Derwentwater's Farewell

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T:Derwentwater's Farewell
B:Bruce and Stokoe, Northumbrian Mistrelsy,  Newcastle, 1882
S:Hogg's Jacobite Relics of Scotland
Z: Via Mr Surtees of Mainsforth
F:http://www.folkinfo.org/songs
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w:Fare-well to plea-sant Dil-ston Hall, My fa-ther's an-cient seat
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w:A stran-ger now must call thee his, Which gars my heart to greet.
e2 |d3/2 B/ A2 G2 |c3/2 d/ e3 e |d3/2 B/ A3 G | E4
w:Fare-well each friend-ly well-known face, My heart has held so dear;
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w:My ten-ants now must leave their lands, Or hold their lives in fear.
W:Farewell to pleasant Dilston Hall,
W:My father's ancient seat,
W:A stranger now must call thee his,
W:Which gars my heart to greet.
W:Farewell each friendly well-known face.
W:My heart has held so dear;
W:My tenants now must leave their lands,
W:Or hold their lives in fear.
W:
W:No more along the banks of Tyne
W:I'll rove in autumn gray,
W:No more I'll hear at early dawn
W:The lav'rocks wake the day.
W:Then fare thee well, brave Witherington,
W:And Foster, ever true,
W:Dear Shaftesbury and Errington
W:Receive my last adieu.
W:
W:And fare thee well, George Collingwood,
W:Since fate has put us down,
W:If thou and I have lost our lives
W:Or King has lost his crown.
W:Farewell, farewell, my lady dear,
W:Ill, ill, thou counsell'dst me;
W:I never more may see the babe
W:That smiles upon your knee.
W:
W:And fare thee well, my bonny gray steed,
W:That carried me aye so free;
W:I wish I had been asleep in my bed
W:Last time I mounted thee.
W:The warning bell now bids me cease,
W:My trouble's nearly o'er,
W:You sun that rises from the sea
W:Shall rise on me no more.
W:
W:Albeit that here in London town
W:It is my fate to die,
W:Oh! carry me to Northumberland,
W:In my father's grave to lie.
W:There chant my solemn requiem
W:In Hexham's holy towers;
W:And let six maids from fair Tynedale
W:Scatter my grave with flowers.
W:
W:And when the heads that wear a crown
W:Shall be laid low like mine,
W:Some honest hearts may then lament
W:For Radcliffe's fallen line.
W:Farewell to pleasant Dilston Hall,
W:My father's ancient seat,
W:A stranger now must call thee his,
W:Which gars my heart to greet.

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