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lirik lagu frank harte - sarah jane

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[verse 1]
one day out for my amus~m~nt
it being on a thursday the first of june
as the sun passed o’er the meridian
it being in the afternoon
near the dwelling of a gentleman
short time i did remain
but little i thought that i might be caught
in the snares of a sarah jane

[verse 2]
as i sat fornenst yon hawth~rn fence
i had scarce commenced my thought
when the north wind breeze my ear did please
as distant footsteps brought;
to me she cried when passing by
and, how i felt the pain
but she made me curse then the pain felt worse
when i met with sarah jane

[verse 3]
i was much a~surprised and i could not rise
when she gave to me her hand
in my heart i thought “hard is your lot
to plough through such rough land”;
though the pay’s not much for gathering scutch
short time i did remain
then she bade me adieu and from me flew
and away went sarah jane
[verse 4]
it was on that spot where i was deep in thought
i had scarce commenced my woe
when a blackbird spoke from a bower stalk
my mind he seemed to know
saying, “if you could fly just the same as i
your wings and your voice you would strain
for you’d be whistling shrill on the windowsill
surmising sarah jane.”

[verse 5]
now, when the skylark sings well her wings she spreads
and i commenced for to make my moan
and the landrail loud from her grassy bed
seemed with me seemed to intone
though her voice was course and grating still
her notes they were sharp and plain
saying, “you might as well go home and sing your poem
for you’ll ne’er wed with sarah jane.”

[verse 6]
well, if i had yonder valley and diamonds
i would lay them at her command
or if i had aladdin’s wondrous lamp
it would shine supremely grand
or by building castles in the air
great pleasures i might obtain
but i prefer to spend my days in happy ways
in the arms of sarah jane
[verse 7]
but now the pain it is decreasing daily
and a~roving she may go;
she can call at liza kealy’s
as she passes through myroe;
she can drink from a bottle of the best
or drink unto the poet’s name
and i hope always she’ll have happy days
that maid called sarah jane


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