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jimmy aldridge and sid goldsmith - let the wind blow high or low lyrics

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[verse 1]
one night when i was walking down by riverside
in gazing all around me when an irish girl i spied
red and rosy were here cheeks and coal black was her hair
and costly were the lovely robes this irish girl did wear

[chorus]
i call for liquor merrily and pay before i go
and i roll my lass all on the grass, let the wind blow high or low
let the wind blow high or low
[verse 2]
her shoes were black her stockings white all sprinkled with dew
she wrung her hands and tore her hair and cried what shall i do
i’m going home, i’m going home, i’m going homе said she
oh, would you go a roving to slight your own polly

[chorus]
i call for liquor merrily and pay beforе i go
and i roll my lass all on the grass, let the wind blow high or low
let the wind blow high or low

[verse 3]
last time that i saw my love she seemed to be in pain
with heartfelt grief and chilling woe her heart seemed broke in twain
many a girl more true than she so why should i complain
love it is a chilling thing that you ever feel the [?]

[chorus]
i call for liquor merrily and pay before i go
and i roll my lass all on the grass, let the wind blow high or low
let the wind blow high or low

[verse 4]
wish i were a b+tterfly i’d fly to my true loves breast
wish i were the linnet i would sing my love to rest
wish i were the nightingale i’d sing to the morning clear
i’ll sit and sing for you polly the girl i love so dear
[chorus]
i call for liquor merrily and pay before i go
and i roll my lass all on the grass, let the wind blow high or low
let the wind blow high or low

[verse 5]
wish my love were a red rose bud that in the garden grew
and i to be the gardener to her i would prove true
there’s not a month in all the year my love i would renew
the lilies i would garnish with sweet william, thyme, and rue

[chorus]
i call for liquor merrily and pay before i go
and i roll my lass all on the grass, let the wind blow high or low
let the wind blow high or low

[verse 6]
wish i were in wicklewood lying on the grass
a bottle of whiskey in my hand and upon my knee a lass

[outro]
i call for liquor merrily and pay before i go
and i roll my lass all on the grass, let the wind blow high or low
i call for liquor merrily and pay before i go
and i roll my lass all on the grass, let the wind blow high or low
let the wind blow high or low
let the wind blow high or low
let the wind blow high or low

- jimmy aldridge and sid goldsmith lyrics

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