We learned "Sweet Nightingale" at primary school where we had an active school choir, when I was growing up in Cornwall. We sang it at a rather more lively pace! But I'm so delighted to discover this as I was thinking about the song only a few days ago, and now I have been reminded of all the words, thank you. It was over 50 years ago and it has always remained with me.
I too learned this song at primary school in the 1940's. I lived high in the Pennines in Yorkshire. I'm not sure whether our Teacher hailed from Cornwall but knew she was not from our area. I's such a beautiful song. Now in my 80's, each time I hear it I'm back in those fondly remembered times.
Lovely voice . So many fascinating videos here to keep me busy ...my favourite subjects are all here... history...art, craft, music..culture etc etc. Found this channel whilst searching for folk songs. I've subscribed!! Thank you.
‘My sweetheart, come along! Don’t you hear the fond song, The sweet notes of the nightingale flow? Don’t you hear the fond tale Of the sweet nightingale, As she sings in those valleys below? So be not afraid To walk in the shade, Nor yet in those valleys below, Nor yet in those valleys below. ‘Pretty Betsy, don’t fail, For I’ll carry your pail, Safe home to your cot as we go; You shall hear the fond tale Of the sweet nightingale, As she sings in those valleys below.’ But she was afraid To walk in the shade, To walk in those valleys below, To walk in those valleys below. ‘Pray let me alone, I have hands of my own; Along with you I will not go, To hear the fond tale Of the sweet nightingale, As she sings in those valleys below; For I am afraid To walk in the shade, To walk in those valleys below, To walk in those valleys below.’ ‘Pray sit yourself down With me on the ground, On this bank where sweet primroses grow; You shall hear the fond tale Of the sweet nightingale, As she sings in those valleys below; So be not afraid To walk in the shade, Nor yet in those valleys below, Nor yet in those valleys below.’ This couple agreed; They were married with speed, And soon to the church they did go. She was no more afraid For to walk in the shade, Nor yet in those valleys below: Nor to hear the fond tale Of the sweet nightingale, As she sung in those valleys below, As she sung in those valleys below.
I can't get a good night sleeps without my birthplace tintajel here,tawau my ma n pa..has always messing up with me for their parking lot not my camelot,well..,till dawn,god bless,amen
that voice of the singer is breathtaking
We learned "Sweet Nightingale" at primary school where we had an active school choir, when I was growing up in Cornwall. We sang it at a rather more lively pace! But I'm so delighted to discover this as I was thinking about the song only a few days ago, and now I have been reminded of all the words, thank you. It was over 50 years ago and it has always remained with me.
I too learned this song at primary school in the 1940's. I lived high in the Pennines in Yorkshire. I'm not sure whether our Teacher hailed from Cornwall but knew she was not from our area. I's such a beautiful song. Now in my 80's, each time I hear it I'm back in those fondly remembered times.
Lovely voice . So many fascinating videos here to keep me busy ...my favourite subjects are all here... history...art, craft, music..culture etc etc. Found this channel whilst searching for folk songs. I've subscribed!! Thank you.
Singer is Lisa Knapp
I first heard this song on a Jackie Oates album! Love it and am glad to learn more about where it came from.
Lindo!
‘My sweetheart, come along!
Don’t you hear the fond song,
The sweet notes of the nightingale flow?
Don’t you hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale,
As she sings in those valleys below?
So be not afraid
To walk in the shade,
Nor yet in those valleys below,
Nor yet in those valleys below.
‘Pretty Betsy, don’t fail,
For I’ll carry your pail,
Safe home to your cot as we go;
You shall hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale,
As she sings in those valleys below.’
But she was afraid
To walk in the shade,
To walk in those valleys below,
To walk in those valleys below.
‘Pray let me alone,
I have hands of my own;
Along with you I will not go,
To hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale,
As she sings in those valleys below;
For I am afraid
To walk in the shade,
To walk in those valleys below,
To walk in those valleys below.’
‘Pray sit yourself down
With me on the ground,
On this bank where sweet primroses grow;
You shall hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale,
As she sings in those valleys below;
So be not afraid
To walk in the shade,
Nor yet in those valleys below,
Nor yet in those valleys below.’
This couple agreed;
They were married with speed,
And soon to the church they did go.
She was no more afraid
For to walk in the shade,
Nor yet in those valleys below:
Nor to hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale,
As she sung in those valleys below,
As she sung in those valleys below.
When I did my ancestry the king who ruled the castle was related to me amazing history
I can't get a good night sleeps without my birthplace tintajel here,tawau my ma n pa..has always messing up with me for their parking lot not my camelot,well..,till dawn,god bless,amen
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Tintagel Castle is in Kernow (NOT England)! x
Or Dumnonia? With love from Devon
Cornwall has been an English county for 1000 years.
CORNISH HERITAGE NOT ENGLISH
Yawn.