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Fairport Convention : Liege And Lief 1969


  1. Reynardine
  2. Matty Groves
  3. Farewell, Farewell

  4. Tam Lin
  5. Crazy Man Michael

Reynardine

<Trad; Roud 397>
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One evening as I rambled
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Among the leaves so green
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I overheard a young woman
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Converse with Reynardine
Her hair was black, her eyes were blue Her lips were red as wine And he smiled to gaze upon her Did sly bold Reynardine She said, "Kind sir be civil My company forsake For to my own opinion I fear you are some rake" "Oh no," he said "no rake am I Brought up in Venus train But I'm searching for concealment All on the lonesome plain" "Your beauty so enticed me I could not pass it by So it's with my gun I'll guide you All on the mountains high" And if perchance you look for me Perhaps you'll no me find For I'll be in my castle Inquire for Reynardine Sun and dark she followed him His teeth so white did shine And he led over the mountains Did sly bold Reynardine


Matty Groves

<Trad; Child 81; Roud 52>
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A holiday, A holiday
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And the first one of the year
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Lord Darnell's wife came into the church
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The gospel for to hear
And when the meeting it was done She cast her eyes about And there she saw little Matty Groves Walking in the crowd "Come home with me, little Matty Groves Come home with me tonight Come home with me, little Matty Groves And sleep with me 'til light" "Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home And sleep with you tonight By the rings on your fingers I can tell You are Lord Darnell's wife" "But if I am Lord Darnell's wife Lord Darnell's not at home He is out in the far cornfields Bringing the yearlings home" And a servant who was standing by And hearing what was said He swore Lord Darnell he would know Before the sun would set And in his hurry to carry the news He bent his breast and ran And when he came to the broad mill stream He took off his shoes and swam Little Matty Groves, he lay down And took a little sleep When he awoke Lord Darnell Was standing at his feet Saying "How do you like my feather bed And how do you like my sheets How do you like my lady Who lies in your arms asleep?" "Oh well, I like your feather bed And well, I like your sheets But better I like your lady gay Who lies in my arms asleep" "Well, get up, get up", Lord Darnell cried "Get up as quick as you can It'll never be said in fair England I slew a naked man" "Oh I can't get up, I won't get up I can't get up for my life For you have two long beaten swords And I not a pocket knife" "Well it's true I have two beaten swords They cost me deep in the purse But you will have the better of them And I will have the worse" "And you will strike the very first blow And strike it like a man I will strike the very next blow And I'll kill you if I can" So Matty struck the very first blow And he hurt Lord Darnell sore Lord Darnell struck the very next blow And Matty struck no more And then Lord Darnell he took his wife And he sat her on his knee Saying, "Who do like the best of us Matty Groves or me?" And then up spoke his own dear wife Never heard to speak so free "I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips Than you and your finery" Lord Darnell he jumped up And loudly he did bawl He stuck his wife right through the heart And pinned her against the wall "A grave, a grave", Lord Darnell cried "To put these lovers in But bury my lady at the top For she was of noble kin"


Farewell, Farewell

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Farewell, farewell to you who'd hear
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You lonely travellers all
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The cold north wind will blow again
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The winding road does call
And will you never return to see Your bruised and beaten sons Oh I would, I would if welcome I were For they loathe me, every one And will you never cut the cloth Or drink the light to be And can you never swear a year To anyone but we No I will never cut the cloth Or drink the light to be But I'll swear a year to one who lies Asleep along side of me Farewell, farewell to you who would hear You lonely travellers all The cold north wind will blow again The winding road does call


Tam Lin

<Trad; Child 39; Roud 35>
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I forbid you maidens all that wear gold in your hair
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To travel to Carterhaugh for young Tam Lin is there
None that go by Carterhaugh but they leave him a pledge Either their mantles of green or else their maidenhead Janet tied her kirtle green a bit above her knee And she's gone to Carterhaugh as fast as go can she She'd not pulled a double rose, a rose but only two When up there came young Tam Lin, says "Lady, pull no more" "And why come you to Carterhaugh without command from me?" "I'll come and go", young Janet said, "and ask no leave of thee" Janet tied her kirtle green a bit above her knee And she's gone to her father as fast as go can she Well, up then spoke her father dear and he spoke meek and mild "Oh, and alas, Janet," he said, "I think you go with child" "Well, if that be so," Janet said, "myself shall bear the blame There's not a knight in all your hall shall get the baby's name" For if my love were an earthly knight as he is an elfin grey I'd not change my own true love for any knight you have" Janet tied her kirtle green a bit above her knee And she's gone to Carterhaugh as fast as go can she "Oh, tell to me, Tam Lin," she said, "why came you here to dwell?" "The Queen of Faeries caught me when from my horse I fell And at the end of seven years she pays a tithe to Hell I so fair and full of flesh and feared it be myself But tonight is Halloween and the faerie folk ride Those that would their true love win at Miles Cross they must hide First let past the horses black and then let past the brown Quickly run to the white steed and pull the rider down For I'll ride on the white steed, the nearest to the town For I was an earthly knight, they give me that renown Oh, they will turn me in your arms to a newt or a snake But hold me tight and fear not, I am your baby's father And they will turn me in your arms into a lion bold But hold me tight and fear not and you will love your child And they will turn me in your arms into a naked knight But cloak me in your mantle and keep me out of sight" In the middle of the night she heard the bridle ring She heeded what he did say and young Tam Lin did win Then up spoke the Faerie Queen, an angry queen was she "Woe betide her ill-fought face, an I'll death may she die" "Oh, had I known, Tam Lin," she said, "what this night I did see I have looked him in the eyes and turn him to a tree


Crazy Man Michael

Capo:
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Within the fire and out upon the sea
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Crazy Man Michael was walking
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He met with a raven with eyes black as coals
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And shortly they were a-talking
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"Your future, your future, I would tell to you
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Your future, you often have asked me
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Your true love will die by your own right hand
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And Crazy Man Michael will cursed be"
Michael he ranted and Michael he raved And beat at the four winds with his fists, oh He laughed and he cried, he shouted and he swore For his mad mind had trapped him with a kiss, oh "You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate You speak for the devil that haunts me For is she not the fairest in all the broad land? Your sorcerer's words are to taunt me" He took out his dagger of fire and of steel And struck down the raven through the heart, oh The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin And the cold earth did wonder and start, oh "Oh, where is the raven that I struck down dead That here did lie on the ground, oh? I see but my true love with a wound so red" Her lover's heart it did pound, oh Crazy Man Michael, he wanders and walks And talks to the night and the day, oh But his eyes they are sane and his speech it is clear And he longs to be far away, oh Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes And asks the wild woods their pardon For his true love is flown into every flower grown And he must be keeper of the garden