The banks of the Tweed - Abrams, Harriett

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"From "A Collection of Scotch Songs harmonized for 2 & 3 Voices". Verses 2 and 3 were not included by Miss Abrahams, and have been imported from other song-books."

◈ Genre → Glees ♬ Voicing → SSB,TTB ¶ Language → English

Parts 3

Instruments A cappella

Pages 2

CPDL # 71749

Editor Christopher Shaw

Posted 2022-12-01

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¶Lyrics / Text

To the soft murm'ring streams I will sing of my love, How delighted I am when abroad I can rove To indulge a fond passion for Jockey my dear! When he's absent I sigh, but how blithe when he's near; 'Tis thus rural amusement delights my sad heart; Come away to my arms love and never depart. To his pipe I could sing, for he's bonny and gay: Did he know how I lov'd him, no longer he'd stay. Neither linnet or nightingale sing half so sweet; And the soft melting strain did kind echo repeat: It so ravish'd my heart, and delighted my ear. Swift as lightning I flew to the arms of my dear. She, surpriz'd, and detected, some moments did stand; Like the rose was her cheek, and the lily her hand, Which she plac'd on her breast, and said, Jockey, I fear I have been too imprudent: pray, how came you here? For to visit my ewes, and to see my lambs play, By the banks of the Tweed and the groves I did stray: But, my Jenny, dear Jenny, how oft have I sigh'd, And have vow'd endless love, if you'd be my bride: To the altar of Hymen, my fair one, repair; Where the knot of affection shall tie the fond pair; To the pipe's sprightly notes the gay dance we will lead, And will bless the dear grove, by the banks of the Tweed.