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POOR MARY SITS A-WEEPING |
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Pray tell us what you are weeping for, On a bright summer's day.
My father he is dead, sir;
Is dead, sir;
Is dead, sir. My father he is dead, sir,
On a bright summer's day.
—Earls Heaton (Herbert Hardy).
XVIII. Poor Mary is a-weeping, a-weeping, a-weeping, Poor Mary is a-weeping, on a fine summer's day. Pray tell me what you're weeping for ? &c.
Because my father's dead and gone, is dead and gone,
is dead and gone ; Because my father's dead and gone, on a fine
summer's day.
She is kneeling by her father's grave, her father's
grave, her father's grave ; She is kneeling by her father's grave, on a fine
summer's day.
Stand up and choose your love, choose your love,
choose your love;
Stand up and choose your love, on a bright summer's
day.
—(Rev. W. Gregor).
XIX. Oh, what is Jennie weeping for, A-weeping for, a-weeping for ? Oh, what is Jennie weeping for, All on this summer's day ?
I'm weeping for my own true love, My own true love, my own true love;
I'm weeping for my own true love, All on this summer's day. |
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