Blackwaterslide Lyrics - Bert Jansch
One morning fair I took the air
That hung about black waterside
T'was a gazing path all around it
And the Irish that I spied
All through the fog, the heart of the night
We lay in sport and at play
Till this young man arose and gathered his clothes
Singing 'Fair thee well today!'
(Break)
That's not the promise that you gave to me
When first you lay on my breast
You could make me believe with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the west
And so go home to your fathers garden
Go home and await your fill
And think on your own misfortune
That you brought with your wanton will
One morning fair I took the air
That hung about black waterside
T'was a gazing path all around it
And the Irish that I spied...
That hung about black waterside
T'was a gazing path all around it
And the Irish that I spied
All through the fog, the heart of the night
We lay in sport and at play
Till this young man arose and gathered his clothes
Singing 'Fair thee well today!'
(Break)
That's not the promise that you gave to me
When first you lay on my breast
You could make me believe with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the west
And so go home to your fathers garden
Go home and await your fill
And think on your own misfortune
That you brought with your wanton will
One morning fair I took the air
That hung about black waterside
T'was a gazing path all around it
And the Irish that I spied...
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