As I was a-walking down by some shady grove,
Down by some shady Nancy, my life, my heart, my love.
The young lambs they were playing
All on the banks of sweet Mossom,
All on the banks of sweet Mossom, all on through lovely Spring.
The lark all in the air-O
She rises in the morning
And brings me cheerful tidings of Nancy my dear.
The birds all in the trees, they is now set down to rest
I'll write to lovely Nancy, my life, my heart, my love.
The young lambs they were playing
All on the banks of sweet Mossom,
All on the banks of sweet Mossom, all on through lovely Spring.
The lark all in the air-O
She rises in the morning
And brings me cheerful tidings of Nancy my dear.
Oh, bring me pen and paper, that I may sit down to write
I'll write to lovely Nancy, my life, my heart, my love.
The young lambs they were playing
All on the banks of sweet Mossom,
All on the banks of sweet Mossom, all on through lovely Spring.
The lark all in the air-O
She rises in the morning
And brings me cheerful tidings of Nancy my dear.
credits
from 52 Folk Songs: Green,
released March 10, 2012
Phil Edwards: vocal, melodica, flute, whistle, zither
Tara Jane O'Neil offers up her ephemeral audio sketchbook, presenting improvisational pieces captured on the fly that feel remarkably full. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 27, 2021