Fairport Convention - Banks Of The Sweet Primroses Lyrics






As I walked out on a midsummer's morning
For to view the fields and to take the air
Down by the banks of the sweet primroses
There I beheld a most love lie fair

Three short steps, I stepped up to her
Not knowing her as she passed me by
I stepped up to her, thinking for to view her
She appeared to be like some virtuous bride

I says: 'Fair maid, where are you going?'
'And what's the occasion of all your grief?'
'I will make you as happy as any lady'
'If you will grant to me one small relief'

'Stand off, stand off, you're a false deceiver'
'You are a false deceitful man, I know'
Tis you that has caused my poor heart to wander'
'And in your comfort lies no refrain'

So I'll go down to some lonesome valley
Where no man on earth shall there me find
Where the pretty little small birds do change their voices
And every moment blows blusterous wind

So come all young men who go a-sailing
Pray pay attention to what I say
For there's many a dark and a cloudy morning
Turns out to be a sunshiny day





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  1. R.... ....

    Traditional
    As I walked out on a midsummer's morning
    For to view the fields and to take the air
    Down by the banks of the sweet primroses
    There I beheld a most love lie fair.
    Three short steps, I stepped up to her
    Not knowing her as she passed me by
    I stepped up to her, thinking for to view her
    She appeared to be like some virtuous bride.
    I says: 'Fair maid, where are you going?'
    'And what's the occasion of all your brief?'
    'I will make you as happy as any lady'
    'If you will grant to me one small relief'.
    'Stand off, stand off, you're a false deceiver'
    'You are a false deceitful man, I know'
    Tis you that has caused my poor heart to wander'
    'And in your comfort lies no refrain'.
    So I'll go down to some lonesome valley
    Where no man on earth shall there me find
    Where the pretty little small birds do change their voices
    And every moment blows blusterous wind.
    So come all young men who go a-sailing
    Pray pay attention to what I say
    For there's many a dark and a cloudy morning
    Turns out to be a sunshiny day.

  2. E.... ....

    Wonderful voices.

  3. g.... d....

    Hi LaMax61auc...So do i.....heard him singing this...long time ago..Missed his appearance in Portsoy..my sis is a fiddle player....says he was and still a master..RIP..DS..

  4. L.... ....

    I miss you SWARB

  5. C.... M....

    Favourite version.