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Summary:
This is simply the story of a man who did not get the girl
of his dreams, yet seems to have devoted his life to wallowing
in self pity - watching on at her wedding (or it could possibly
be construed as stalking), ultimately he asks his friends
to bury him in the forest.
Moral: Don't wallow
in self pity, get on with life.
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I once loved
a lass and I loved her so well
And I hated all others who spoke of her ill.
And now she`s rewarded me well for my love,
For she`s gone and she`s wed another.
And I saw my love up to the church go
With bride and bridesmaiden she made a fine show.
And I followed on with my heart full of woe
For she`s gone and she`s wed another.
I saw my love as she sat down to dine.
I sat down beside her and poured the wine.
And I thought of the lassie that she had been mine,
Now she`s gone and she`s wed another.
All the men in yon forest they ask it of me,
How many strawberries grow in a salt sea?
And I answer them with a tear in my e`e,
How many ships sail in the forest?
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Oh dig me a grave
and dig it sae deep,
And cover it over with wee flowers sae sweet.
And I lay me doon for to tak a long sleep
And maybe in time I`ll forget her.
So they dug him a grave and they dug it sae
deep
And they covered it over with wee flowers sae sweet
And he lay him doon for to tak a long sleep
And maybe in time he`ll forget her.
Additional Information:
This song featured in Dave's Angle
on episode 12 of the Garden Sessions FREE fortnightly internet
radio show (or Podcast).
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