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Love's Parting, or Jamie and Mary / I Am a Youth That's Inclined to Ramble

[ Roud 6897 ; Henry H825 , H788 ; Ballad Index HHH825 ; trad.]

Love's Parting, or Jamie and Mary was published in 1939 in the Sam Henry collection, i.e. Songs of the People, a weekly newspaper column in the Northern Constitution newspaper in Coleraine, Co. Derry.

Paul Brady named his version of this song after its first line, I'm a Youth That's Inclined to Ramble, and recorded it for his 1978 album Welcome Here Kind Stranger, and Cara Dillon sang it in 2001 on her eponymous album Cara Dillon.

Maggie Boyle sang I'm a Youth That's Inclined to Ramble in 2005 on her CD with Duck Baker and Ben Paley, The Expatriate Game: Traditional Irish & American Music. The liner notes commented:

Maggie Boyle learned A Youth Inclined to Ramble from a 1970s recording by Paul Brady. Brady has spent much of his later career in the pop music world, but it shouldn't be forgotten what an outstanding and influental traditional singer he was in those early years.

Jon Boden sang I Am a Youth That’s Inclined to Ramble as the April 23, 2011 entry of his project A Folk Song a Day, referring to Paul Brady too.

Lyrics

I am a youth that's inclined to ramble;
To some foreign country I mean to steer.
I am loath to part from my friends and comrades
And my dear sweetheart whom I love dear.
But there's one of those I do most admire,
On her I 'll think when I 'm far away,
For since fates decreed I am resolved to part her
And try my fortune in Amerikay.

So farewell darling since I must leave you,
I place great dependence on your constancy,
That no other young man may gain your favour
Or change your mind when I am o'er the sea.
For although the seas do separate us
And in between us they do rise and fall,
If fortune favours me you'll find your Jamie
Returning homeward from Amerikay.

Oh Jamie dear, do you remember
When I sat with you for many's the hour
And my young fancy away was carried,
And the bees hummed around on each opening flower?
But when you are crossing the western ocean
The maid that loved you, you'll ne'er mind ava,
And you'll scarce e'er think upon the maids of Erin
For you'll find strange sweethearts in Amerikay.

Oh Mary dear, I don't dissemble
For to all other fair maids I 'll prove untrue,
And if you think these are false promise
I 'll leave these vows as a pledge to you.
That what I have may prove unsuccessful
And fortune prove to me a slippery ball,
That a favouring gale it may ne'er blow on me
If I forsake you in Amerikay.

And to conclude, to end these verses,
May God protect this young female fair
And keep her from every wild embarrassment
And of my darling take the greatest care.
For she's slow to anger and of kind disposition,
Her cheeks like roses in June do blow.
In my nightly slumbers when e'er I think on her,
I will court her vision in Amerikay.

Acknowledgements and Links

See also the Mudcat Café thread I Am a Youth That's Inclined to Ramble.