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The Poacher's Fate
02:58
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Come all you lads of high renown that love to drink strong ale that's brown
We'll bring those lofty pheasants down with powder, shot, and gun
I and five more a poaching went to kill some game was our intent
As through the woods we gaily went no other sport we'd try
And the moon shone bright not a cloud in sight
The keeper heard us fire our gun and to the spot did quickly run
He swore before the rising sun that one of us should die
The bravest youth amongst our lot t'was his misfortune to be shot
His deeds will never be forgot by those he loved below
He was a gallant youth I will tell the truth
His memory ever shall be blessed he rose again to stand the test
But down upon his gallant breast the crimson blood did flow
This youth he sank upon the ground and in his breast a mortal wound
While through the woods the guns did sound that took his life away
For help he cried But was denied
Deep was the wound the keeper gave no mortal man his life could save
He now lies sleeping in his grave until his judgement day
His case it makes the heart lament, our comrades all to gaol were sent
Our enemies seemed fully bent that there we would remain
But fortune changed her mind and to us proved kind
No more locked up in midnight cells to hear the turnkey boast their bells
Those clanging doors we'll bid farewell and the rattling of the chains
The murderous hand that did him kill and on the ground his blood did spill
Must wander e're against his will and find no resting place
Destructive things his conscience stings
Condemned to wander all forlorn and ever feel the smarting thorn
Be pointed out with the finger of scorn condemned for to die
Come all you lads of high renown that love to drink strong ale that's brown
We'll bring those lofty pheasants down with powder, shot, and gun
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Alizon Device
04:19
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How strange it is to think that a poor beggar girl like me
Should now be known to all that live across this broad county
I was born and raised at Malkin Tower where I expected to remain
But now I've been condemned to die, I'll never see my home again
My mother is a poor woman my father I've never known
My grandmother, a wise-woman, she raised me as her own
She taught me all that she did know when I was still a child
And together we would ramble o're the moors for miles
How I wish I was still on the moors of Pendle Hill
Where the sweet heather blooms all the day
One day as I was walking in the spring time of the year
I met with a bold pedlar on the road through Lancashire
Kind sir, said I, please stop awhile and sell three pins to me
For I have two and sixpence which I'll gladly spend with thee
He looked at my torn petticoat and to me these words did say
You take me for a fool, young girl, I know you cannot pay
If you have two and sixpence, then I'm the king of Spain
And then he turned away from me and walked on just the same
How I wish...
And when he spoke these spiteful words it made my heart full sore
I vowed he would not speak such words to young maids anymore
And at these thoughts my will was done, down the pedlar fell
And all the while I feared that I had damned my soul to hell
Can life be such a feeble thing to perish at a whim
Though men may not forgive my crimes may god forgive my sins
Farewell mother, my brother, and my sister too
And when I'm covered in cold clay, may the lord watch over you
How I wish..
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There is a Tavern
03:23
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There is a tavern in yonder town
Where my true love goes and sets him down
He takes another girl on his knee
Now don't you think that's a grief for me?
A grief a grief and I'll tell you why
Because she has got more gold than I
But her looks will fade and her beauty will pass
And then poor girl she'll come like me at last
O when my apron it tied low
He followed me through frost and snow
But now it ties underneath my chin
He passes my by and he says nothing
There is a blackbird in yonder tree
They say its blind and it cannot see
I wish it had of been so by me
Before I'd kept my love's company
Now all young girls be advised by me
Never let a stranger take you on his knee
He'll court and kiss you, swear to be true
But the very next moment he'll bid you adieu
My heart is weary with all this grief
For my true love was worse than a thief
A thief will rob you and run away
But a false young man will lead you astray
Go dig my grave long wide and deep
Put marble stones at my head and feet
Plant a red rose bush in the middle of me
For I loved that lad but he didn't love me
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Murder in the Red Barn
03:46
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Come all you thoughtless young men
A warning take by me
And think of my unhappy fate
To be hanged upon a tree
My name is William Corder
The truth I do declare
I courted Maria Marten
Both beautiful and fair
I promised that I'd marry her
All on one certain day
Instead of that I was resolved
To take her life away
I went unto her father's house
The eighteenth day of May
Saying: "come my dearest Maria
Let us fix our wedding day"
"If you'll meet me at the Red Barn,
As sure as I have life
I'll take you down to Ipswich town
And there make you my wife"
I straight went home and fetched my gun
My pickaxe and my spade
I went unto the Red Barn
And there I dug a grave
With heart so light she thought no harm
To meet me she did go
I murdered her all in the barn
And I laid her body low
Now all things being silent
She could not take no rest
But appeared at her mother's house
That had suckled her at her breast
Her mother dreamed a dreadful dream
She dreamed it three nights o'er
She dreamed her dearest Maria
Lay beneath the Red Barn floor
She sent her father to the barn
And in the ground he thrust
And there he saw his daughter dear
All a-mingling with the dust
Adieu Adieu remember me
My glass is almost run
For early in the morning
I am sentenced to the be hung
So all young men that do pass by
With pit look on me
For the murder of Maria Marten
I was hanged upon a tree
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Cecilia
04:05
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Cecilia on one certain day
She dressed herself in man's array
With a brace of pistols all by her side
To meet her true love, to meet her true love
To meet her true love away did ride
She met him boldly on the plain
Stand and deliver she said young man
Stand and deliver young man she said
Or else this moment, or else this moment
Or else this moment your life I'll lay
She robbed him of his watch and gold
Gave him the empty purse to hold
Saying there's one thing more on your finger now
Deliver it to me, deliver it to me
Deliver it your life to spare
This diamond ring a token was
Before I'd lose it I'd lose my life
She being tender hearted more like a dove
She rode away, she rode away
She rode away from her own true love
Now early next morning plain to be seen
This couple walked on the garden green
When he saw his watch hanging by her clothes
Which made him blush, which made him blush
Which made him blush like the damask rose
How can you blush at such a thing
More if I'd had your diamond ring
For it was I who robbed you upon the plain
So take your gold love, so take your gold love
So take your gold love and watch again
Why did you enter such a foolish plot
Suppose your pistol you would have shot
And if you had killed me out on the plain
Forever after, forever after
Forever after you'd be brought to shame
I did intend and twas to know
Whether your love it was true or no
But now I have a contented mind
My love and all, my love and all
My love and all, dear, they are thine
So this couple married were
And they do live a most happy pair
For the bells do ring and the music play
And they have pleasure, and they have pleasure
And they have pleasure both night and day
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Here's adieu to all judges and juries
Justice and old bailey too
Seven years I'm parted from my true love
Seven years I'm transported you know
O Polly I'm going for to leave you
For seven long years love or more
But the time it won't seem but one moment
When I think on the girl I adore
How hard is a place of confinement
That keeps me from my heart's delight
Cold irons and cold chains bound around me
And a plank for my pillow at night
If I had the wings of an eagle
Over the seas I would fly
I'd fly to the arms of my true love
And forever contented we'd lie
And if ever I return from the ocean
Stores of riches I'll bring for my dear
And it's all for the sake of my true love
I'll cross the salt seas without fear
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Going down the dale by Alphin they heard John Andrew's horn
And every lad worth rearing was hunting bread and born
The squire and the poor man, hand in hand went they
And the life was worth the living in old John Andrew's day
In Whitebrook fields by Alderman a brown hare was bread
That oft' o'er top of Board Hill the Friezland hounds had led
But on a hunting morning he wound his horn and swore
That the brown hare of Whitebrook will double back no more
To mi fol de rol de day, to mi fol de rol de day
There never came from heaven a fairer questing morn
The white mist lay on Wharmton like the blossom on the thorn
But the fairest sight of all, the glory of the scene
Were those merry lads from Greenfield in their hunting red and green
She sat that morn at Tunstead beneath a white thorn tree
Of all the hares in Saddleworth the bonniest was she
The spirit of the moorwind was in her bounding leap
And the love of every hunter went with her up the steep
They brought the famous Bounty, the pride of Bockin Hall
The fleetest hound in all the land to bring about her fall
They gave her "view halloa" when they saw her break away
Like a sunbeam through a gap-hole the Whipper-in did say
They took the fields to Brockley and o'r the heather height
She caught the rising moorcock and matched him in his flight
Fleet Bounty swept the bracken like a russle of the wind
But the brown hare of Whitebrook kept leaving them behind
They bowled along to Rimmon side and Towler led the pack
And never hare dare loiter with Towler on her track
They danced the royal music yon Birchen Clough across
With the scent knee-deep behind them along the Ashway Moss
They headed o'er for Slate Pit and Bounty was the cry
That gallant hound in answer rose amongst the moor grass high
"She's shot her bolt", said Andrew's, when he saw her break and fail
And he sounded 'gone-away lads' down bonny Longdendale
They went that night to Boarshurst a hunting cup to fill
Said Andrews "Merry gentlemen, this day we've failed to kill
But so long as I be huntsman, I swear it now", said he
"That the brown hare of Whitebrook shall live in peace for me"
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Brave Benbow
02:51
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Oh come good people all
young and old, young and old
oh come good people all young and old
it's of an Admiral brave called Benow by his name
how he fought on the raging main you shall hear, you shall hear
Brave Benbow he set sail
for to fight, for to fight
Brave Benbow he set sail for to fight
Brave Benbow he set sail in a sweet and pleasant gale
but his captains they turned tail in a fright, in a fright
Says Kirby unto Wade
"I will run, I will run"
Says Kirby unto Wade "I will run"
"For I value no disgrace, even losing of my place
but the enemy I won't face nor their guns, nor their guns"
So Brave Benbow gave the signal
for to fight, for to fight
so Brave Benbow gave the signal for to fight
the ships boxed up and down and the shots they flew all around
and the men came tumbling down, there they lay, there they lay
Admiral Benbow lost his legs
by chain shot, by chain shot
Admiral Benbow lost his legs by chain shot
he down on his stumps did fall and quite bitterly he did call
"Fight on my British Tars, 'tis my lot, 'tis my lot"
While the surgeon dressed his wounds
oh he cried, oh he cried
while the surgeon dressed his wounds oh he cried
"Let my cradle now in haste, on the quarter deck be placed
that the enemy I may face 'til I'm dead, 'til I'm dead
'Twas on tuesday morning last
Benbow died, Benbow died
'twas on tuesday morning last Benbow died
'twas a shocking sight to see, Admiral Benbow carried away
he was buried in Kingston church, there he lay, there he lay.
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The Manchester Angel
02:58
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It's coming down to Manchester to gain my liberty,
I met one of the prettiest girls that ever my eyes did see
I met one of the prettiest girls that ever my eyes dd see
At the Angel Inn in Manchester, there is the girl for me.
Then early next morning, just at the break of day,
I went to my love's bedside, my morning vows to pay.
I kissed her and I cuddled her, I bade her to lie warm;
She said: "My jolly soldier, do you nean me any harm ?'
"To mean you any harm, my love, is a thing that I do scorn.
If you would lie in bed with me, I'll marry you in the morn.
Before my lawful officer, my vows I will fulfil."
She said, " My jolly soldier, you may lie as long as you will.'
Our rout came on Monday and on Thursday we marched away.
The drums and bugles so sweetly they did play.
Some hearts they were merry, but mine was full of woe.
She says: "May I go along with you ? " " Oh no, my love, oh no."
"If you should stand a sentry on a cold and bitter day,
Your colours they would fade, my love, your beauty would decay,
Your colours they would fade, my love, your beauty would decay
So stay at home, dear Nancy." But still she answered, "Nay"
"I'll go down to your officer, and I'll buy your discharge,
Ten guineas I'll surrender if they'll set you at large.
And if that will not do my love, then with you I will go,
So may I go along with you?" And still he answered:"No."
"1'll go down in some nunnery and there I'll end my life.
I'll never be contented nor yet become a wife.
But constant and true-hearted, love, forever I'll remain,
And never will get married till my soldier comes again"
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Wild Rover
03:45
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Well I've been a wild rover for many long years
and I've spent all my money on tobacco and beer
but I've given up wild roving, put my money in store
And I never will play the wild rover no more
wild rover, wild rover no more
and I never will play the wild rover no more
I went to a ale house that I used to frequent
and I told the landlady my money was spent
I asked for a glass and they answered me "nay"
Such a customer as you I can find any day
(chorus)
I put my hand in my pocket and from it I drew
a handful of notes on the counter I threw
now I could have had whisky or brandy galore
but I never will play the wild rover no more
(chorus)
I'll go to my father, tell him what I've done
and hope that he'll pardon his prodigal son
I'll go to my mother and there I'll remain
and I never will play the wild rover again
(chorus)
and its no nay never no never no more
and I never will play the wild rover no more
(chorus)
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Carrickmannon Lake
02:43
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One evening for my pastime a ramble I did take
Down by yon crystal fountain called Carrickmannon Lake
Down by yon crystal fountain an image I did view
Sure nature never could design an image quite like you
With courage bold undaunted I boldly then set forth
Saying my delightful charmer you venus of the North
Give me my way or else I'll stray my one and only joy
And sure it would be a pity for to kill a harmless boy
With flashing eye and ne'er a sigh she coldly said to me
"Young man depart for in my heart no place is decked for thee"
And to my further pleading no answer would she make
But turned away and left me there by, Carrickmannon Lake
Killinchy is my dwelling place where first my breath I drew
Drumreagh it is my parent's place, ten thousand times adieu
All for her sake I'll passage take across the stormy seas
A pilgrim there to do and dare in North Americee
Now all young men take warning and shun Killinchy fair
Likewise sweet Carrickmannon for that false one lives there
And as the sun's declining o'er yonder hill so clear
The shadow of her dwelling in the lake it does appear
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