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The Lisburn Lass

[ Roud 5694 ; Ballad Index RcLisLas ; trad.]

Peter Bellamy learnt The Lisburn Lass from Geordie Hanna of County Tyrone and sang it unaccompanied on his privately issued cassette of 1983, Fair Annie: English, Irish, Australian and American Traditional Songs.

Lyrics

Peter Bellamy sings The Lisburn Lass

Young boys and girls wherever you be
Come pay attention unto me.
In these few lines I have penned down
All about the lass of Lisburn town.

For it happened in the harvest year
As I walked up, the day being clear.
And in going home, these words I said:
“Oh I am deep in love with the Lisburn maid.”

For she's proper tall, she's all complete,
Like some waxwork beauty from head to feet.
And my heart do rend when I see her pass,
For I am deep in love with that Lisburn lass.

But everything kept to going round
Until her parents on me did frown,
Until her parents all on me did frown
And I was forced to list in Lisburn town.

“But them, Willy dear,” this young maid did say,
“What has tempted you to go away?
I would leave my parents of high renown
And I would go with you from Lisburn town.”

But off to India I had to go,
Off to fight and face the foe.
Not knowing when the ball might cut me down
And I must bit adieu to Lisburn town.

Now farewell, father and mother too,
Likewise my darling I bid adieu.
For these cruel foes they have cut me down,
So farewell, my love and Lisburn town.