Blackberry Fold - Folk from the Boat - Episode 128

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This week the boat is at Springfield Park on the River Lee and Anna sings Blackberry Fold with nyckelharpa!

‘Tis of a young Squire in Bristol did dwell,
There were ladies of honour that loved him right well,
But ‘twas all in vain.. I do declare
For he fell in love with a milkmaid so fair.

As the Squire and his sister were sitting in the hall
‘Oh hark’, says the Squire, ‘don’t you hear the maid call?’
And as they were singing a sweet lovely song,
Young Betsy the milkmaid came tripping along.

‘Do you want any milk?’ pretty Betsy she said.
‘Oh yes’ says the Squire, ‘step in pretty maid.
Step in, step in, for ‘tis you I adore.
There ne’er was a lady more honoured before.’

‘Now hold your tongue, Squire, and let me go free,
And do not make game of my poverty,
For there’s ladies of honour more fitting for you,
Than I a poor milkmaid with work for to do.’

Then a ring from his finger he instantly drew,
And right in the middle he broke it in two;
One half he gave to her, as I have been told,
And away they went walking down Blackberry Fold.

And as they were walking in these open fields
‘Oh now,’ says the Squire, ‘let me have my will
For if you deny me in these open fields
With my glittering sword I will make you to yield.’

With kicking and struggling young Betsy got free,
And with his own weapon she pierced his body,
She pierced his body and she pierced him right through,
And home to her uncle like lightning she flew.

‘Oh what is the matter?’ her uncle he said,
‘I’ve wounded the Squire’, said the pretty fair maid,
‘For ‘twas on my body he grew very bold,
And I’ve left him a-bleeding down Blackberry Fold.’

A coach it was sent for, the Squire brought home,
And likewise a doctor to heal up his wounds,
His wounds they were healed as he lay on the bed
‘Go fetch me my Betsy, my charming milkmaid.’

Young Betsy was sent for, young Betsy she came,
With trembling and shaking for what she had done.
‘Oh never mind Betsy, it’s all my own fault,
Do not let such regrets to enter your thoughts.’

A parson was sent for, he came to the bed,
And with the gold ring, oh these two he did wed.
And now they’re so happy as I have been told,
And They're often seen walking down Blackberry Fold.

Sung to Eva Ashton in 1906 by Edmund Pack

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Wow!... Don't you look and sound adorable today!...An absolute treat this episode, and an absolute delight to look at and listen to, an exceptional gift for all us die hard fans, and if this doesn't also bring in a few new ones as well, I don't know what will!...Thank you Anna, lovely to see you enjoying the fine Summer weather and the music on the boat and the lovely location and adoring audience....👏👏👏❤️💐😁🙋

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