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Tradition II

by Ranagri

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1.
There lived a wife at Usher's Well 
And a wealthy wife was she
 She had three stout and stalwart sons
 And she sent them over the sea They hadn’t been not a week from her A week but barely one When word came out to the carline wife
 That her three sons were gone. They had not been a week from her 
A week but barely three 
When word came to the carline wife
 That her sons she'd never see. I wish the wind may never cease 
Nor fishes in the flood, Till my three sons come home to me 
In earthly flesh and blood It fell about the Martinmas When nights are long and mirk The carline wife's three sons came home 
And their hats were on the birch It neither grew in syke nor ditch 
Nor yet in any sheugh;
But at the gates of Paradise That birk grew fair enough “Blow up the fire, my maidens fair, 
Bring water from the well For all at my house shall feast this night 
Since my three sons are well.” Make them a bed, make them a bed
 We’ll made it large and wide
 She's taken all her mantle about, And she sat down down by their side Up crew the rooster, The red rooster 
And up then crew the gray The eldest to the youngest said 
It’s time we were away.” The cock he had not craw'd but once And clapp'd his wings at her 
The youngest to the eldest said “Brother, we must away. The cock doth craw, the day doth dawn 
The channerin worm doth chide 
If we be missed or out of plac 
A sore pain we must bide Fare ye well, mother dear 
Fare well to barn and byre! And fare ye well, you bonny lass
 That kindles my mother's fire Fare thee well Fare thee well Fare thee well
2.
On the night that I was married and upon my marriage bed
 There came a bowsie captain there stood at my bedhead Crying, “Up - rise up, young wedded man, and come along with me
 To the lowlands of Holland, to fight your enemy.” Oh I held my love all in my arms, thinking he might stay
 But the captain gave out the order, & he was marched away. 
Crying, “Many a blithe young married man this night must go with me 
To the lowlands of Holland, to fight the enemy.” New Holland is a wondrous place and in it grows much green 
It’s a wild inhabita-tion for - my love to be in
 Where the grasses grow and the warm winds blow And there's fruit on every tree But the lowlands of Holland parted me love and me No shoe no stocking I'll put on no comb go through my hair 
Nor shall no coal nor candlelight shine in my bower fair
 Nor will I lie with another man until the day I die
 For the lowlands of Holland The lowlands of Holland The lowlands of Holland have parted my love and I
3.
The Northern Lights of old Aberdeen Mean home sweet home to me The Northern Lights of old Aberdeen Are what I long to see I've been a wanderer all of my life Any many a sight I've seen God speed the day when l'm on my way To my home in Aberdeen When I was a lad, a tiny wee lad My mother said to me Come see the Northern Lights my boy They're bright as they can be She called them the heavenly dancers Merry dancers in the sky I'll never forget, that wonderful sight They made the heavens bright The Northern Lights of old Aberdeen Mean home sweet home to me The Northern Lights of old Aberdeen Are what I long to see I've been a wanderer all of my life Any many a sight I've seen God speed the day when l'm on my way To my home in Aberdeen I've wandered in many far-off lands And travelled many a mile I've missed the folk I cherished most The joy of a friendly smile It warms up the heart of a wand'rer The clasp of a welcoming hand To greet me when, I return Home to my native land The Northern Lights of old Aberdeen Mean home sweet home to me The Northern Lights of old Aberdeen Are what I long to see I've been a wanderer all of my life Any many a sight I've seen God speed the day when l'm on my way To my home in Aberdeen
4.
It was a comely young lady fair
 Was walking out for to take the air 
And she met a sailor upon her way,
 So I paid attention & I stood to listen,
 To hear what they might say.
 Lady why do you walk alone?
 Oh the night is coming and the days near gone.
 She turned and tears from her eyes did fall 
It’s my dark-eyed sailor, it’s my dark-eyed sailor,
 That’s causing my downfall.
 Seven long years since he left this land. He cut a gold ring from off his hand Half of the ring is still here with me But the other lies rollin Oh the other lies rollin' at the bottom of the sea He says well drive him out of your mind Another young man you will surely find She turned away and then she did cry For my dark eyed sailor a maid I live or die     Then half of the ring did young William show She was distracted in joy and woe Oh' "William, William, I have gold in store For my dark-eyed sailor For my dark-eyed sailor so handsome true and bold" And in a village down by the sea They joined in wedlock and do agree Young hearts be true when your love is away For a cloudy morning For a cloudy morning brings in a sunny day.
5.
Lift MacCahir Óg your face
 Brooding over the old disgrace
 That black Fitzwilliam stormed your place,
 And drove you to the Fern
 Grey said victory was sure 
Soon the firebrand he'd secure;
 Until he met at Glenmalure
 With Fiach MacHugh O'Byrne. [CHORUS]
 Curse and swear Lord Kildare
 Fiach will do what Fiach will dare 
Now FitzWilliam, have a care
 Fallen is your star, low
 Up with halbert out with sword
 On we'll go for by the Lord
 Fiach MacHugh has given the word,
 Follow me up to Carlow. See the swords of Glen Imaal, 
Flashing over the English Pale
 See all the children of the Gael, 
Beneath O'Byrne's banners 
Rooster of a fighting stock, 
Would you let a Saxon cock
 Crow out upon an Irish rock?
 Fly up and teach him manners! [CHORUS] From Tassagart to Clonmore, 
There flows a stream of Saxon gore
 O, great is Rory Óg O'More, 
At sending the loons to Hades. 
White is sick, Grey is fled,
 Now for black FitzWilliam's head
 We'll send it over dripping red, 
To Liza and her ladies. [CHORUS]
6.
The Wind doth blow today my love,
 A few small drops of rain. 
Never have I had but one true love,
 In cold clay she is lain. I'll do as much for my true love, 
As any young man may.
 I'll sit and mourn all on her grave, 
 A twelve month and a day. The twelve month and the day been gone,
 A voice spoke from the deep.
 "Who is it sits all on my grave.
And will not let me sleep?" 'Tis I 'Tis I thine own true love,
 Who site upon your grave, 
For I crave one kiss from your sweet lips,
 And that is all I seek. "You crave one kiss from my clay cold lips, 
But my breath is earthy strong.
 Had you one kiss from my clay cold lips,
 You're time would not be long" My time be long, my time be short,
 Tomorrow or today,
 May God in heaven have all my soul
 But I'll kiss your lips of clay. See down in yonder garden green.
 Love where we used to walk.
 The sweetest flower that ever grew. 
Is withered to the stalk. The stalk is withered dry my love,
 So will our hearts decay.
 So make yourself content my love,
 'Til death calls you away 'Til death calls you away
7.
Come all you wild young men
 A warning take by me,
 Never lead your single life astray 
 Into no bad company. As I myself have done,
 Oh in the merry month of May,
 I was pressed by the sea-captain
 On board a man-o-war I was away Set sail for the ocean wide
 And a bonny bonny flag we will fly. 
Let every man stand true to his gun
 And the Lord take who must die. Well our captain was wounded sore
 And so were the rest of his men.
 The main mast rigging was scattered on the deck
 And we were obliged to give in. Our decks were spattered with blood
 And loudly the cannons did roar ;
Thousands of times I wished myself home
 Along with my Polly on the shore. Ah she's a tall and a slender girl,
 With a dark and a-rolling eye,
 And here I lie bleeding on the deck
 But for her sake I would die. So farewell to my parents and friends,
 Farewell dear Polly too. 
I never would have crossed the salt sea so wide 
If I had have been ruled by you. I never would have crossed the salt sea so wide 
If I had listened to you.
8.
I dreamed a dream the other night Lowlands, lowlands away me John My love she came, dressed all in white Lowlands away I dreamed my love came in my sleep Lowlands, lowlands away me John Her cheeks were wet, her eyes did weep Lowlands away She came to me at my bedside Lowlands, lowlands away me John All dressed in white, like some fair bride Lowlands away And bravely in her bosom fair Lowlands, lowlands away me John Her red, red rose, my love did wear Lowlands away She made no sound, no word she said Lowlands, lowlands away me John And then i knew my love was dead Lowlands away Then I awoke to hear the cry Lowlands, Lowlands away me John Oh watch on deck Oh watch, ahoy Lowlands away
9.
Courting is a pleasure Between my love and I; And it's down in yon green valley That I'd meet her by and by It was down in yon green valley She is my heart's delight: "Oh Molly, lovely Molly I would stay till broad daylight." Going to church last Sunday My true love she passed me by I knew her mind was altered By the roving of her eye Well I knew her mind was altered To a lad of a high degree: "Molly, lovely Molly Your looks have wounded me." Up came love Willy With a bottle in his hand Saying, "Drink this, lovely Molly For our love would never stand." Saying, "Drink this, lovely Molly Let the bottle flask go free Oh ten guineas I'll wager That married we ne'er shall be." Never marry a fair young maid With a dark and a roving eye Just you kiss her and you embrace her Never tell her the reason why Just you kiss her and you embrace her Till you cause her heart to yield; For a faint-hearted soldier Will never gain the field Farewell, Ballymonie Likewise the sweet Bann shore Farewell to McCusky braes That I never will see no more America lies far away That land I will go see; And may all bad luck attend the one Who parted my love and me Farewell Farewell Farewell
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After a time of transitions throughout 2020 and 2021, we’d like to thank all members, past and present,
and guest appearances for their wonderful contributions to our latest album Tradition II.
Recorded in the Malvern Hills during the pandemic,
we drew parallels with the struggle of the characters in these songs, with stories of love, loss and separation.

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released September 2, 2022

Eliza Marshall - flutes, whistles, percussion, backing vocals
Dónal Rogers - guitar, bass, bouzouki, percussion, piano, lead vocals Eleanor Dunsdon - harp, backing vocals
Jordan Murray - percussion, dulcimer, backing vocals

Evan Carson -percussion
Joe Danks - percussion, backing vocals
Eleanor Turner - harp, backing vocals

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Ranagri London, UK

Ranagri

Anglo Irish 4 piece alt folk. Dónal Rogers. Eliza Marshall, Eleanor Dunsdon, Jordan Murray.. inc flutes, whistles, harp, piano, bodhrán, dulcimer,guitars & bouzouki.
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