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Song: The Oak and The Ash
Album: North Country
Track Number: 6
Country of Origin: United States
A North Country maid up to London had strayed,
Although with her nature it did not agree,
Which made her repent, and so bitterly lament,
Oh I wish once again for the North Country.
Oh, the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree,
They all grow at home in the North Country.
O fain would I be in the North Country,
Where the lads and the lasses are making of hay;
There should I see what is pleasant to me,
A mischief on them who entic’d me away!
I like not the court, nor the city resort,
Wherever I look, only strangers I see;
Their pomp and their pride I can never abide,
Because with my humour it does not agree.
The ewes and their lambs, with the kids and their dams,
To see in my country how finely they play;
The bells they do ring, and the birds they do sing,
And the fields and the forests are pleasant sand gay.
How oft have I been in the Westmoreland green,
Where the young men and maidens resort for to play,
Where we with delight, from morning till night,
Could feast it and frolic on each holy-day.
A maiden I am, and a maid I’ll remain,
Until my own country again I do see,
For the one whom I wed must be North Country bred
And live in my North Country home with me.
© 2006 Fremdheit
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