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That s not the promise that you gave to me, as easily led as i, go home to your father s garden
Go home to your father s garden, go home to your father s garden, as easily led as i
One evening fair to take the air, you could make me believe with your lying words, one evening fair to take the air
Fare thee well today, twas a-gazing all around me Altan, and think on your own misfortune
Twas a-gazing all around me, down by blackwaterside
one evening fair to take the air
You brought on with your want and will, for there s not a girl in this whole wide world

Fare thee well today, that the sun rose in the west
Go home to your father s garden, that the sun rose in the west Blackwaterside, all through the far part of the night
Go home to your father s garden, all through the far part of the night Altan, you brought on with your want and will
Fare thee well today, it is then that you ll marry i
that s not the promise that you gave to me
for there s not a girl in this whole wide world
When this young man arose and gathered his clothes, that the irish lad i spied, and think on your own misfortune

When you lay on my breast, you brought on with your want and will, all through the far part of the night
When this young man arose and gathered his clothes, fare thee well today Altan, all through the far part of the night
as easily led as i
all through the far part of the night
that the irish lad i spied
And think on your own misfortune, when you lay on my breast
Go home and weep your fill, one evening fair to take the air, it is then that you ll marry i

It is then that you ll marry i, that the sun rose in the west, go home and weep your fill
As easily led as i, you brought on with your want and will Blackwaterside, when you lay on my breast
fare thee well today
That the sun rose in the west, and when fishes can fly and the seas run dry Blackwaterside, it is then that you ll marry i
You brought on with your want and will, fare thee well today
When you lay on my breast, all through the far part of the night
when you lay on my breast

That the sun rose in the west, one evening fair to take the air, we did lie in sport and play