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The Turtle Dove / The Blackest Crow / Ten Thousand Miles

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This parting song is known as The Turtle Dove, Ten Thousand Miles, and with a lot of other names. It is not easy separating the versions because they share many floating verses.

A.L. Lloyd sang Turtle Dove unaccompanied in 1956 on his Tradition album The Foggy Dew and Other Traditional English Love Songs. He noted:

Around 1770, leaflets bearing the words of this song were being hawked about the fairgrounds of England and Scotland. Milkmaids and horse-handlers would paste such leaflets on the walls of dairy and stable to learn the songs as they worked. Now and then, the place would get a new coat of whitewash and a fresh layer of song sheets. Robert Burns obtained one of the Turtle Dove leaflets (it still exists, with his name scrawled on it in a boyish hand). Years later, he remade the song into his famous lyric, My Love Is Like a Red Red Rose. Beautiful as Burns’ song is, it is no better than the present version, evolved by country singers in Dorset.

Long John Baldry with Davey Graham sang Careless Love on the 1963 Hullabaloo ABC Television programme broadcast on 2 November 1963.

Peter Bellamy sang The Turtle Dove unaccompanied on his first solo LP, Mainly Norfolk (1968). He noted:

The songs which complete each side of the record are both “foreign” [i.e. not collected in Norfolk] — the reason for including them being that I like them too much not to. Both were collected by Cecil Sharp and published in his Folk Songs From Somerset: The Turtle Dove from Mrs Glover of Huish Episcopi [VWML CJS2/9/568] and The Saucy Sailor from Mr Thomas Hendy of Ilminster.

Sweeney’s Men sang My Dearest Dear in 1968 on their eponymous Transatlantic album, Sweeney’s Men. They also sang it in June 2012 at Andy Irvine’s 70^th Birthday Concert. Andy Irvine noted:

Terry [Woods] found these lyrics in a songbook in the early 60’s. Liking the words and being influenced by The Carter Family, he put his own tune to it. The words are very similar to songs collected in the Appalachian Mountains, either called The Blackest Crow or The Time Draws Near. Bruce Molsky has a version he learned from the great banjo and fiddle player from Mount Airy NC, Tommy Jarrell.

Cyril Tawney sang The Turtle Dove on his 1973 Argo album of traditional love songs from South West England, I Will Give My Love. His version is from Somerset.

Three versions of Turtle Dove are also on the 1986 LP An Hour With Cecil Sharp and Ashley Hutchings, a cylinder recording of Mr Pendfold, landlord of the “Plough Inn”, Rusper, Sussex, by Ralph Vaughan Williams; a version sung by Martin Carthy; and a guitar-only version played by Martin Carthy, Richard Thompson and Dave Whetstone.

Nic Jones learned Ten Thousand Miles from A.L. Lloyd and sang it in 1977 on his third album, The Noah’s Ark Trap, which sadly is unavailable now.

This is Nic Jones singing Ten Thousand Miles on 28 May 2011 at the Queen Elizabeth Hall in London:

Eliza Carthy took Ten Thousand Miles from Nic Jones and recorded it in 1996 for her CD Heat Light & Sound, together with the Morris jig Bacca Pipes. This track was also included in the Mrs Casey Records anthology Evolving Tradition 2. Eliza noted on her original album:

A.L. Lloyd sent a version of this to Nic Jones and he recorded it, and since then not many people have done it. So here it is, with Bacca Pipes which is a Morris jig (thanks Bampton). There are lots of versions of 10.000 Miles in the Journal of the Folk Song Society.

Eliza Carthy recorded this song for a second time with six additional verses for her 1998 album Red. On this recording she was accompanied by Sam Thomas, drums, percussion; Barnaby Stradling, electric bass; Martin Green, piano accordion; Oliver Knight, electric guitar; Ed Boyd, acoustic guitar; and Lucy Adams, vocals. It was later included in the Topic Records anthology The Acoustic Folk Box. Finally, Eliza recorded this song for a third time in 2004 with the Oysterband at The Big Session Vol. 1, where it is followed by the Hungarian March.

June Tabor sang Ten Thousand Miles on her 1992 album Angel Tiger. This recording was also included in 2005 on her 4 CD anthology Always where she noted:

Nic Jones did the definitive version of this song, to my mind. For me to perform it was a kind of homage to him. Given that starting point however, this is what a group of musicians with no preconceptions about what traditional music is or should be, can do in terms of making a traditional song into a different kind of classic. This love song can hold its own against all comers.

James Fagan and Nancy Kerr sang Turtle Dove in 1997 on their Fellside CD Starry Gazy Pie. They noted:

A song made up of tags from other ballads, collected in Kentucky from “Singing Willie” Nolan. The words are more or less as E.K. Wells printed in The Ballad Tree, but Nancy altered the melody and time signature, and added a final verse.

In 1998, Martin Carthy recorded Turtle Dove again for the trio CD Wood—Wilson—Carthy.

Coope Boyes & Simpson sang Ten Thousand Miles in 1998 on Hindsight. They also sang Turtle Dove on their 2005 album of songs collected by Ralph Vaughan Williams, George Butterworth and Percy Grainger, Triple Echo. They noted on the first album:

There are some performers who can take what you would have otherwise considered not to be a particularly outstanding song and by the judicious use of chords, rhythm and genius tweak it into a masterpiece. Nic Jones’ inspired recording was the basis of our arrangement for this track.

Finest Kind sang Blackest Crow on their 2003 album Silks & Spices. They noted:

Tommy Jarrell, the venerable North Carolina fiddler, sang and played a definitive waltz version of this plaintive song, under the title The Time Draws Near. Ann [Downey] fell for it via a lovely modal banjo version by Toronto old-time musicians Arnie Naiman and Chris Coole on their 1997 CD, 5 Strings Attached With No Backing. They had adapted it from a recording by Brad Leftwich, a new-time (also venerable) old-time player, and a relative of Tommy Jarrell’s.

The Tabbush Sisters sang Ten Thousand Miles on their 2003 album This Close….

Mary Humphreys and Anahata sang The Turtle Dove in 2004 on their WildGoose album Floating Verses Mary Humphreys noted:

The song was collected from Mrs Hann of Stoke Abbot, Dorset in 1906 by H.E.D.Hammond [VWML HAM/3/20/20] and published in JFSS 3:11 1907 pp.86. The words that Hammond published in Folk Songs From Dorset are a composite. The only verses noted from Mrs Hann are verses 3 and 4 in the version sung here. Hammond notes that this is the only major version of the song he has collected. The others were all modal tunes, and heart-rendingly beautiful too.

A broadside printed c. 1690 called the Unkind Parents is thought to be one of the origins of the text. Some verses of the song crop up in all the English-speaking areas of the British Isles and even form the basis of Burns’ My Love is Like a Red Red Rose.

Tim Laycock sang The Turtle Dove on his 2010 CD of folk songs and tunes from Dorset, Sea Strands. He noted:

This lovely song was included by Frank Purslow in Marrow Bones, his first selection from the folk song manuscripts of the Hammond Brothers that did so much to popularise the Dorset repertoire in folk clubs all over the world. Frank collated three versions of the song from different Dorset singers; one of them, Mr Bridle, lived in Stratton, just across the river Frome from where I now live.

Lynne Heraud and Pat Turner sang The Little Turtle Dove in 2007 on their WildGoose CD September Days. They noted:

A beautiful song that we got from the singing of the late John Langstaff. It was collected in Somerset by Cecil Sharp [VWML CJS2/10/707] .

Brian Peters sang Ten Thousand Miles in 2010 on his CD Gritstone Serenade. He noted:

Also known as The Turtle Dove, this song seems to have originated as as 17^th-century broadside, but thereafter its history becomes very tangled, involving traditional North American love songs like The Blackest Crow and A-Roving on a Winter’s Night as well as Robert Burns’ My Love Is Like a Red Red Rose, all of which borrow verses from the original. The tune I use was notated by George Gardiner from George Blake in Sd. Denis, Southampton, in 1906 but, since Mr Blake remembered only one verse, I cherry-picked from several other sources to put together this version.

The Askew Sisters sang The Turtle Dove in 2010 on their CD Through Lonesome Woods. They noted:

We begin this piece with a short rendition of Valentine from the Ascot-under-Wychwood morris tradition, although we used to dance to it in the Fieldtown style. Coincidentally, the title of this tune fits very well with the song that follows it, a beautiful version of the Turtle Dove sung by Edith Sartin (a distant relative of well known folkie Paul Sartin) in Corscombe, Dorset in 1906 (although we have slightly altered the tune). It was collected by brothers Henry and Robert Hammond and can be found in the reissued Marrow Bones book.

Jon Boden sang Turtle Dove as the 25 March 2011 entry of his project A Folk Song a Day. He noted in his blog:

This is one of my favourite songs from James Fagan and Nancy Kerr’s repertoire. James and Nancy were the first professional musicians I ever met and I was somewhat in awe of them. I still am, truth be told.

Alden Patterson and Dashwood sang Ten Thousand Miles on their 2018 CD By the Night. They noted:

A traditional English folk song which we learnt while on holiday in Western Ireland. This version was inspired by a recording by Nic Jones from 1977. We changed the melody and the lyrical arrangement.

Claire Hastings sang Ten Thousand Miles on her 2019 CD Those Who Roam. She noted:

Also known as Fare Thee Well, several lyrics in the song parallel those of Robert Burns’ My Love Is Like a Red, Red Rose.

Odette Michell sang Ten Thousand Miles on her 2019 CD The Wildest Rose.

A Different Thread sang The Blackest Crow on their 2020 EP Some Distant Shore.

Nick Dow sang The Turtle Dove on his 2020 album of love songs from the British Tradition, In a Garden Grove. He noted:

A hybrid version of this well known song, with a tune and a couple of verses from Somerset and the rest from various versions from Dorset. I particularly like the verse about the bonny swan. All of the versions collected in the West country seem to have derived from The True Lover’s Farewell printed in 1800, but the song was probably old then. The swan verse is probably Irish in origin.

The Gigspanner Big Band sang Ten Thousand Miles on their 2022 album with Raynor Winn, Saltlines. They noted:

This version of the well known song was collected by Cecil Sharp from Mrs. Emma Glover, a Romany from Huish Episcopi near Bridgwater in Somerset on Christmas Eve 1904.

The Rosie Hood Band sang Turtle Dove on their 2023 album A Seed of Gold. Rosie noted:

We found this sweet parting song in Robyn [Wallace]’s Great Auntie Jenny’s copy of The Seeds of Love and thought it paired really well with The Swallow. I chose a few favourite verses and wrote a lilting new tune for it.

Compare to this song the related A-Roving on a Winter’s Night and their Canadian cousin, Mary Ann.

Lyrics

Peter Bellamy sings The Turtle Dove

Oh don’t you see yon little turtle dove
Sitting under the mulberry tree
And a-making mourn for his own true love
As I shall mourn for thee, my dear,
As I shall mourn for thee.

So you must suffer grief and pain,
’Tis but for a little while.
And wherever I will go I will return,
Though I go ten thousand mile, my dear,
Though I go ten thousand mile.

Ten thousand mile it is too far
To leave me all alone,
While I must lie, lament and cry,
And you’ll not hear my moan, my dear,
And you’ll not hear my moan

Well the tide it shall seize to beat the shore
And stars shall fall from the sky,
Yet I will love thee more and more,
Until the day i die, my dear,
Until the day i die

Then let the seas run dry, my dear,
And rocks all melt in the sun,
Yet here I’ll stay and never from thee part,
Till all these things be done, my dear,
Till all these things be done

Oh don’t you see yon little turtle dove
Sitting under the mulberry tree
A-making mourn for his own true love
As I shall mourn for thee, my dear,
As I shall mourn for thee.

Sweeney’s Men sing My Dearest Dear

My dearest dear, the time has come when you and I must part.
And no-one knows the inner grief of my poor aching heart.
To see what I suffered for your sake. You are to my love most dear.
I wish that I could go with you or you might tarry here.

For my old mother it’s hard to leave, my father’s on my mind,
But for your sake I’d go with you and leave them all behind.
But for your sake I’d go with you, Oh mother, fare ye well,
For fear I never will see no more while here on earth do dwell.

I wish my breast was made of glass, Wherein you might behold,
Your name in secret I would write, in letters of fine gold,
Your name in secret I would write, Oh believe in what I say,
For you are the girl I love most dear, until my dying day.

But when you’re in some distant land, think of your absent friends,
And when the wind blows cold and clear, a line or two please send.
But when the wind blows cold and clear, please send it on to me
So I will know by your handwrit how things have gone with thee.

(repeat first verse)

Cyril Tawney sings The Turtle Dove

Farewell my joy and heart’s delight
I must leave you for a while,
If I go away I’ll come again
If I go ten thousand mile, my dear,
if I go ten thousand mile.

Ten thousand miles it is too far
To leave me here alone.
Whilst I may lie, lament and cry
Thou cannot hear my moan, my dear,
Thou cannot hear my moan.

Thy moan, my dear, I cannot hear.
Thyself I cannot ease.
If I go away I’ll come again
When all they friends are pleased, my dear,
When all they friends are pleased.

Suppose my friends shall never get pleased
And look with an angry eye?
Then you and I will never never part
Until the seas run dry, my dear,
Until the seas run dry.

Suppose the seas should never run dry
Nor the rocks melt with the sun?
Then you and I will never never part
Until those things are done, my dear,
Until those things are done.

Suppose those things shall never come to pass
As long as we both shall live?
Then you and I will never never part
Till we both lie in our graves, my dear,
Till we both lie in our graves.

The crow that flies so very high
Shall change his colour to white,
If ever I prove false to my own heart’s delight
Bright day shall turn to night, my dear,
Bright day shall turn to night.

Don’t you see that little turtle dove,
How she sits on yonder spray?
How she laments for her true love
As I lament for thee, my dear,
As I lament for thee.

You may call me when you see me not
And speak by me as you find.
For I’m not like that weathercock
That changes with the wind, my dear,
That changes with the wind.

Nic Jones sings Ten Thousand Miles

Fare you well, my own true love,
Farewell for a while;
I’m going away, but I’ll be back
If I go ten thousand miles.

Ten thousand miles, my own true love,
Ten thousand miles or more.
And the rocks may melt and the seas may burn
If I no more return.

Oh don’t you see yon lonesome dove
Sitting on yon ivy tree:
She’s weeping for her own true love
As I shall weep for mine.

Oh come back, my own true love,
And stay a while with me;
For if I had a friend all on this earth
You’ve been a friend to me.

Eliza Carthy sings Ten Thousand Miles on Heat Light & Sound

Fare you well, my own true love,
Farewell for a while;
I’m going away, but I’ll be back
If I go ten thousand miles.

Ten thousand miles, it is a long way,
Ten thousand miles or more.
And the rocks may melt and the seas may burn
If I no more return.

Oh don’t you see yon lonesome dove
Sitting on yon ivy tree:
She’s making her moan for the loss of her own
As I shall do for mine.

Oh come back, my own true love,
And stay a while with me;
For if I knew a friend all on this earth
You’ve been a friend to me.

(repeat first verse)

Eliza Carthy’s additional verses on Red (continued from above)

If I prove false to you, my love,
The earth may melt and burn;
The sea may freeze and the earth may burn
If I no more return.

Ten thousand miles, my own true love,
Ten thousand miles or more;
The rocks may melt and the seas may burn
If I no more return.

And who will shoe your pretty feet
Or who will glove your hand?
Or who will kiss your red rosy cheek
When I’m in the foreign land?

My father will shoe my pretty little feet,
My mother will glove my hand.
And you can kiss my red, rosy cheek
When you return again.

O don’t you see yon little turtle dove
A-skipping from vine to vine,
A-mourning the loss of her own true love
Just as I mourn for mine.

Don’t you see yon pretty little girl
A-spinning on yonder wheel?
Ten thousand gay gold guineas would I give
To feel just like she feels.

James Fagan & Nancy Kerr sing Turtle Dove

As I walked out one winter’s night
A-drinking of sweet wine,
Conversing with a fair young maid
Who stole this heart of mine.

Oh fare you well my own true love
And fare well for a while,
For I must go but I’ll be back
If I go ten thousand miles.

But who will shoe my feet, my love?
And who will glove my hands?
And who will kiss my rosy cheeks
While you’re in foreign lands?

Oh your father will shoe your feet, my love,
And your mother will glove your hands.
Your sister will kiss your rosy cheeks
While I’m in foreign lands.

But don’t you see yon turtle dove
In yonder willow tree?
She’s weeping for her own true love
As I shall weep for thee.

Oh hush, my love, don’t break my heart,
Don’t make me for to cry.
For the best of friends do have to part
I’m sure that’s you and I.

Yes the best of friends do have to part
And sure that’s you and me.
But the sun shall rise up in the west
If I never return to thee.

(repeat first verse)

Martin Carthy sings Turtle Dove

Fare thee well, my dear, I must be gone
And leave you for a while.
If I go away, I’ll come back again
Though I go ten thousand mile, my dear,
Though I go ten thousand mile.

Ten thousand mile it is a long way
To leave me here alone,
To leave me here to sigh and complain
Where you never will hear my moans, my dear,
Where you never will hear my moans.

Your moans, my dear, I shall never hear,
No likewise none of your crying.
If I go away, I’ll come back again
When from your friends you’re free, my dear,
When from your friends you’re free.

Oh, these of my friends, they never should have been
They were growing so lofty and high
And I never will prove false to the one that I love
Till the stars fall from the sky, my dear,
Till the stars fall from the sky.

Oh, the stars will never fall down from the sky
Nor the rocks never melt with the sun
And I never will prove false to the one that I love
Till all these things be done, my love,
Till all these things be done.

Oh, yonder do sit, yon little turtle dove,
He do sit on yonder high tree.
He’s a making a moan for the loss of his love
As I will do for thee, my dear,
As I will do for thee.

The Rosie Hood Band sings Turtle Dove

It’s fare you well my own true love,
It’s fare you well a while.
If I go away I will come again
If I go ten thousand miles my dear,
If I go ten thousand miles.

Ten thousand miles it is too far
To leave me here alone,
Here i may lie, lament and cry,
You cannot hear me mourn, my dear,
You cannot hear me mourn.

Oh don’t you see that turtle dove,
it sits upon the rowan tree
Lamenting for her own true lave
As I lament for thee, my dear,
As I lament for thee.

Oh I am like the turtle dove
Who flies from tree to tree
And as he waits for its own mate
So I will wait for thee, my dear,
So I will wait for thee.

When you see them remember me
And bear me in your mind,
And be not like the weather vane
That changes with the wind, my dear,
That changes with the wind.

The crow that is so black, my dear,
Shall change his plume to white.
If ever I prove false to thee
The day shall turn to night, my dear,
The day shall turn to night.

Acknowledgements

Transcribed by Wolfgang Hell from the singing of Martin Carthy.