The Wren In The Furze - The Chieftains, Kevin Conneff & The Voice Squad

A fond kiss, and then we sever; A farewell, and then forever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that Fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me; Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Nothing could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her; Love but her, and love forever. Had we never lov'd say kindly, Had we never lov'd say blindly, Never met--or never parted-- We had ne'er been broken-hearted. Fare thee well, thou first and fairest! Fare thee well, thou best and dearest! Thine be like a joy and treasure, Peace. enjoyment, love, and pleasure! A fond kiss, and then we sever; A farewell, alas, forever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee!

When first to this country a stranger I came, I placed my affections on a maid that was young, She being young and tender, her waist was small and slender, Kind Nature had formed her for my overthrow. On the banks of the Bann, where I first beheld her, She appeared like fair Juno or a Grecian queen, Her eyes shone like diamonds, her hair softly twining, Her cheeks were like roses or blood drips in snow. 'Twas her cruel parents that first caused our variance, All because I was poor of a low degree, But I'll do my endeavour to gain my love's favour, Although she is come from a rich family. My name is Delaney, a name that won't shame me, And if I had saved money, I'd have plenty in store, But drinking and courting, night rambling and sporting, Are the cause of my ruin and absence from home. Had I all the money that's in the West Indies, Or had I the gold of the African shore, I would spend it on pearls and on you my brown girl, For there's no other love on this earth I adore. Now since I have gained her I'm contented for life, I'll put rings on her fingers and gold in her ear. We'll live on the banks of the lovely Bann river, And in all sorts of splendour I'll style her my dear.

The holly she bears a berry as white as the milk And Mary she bore Jesus all wrapped up in silk, And Mary she bore Jesus Our Saviour for to be, And the first tree that's in the greenwood it was the holly. Holly, holly, and the first tree that's in the greenwood it was the holly. Oh the holly she bears a berry as green as the grass, And Mary she bore Jesus who died on the cross. . Oh the holly she bears a berry as black as coal, And Mary she bore Jesus who died for us all. . Oh the holly she bears a berry as blood it is red, And we trust in Our Saviour who rose from the dead.