Richard's Recordings
Richard's Introduction
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New Broom Sweeps Clean
Erin Galmcree
On the Banks of the Clady
She Landed in Baltimore
Sporice (Gaelic/English) |
On the Banks of the
Clady
One summer sunny evening being in the month of May
By a local flowery garden I strayed along my way.
I overheard a damsel in sorrows she complained
it was on the banks of Clady my true love did remain.
It's on the banks of Clady the ground where I now stand
and do not depend on Johnny for he's a false young man.
Do not depend on Johnny for he'll not meet you here.
Come tarry with me through yon green woods no dangers need you fear.
It's six long weary months aday or more since Johnny left our shore.
He's cruising them an ocean where foaming billows roll.
He's cruising them an ocean for fortune and for fame.
And '98 his ship was wrecked nigh' to the coast of Spain.
But when he heard the dreadful news he fell in deep despair
with the ringing of her hands and the tearing of her hair.
Saying Johnny if he has left me no man on earth I take
through the lonesome woods and valleys green I'll wander for his sake.
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