I have been looking for you guys since I saw a video posted of you two singing on street in Hastings. Your music is so wonderful, I feel like I won a prize in finding and hearing more. Most sincere regards from the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia, in the United States.
How beautiful. All things are quite silent, each mortal at rest, When me and my true love lay snug in one nest, When a bold set of ruffians broke into our cave, And they forced my dear jewel to plough the salt wave. I begged hard for my darling as I would for my life. But they'd not listen to me although a fond wife, Saying, “The king must have sailors, to the seas he must go.” And they've left me lamenting in sorrow and woe. Through green fields and meadows we oft times have walked, And the fond recollections together have talked, Where the lark and the blackbird so sweetly did sing, And the lovely thrushes' voices made the valleys to ring. Now although I'm forsaken, I won't be cast down. Who knows but my true love some day may return And will make me amends for my trouble and strife, And me and my true love might live happy for life.
I have been looking for you guys since I saw a video posted of you two singing on street in Hastings. Your music is so wonderful, I feel like I won a prize in finding and hearing more. Most sincere regards from the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia, in the United States.
b22091 thank you Shenandoah Valley!
How beautiful.
All things are quite silent, each mortal at rest,
When me and my true love lay snug in one nest,
When a bold set of ruffians broke into our cave,
And they forced my dear jewel to plough the salt wave.
I begged hard for my darling as I would for my life.
But they'd not listen to me although a fond wife,
Saying, “The king must have sailors, to the seas he must go.”
And they've left me lamenting in sorrow and woe.
Through green fields and meadows we oft times have walked,
And the fond recollections together have talked,
Where the lark and the blackbird so sweetly did sing,
And the lovely thrushes' voices made the valleys to ring.
Now although I'm forsaken, I won't be cast down.
Who knows but my true love some day may return
And will make me amends for my trouble and strife,
And me and my true love might live happy for life.
You are a treasure
so dear.....
Oh my goodness this is absolutely beautiful! 💖❤️💖💕💕
Lovely song and lovely setting. It reminds me of The Young Tradition, with those fifths!
Voipa I expect they operate a very strong influence in my musical psyche. They were the pinnacle...
Wonderful.
😭😭😭♥️♥️♥️ Exquisite. Heartbreaking.
Karen Hannegan thanks Karen!
Hi guys, was trying to look at your website but it seems to be down
I have had some issues with the domain. A bunch of the songs are up on wayfaringbritain.com!