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Celtic Lyrics Corner > Artists & Groups > Altan > Blackwater > Ar Bhruach Na Carraige Báine
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As I rode out to view the flowers Being in the morning early A pretty fair maid I chanced to spy Her flowers, they grew most neatly Her cherry cheeks, her ruby lips Her eyes would tickle a daisy I took this fair maid by the hand She said, "Young man, go easy" |
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I'm a plowboy, my seeds to grow And that's well known to my neighbors And many's a field I've plowed indeed And that's without much labor I'll plow, I'll sow, I'll reep, I'll mow I'll gather it into the barn I'll play a reel and I'll dance with you On the banks of Carraige Báine |
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| B'fhearr liom fhéin ná Éire mhór | I would rather than all Ireland |
| 'S ná saibhreas Rí na Spáinne | Or than the wealth of the king of Spain |
| Mise 'gus tusa a Chúilfhionn óig | That you and I, young fair-headed one |
| Seal ag ól ár shláinte | Spend a while drinking our health |
| Mé's tú bheith pósta araon | You and I to be married together |
| Gan chead tola athair is máthair | Without the consent of father or mother |
| 'S a mhaighdean óig is milse póig | Young maid of the sweetest kisses |
| Ar bhruach na Carraige Báine | On the banks of the Carraige Báine |
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I'll spread my mantle for you, young man If it weren't the breadth of a farthing If I thought your mind was as good as your word You know 'tis you I would rather For want of any company You need not go no further But rise me up to the top of the hill And show me the Carraige Báine |
