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Artiste:
Matt Sweeney
Titre:
I Am A Youth Inclined To Ramble
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I am a youth inclined to ramble To some foreign country, I am lean to steer I'm loathe to part from my friends and comrades And my dear sweetheart, whom I love dear But there's one of those I do most admire On her I'll think when I'm far away For since fate's decreed I am resolved to part her And try my fortune in America So farewell, darling, since I must leave you I place great dependence on your constancy That no other young man may gain your favor Or change your mind when I am o'ersеa For although the seas, they do sеparate us And in between us they do rise and fall If fortune favors me, you'll find your Shorty Returning homeward from America Oh, Shorty dear, do you remember When I sat with you for many's the hour? And my young fancy away was carried And the bees hummed around us on each opening flower But when you're crossing the western ocean The maid that loved you you'll ne'er mind ever And you'll scarce e'er think upon the maids of Erin For you'll find strange sweethearts in America Oh, Mary dear, I don't dissemble For to all other fair maids I'll prove untrue And if you think that these are false promises I'll leave these vows as a pledge to you That what I do may prove unsuccessful And fortune prove to be a slippery bull That a favoring gale, it may ne'er blow on me If I forsake you in America And so to conclude and to end these verses May God protect this young female fair And keep her from every wild embarrassment And of my darling, take the greatest care For she's slow to anger and of kind disposition And her cheeks like roses in June do blow And in my nightly slumbers whene'er I think on her I could conjure her vision in America