Текст песни Mormon Braes - The Dubliners
Fare
thee
well,
ye
Mormon
Braes,
For
oft
times
A′ve
been
cheery.
Fare
thee
well,
ye
Mormon
Braes,
For
it's
there
A′ve
lost
ma
dearie.
As
A
went
in
by
Strachen
Toon
A
heard
a
fair
maid
mournin.
She
was
makin
sair
complaint
For
her
true
love
ne'er
returnin.
Thar's
mony
a
horse
haes
slipped
an
fell
And
risen
again
richt
early.
Thar′s
mony
a
lass
has
lost
her
lad
An
got
anither
richt
rarely.
Thar′s
as
guid
fish
in
tae
the
sea
As
ever
yet
were
taken.
A
cast
ma
nets
and
try
again,
For
I
am
anely
ance
forsaken.
Sae
A
will
put
on
my
gown
o
green,
As
A
forsaken
told
him.
And
we'll
let
the
young
lad
know
That
the
bonds
of
love
are
broken.
Sae
A′ll
gang
back
to
Strachen
Toon
Whaur
A
wis
bred
an
born
in,
An
A
will
get
another
young
lad
Tae
marry
me
in
the
mornin.
1 Weila Weila
2 Poor Old Dicey Riley
3 Quare Bungle Rye
4 The Inniskillen Dragoons
5 The Partin' Glass
6 A Muirsheen Durkin'
7 Mormon Braes
8 Come and Join the British Army
9 Paddy's Gone to France / Skylark
10 The Piper's Chair / Bill Hart's Jig / The Nights of St. Patrick
11 Cork Hornpipe
12 Flop Eared Mule (Donkey Reel)
13 Whiskey on Sunday
14 Navvy Boots
15 (The Bonny) Shoals of Herring
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