Here is Aoife Murray singing at the the launch party for Fleadh Cheoil na hÉireann back in June. The Fleadh starts tomorrow!
Fare-thee-well Lovely Mary
Fare-thee-well lovely Mary, for it’s now I must leave you,
To the distant West Indies, my long course to steer,
I know very well love, my long absence will grieve you,
But love I’ll be with you, in the spring of the year.
So don’t let my long absence, bring any worries on you love,
Nor any foolish notions run into your mind,
For although we are parted, we’ll be true and loyal hearted,
And whene’er I return love, ‘twill be just like old times.
‘I will dress as a sailor’, she said, ‘and go with you’,
‘In the midst of all dangers, by your side I will stand,
And if there be any storms, or raging seas around us,
I’ll be there love, beside you to obey your commands’.
‘Your tiny little fingers could not hold the strong cable,
Your small little feet to the top mast could not go,
Your frail and slender body this rough life could not endure love,
Stay at home lovely Mary, do not cease, do not go’.
Soon the big ship was a-sailing, lovely Mary sadly wailing,
Her red rosy cheeks now as pale as the snow,
Her gay golden locks, she’s continually tearing,
Saying, ‘I sigh love; I’ll die love, should I ne’er see you more’.