Blackwaterside Songtext
von Muireann Nic Amhlaoibh

One evening fair for to take the air
Down by Blackwaterside
It was gazing all around me
That an Irish lad I spied

All through the forepart of the night
They did roll in sport and play
Then this young man arose and he gathered his clothes
Saying, "Fare thee well, today!"

That′s not the promise that you made to me
When you lay on my breast
You would have me believe with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the west


Go home, go home to your father's garden
Go home and cry your fill
And think on your misfortune
That you brought on with your wanton will

There′s not a girl in this whole wide world
More easily led than I
And when fishes can fly and the seas run dry
It is then that you'll marry I
It is then that you'll marry I

One evening fair for to take the air
Down by Blackwaterside
It was gazing all around me
That an Irish lad I spied

That an Irish lad I spied
That an Irish lad I spied