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дмитрий шостакович (dmitri shostakovich) - oh! the oak and the ash lyrics

a north country maid up to london had strayed
although with her nature it did not agree
which made her repent, and so bitterly lament
oh i wish again for the north country
oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree
they flourish at home in my own country

o fain would i be in the north country
where the lads and lasses are making of hay;
there should i see what is pleasant to me
a mischief light on them entic’d me away!
oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree
they flourish at home in my own country

i like not the court, nor the city resort
since thеre is no fancy for such maids as me;
their pomp and thеir pride i can never abide
because with my humor it does not agree
oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree
they flourish at home in my own country

how oft have i been in westmoreland green
where the young men and maidens resort for to play
where we with delight, from morning till night
could feast and frolic on each holiday
oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree
they flourish at home in my own country
the ewes and their lambs, with the kids and their dams
to see in the country how finely they play;
the bells they do ring, and birds they do sing
and the fields and the gardens are pleasant and g+y
oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree
they flourish at home in my own country

at wakes and at fairs, being freed of all cares
we there with our lovers did use for to dance;
then hard hap had i, my ill fortune to try
and so up to london, my steps to advance
oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree
they flourish at home in my own country

but still i perceive, i a husband might have
if i to the city my mind could but frame;
but i’ll have a lad that is north country bred
or else i’ll not marry, in the mind that i am
oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree
they flourish at home in my own country

a maiden i am, and a maid i’ll remain
until my own country i again i do see
from here in this place i shall ne’er see the face
of him that’s allotted my love for to be
oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree
they flourish at home in my own country
then farewell my daddy, and farewell my mammy
until i do se you, i nothing but mourn;
rememb’ring my brothers, my sisters, and others
in less than a year i hope to return
oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree
they flourish at home in my own country

- дмитрий шостакович dmitri shostakovich lyrics

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