Kitty of Coleraine - Lloyd, Charles Harford

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"Irish Air"

◈ Genre / Form Folksongs

♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments A cappella

Pages 8

CPDL # 77162

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2023-11-09

License Personal

¶Lyrics / Text

As beautiful Kitty One morning was tripping With a pitcher of milk from the fair of Coleraine, When she saw me she stumbled, The pitcher down tumbled, And all the sweet buttermilk water’d the plain. “Oh! what shall I do now? ’Twas looking at you now; Sure, sure such a pitcher I’ll ne’er meet again, ’Twas the pride of my dairy, Oh! Barney McCleary, You’re sent as a plague to the girls of Coleraine.” I sat down beside her And gently did chide her, That such a misfortune should give her such pain; A kiss then I gave her, And ere I did leave her, She vow’d for such pleasure she’d break it again. ’Twas haymaking season, I can’t tell the reason, Misfortunes will never come single, ’tis plain, For very soon after Poor Kitty’s disaster, The devil a pitcher was whole in Coleraine. attr. to Edward Lysaght

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