Mullaghbawn
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The Nightingale
04:32
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Woeful was the day when I was pressed to sail afar
And leave behind the girl I loved in the town of Ballynagard
The shady groves were my delight til I was forced to sail
You all may guess at my distress lying in the Nightingale
Oh grief and woe that I must go and fight for England’s king
I do not know his friend or foe and war’s a cruel thing
The Nightingale lies near at hand, my time alas is brief
From pearling streams and mountain rills I part with bitter grief
No more I’ll walk the golden hills with Nancy by my side
Or stroll along the sun-bright rills or view my land with pride
We sail away at dawn of day our sails already set
When old Ireland’s shore I see no more, I will sigh with deep regret
Now all is change and I must range across the ocean wide
Our ship she may in Biscay Bay be sunk beneath the tide
If I should fall by a cannonball or sink beneath the sea
Good people all, a tear let fall and mourn for mine and me
But if God should spare my graying hair and bring me back again
I’ll love far more my Antrim shore, it’s dark blue hills and glens
Around my fire but one desire God grant til life shall fail
To keep me far from cruel war and from the Nightingale
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Áit Ait Saint Paul, Minnesota
Áit Ait (Irish for “strange place” or “uncanny valley”) are an experimental folk duo focused on reinterpretations of traditional songs – dark and deep, bright and sparkling; full of noise and life. Based in Minnesota, Áit Ait is Aja McCullough (song) and Patrick Maun (sound). ... more
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