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The Bailiff's Daughter of Waterford Town
Found in Bailiffs_Daughter_of_Waterford_Town.abc
from the John Chambers abc collection

X:1 T:The Bailiff's Daughter of Waterford Town B:Journal of the English Folk Dance and Song Society, Dec 1951 F:http://www.folkinfo.org/songs S:Walter Roast, East Chezzetcook, July 17, 1937 Z:Doreen H Senior and Helen Creighton Q:1/4=108 %Tempo M:4/4 %Meter L:1/8 % K:G E F |G2 (FE) D2 E F |(G/E3/2) (F/D3/2) E2 w:Now it's of a_ youth and a well_ bred_ youth G A |B B (^cd) (e/c3/2) d c | B6 w:And he be-ing a_ squire's_ on-ly son (GA) |B2 (^cd) (ed) c c |(d^c) (BA) F F w:He_ fell in_ love_ with a bail-*iff's_ daugh-ter E D |E2 (dB) (BA) A F | E6 |] w:when she lived near_ Wa-*ter-ford town. W:Now it's of a youth and a well-bred youth W:And he being a squire's only son, W:He fell in love with a bailiff's daughter W:When she lived near Waterford town. W: W:But when his parents the truth came to know W:How foolishly inclined, W:They bound him apprentice for Clemensford town W:And they told him his business to mind. W: W:For to stick to his books and to study the law W:And to leave his true love behind. W:Alas and adieu shall I never see her more, W:For she still runs in my mind. W: W:Now it happened to be in the summer time W:In the merry month of May, W:When she set herself down on a bank that was green W:And her true love came riding that way. W: W:Now he stepp-ed up to this pretty fair maid, W:"One word, one word", he did say, W:"one word, one word, kind miss", he did say W:"For to ease a poor troubled mind." W: W:"O it's where was you bred and where was you born?" W:"Near Waterford town", she did say, W:"Near Waterford town, kind sir", she did say, W:"Where I've suffered for many's the day". W: W:"Then if you've been born near Waterford town, W:Then it's surely the truth you must know, W:Of the bailiff's daughter from Waterford town W:Whether she be alive or no?" W: W:"No she's not alive for she is dead W:And it's many the day ago, W:No, she's not alive for she is dead, W:And in her grave laid low." W: W:"O give to me my bridle rein, W:My milk-white steed let it go, W:That I may go to some fine counteree W:Where no one does me know." W: W:"O do not go, kind sir", she did say, W:"Come sit yourself down by my side, W:It's the bailiff's daughter now that you see W:And she's ready for to be your bride." W: W:"O it's farewell woe and welcome love W:It's a thousand times brighter for to see, W:It's the bailiff's daughter now that I've gained W:That I never more expected to see."
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