The ballad of young John & his true sweetheart - Prescott, Oliveria

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◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → Lowland Scots

Parts 4

Instruments A cappella

Pages 8

CPDL # 77724

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2023-11-30

License Personal

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A fair maid sat at her bower-door, Wringing her lily hands; And by it came a sprightly youth Fast tripping o’er the strands. ‘Where gang ye, young John,’ she says, ‘Sae early in the day? It gars me think, by your fast trip, Your journey’s far away.’ He turn’d about wi’ an angry look, And said, ‘What’s that to thee? I’m gaen’ to see a lovely may That fairer far than ye.’ ‘Now hae you played me this, fause love, In simmer, mid the flow’rs ? I sall repay ye back again In winter, ’mid the show’rs. ‘But again, dear love, and again, dear love, Will ye not turn again? For as ye look to ither women Sall I to ither men.’ ‘O make your choice o’ whom you please, For I my choice will have; I’ve chosen a fairer may than thee, I never will deceive.’ She’s kilted up her claithing fine, And after him gaed she; But aye he said, ‘Turn back, turn back, Nae further gang wi’ me!’ ‘But again, dear love, and again, dear love, Will ye never love me again? Alas for loving you sae weel, And you nae me again!’ The firstan town that they cam’ till, His heart it grew mair fain; And he was as deep in love wi’ her As she wi’ him again. The neistan town that they cam’ till, He bought her wedding-gown; And made her lady o’ ha’s and bowers, In bonny Berwick town.