paroles de chanson Mary Neal - Martin Carthy
I
am
a
young
and
undaunted
youth
my
name
is
John
McCann,
I
am
a
native
of
Edinburgh
and
willing
to
trepan.
For
the
stealing
of
an
heiress
I
was
laid
and
left
in
gaol
And
her
father
says
he
would
hang
me
for
stealing
Mary
Neal.
All
in
cold
irons
I
lay
bound
and
my
love
sent
word
to
me:
"Don′t
you
fear
my
father's
anger
for
I
will
set
you
free
There′s
a
good
ship
that
lies
awaiting
from
Derry
for
to
go
And
I
will
bribe
the
captain
that
he'll
let
no-one
know."
I
gave
consent
and
back
she
went
and
she
stole
away
her
clothes
And
to
not
a
one
that
was
in
the
house
her
mind
she
did
make
known.
We
have
joined
our
hands
in
wedlock
bands
before
that
we
set
sail;
For
her
father's
wrath
I
valued
not
for
I
loved
my
Mary
Neal.
It
was
on
the
proud
and
the
swelling
sea
our
ship
did
gently
glide,
All
on
our
passage
to
Quebec
six
weeks
a
matchless
tide.
Until
we
come
to
Whitehead
Bay
we
had
no
cause
to
wail
But
on
Whitehead
Bay
all
on
that
day
I
lost
my
Mary
Neal.
On
the
ninth
of
June
in
the
afternoon
a
heavy
fog
come
on.
Our
captain
cries,
"Look
out,
my
boys,
or
else
we
are
all
gone."
Our
vessel
on
the
sandy
bank
was
driven
by
a
gale
And
forty
were
washed
overboard
all
along
with
Mary
Neal.
Now
many
were
the
lines
we
threw
all
in
the
foaming
spray,
And
many
were
the
times
I
dived
but
I
could
not
find
Mary
Till
her
yellow
locks
come
a-floating
all
along
the
wave
so
high
And
it′s
now
I
must
stand
me
trial
for
a-stealing
Mary
Neal.
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