1 Lovely on the Water - UKLBK1700010 Trad. Recording © 2019 The Meadows. Arrangement © 2017 The Meadows.
Titania vocal, Harvey violin, Fantasia piano, Melody flute
As I walked out one morning,
In the springtime of the year.
I overheard a sailor boy,
Likewise his lady fair.
Said Henry to Nancy,
"We must soon sail away,
For it's lovely on the water
To hear the music play."
"For our Queen she do want seamen,
So I dare not stay ashore.
I will brave the wars for my country
Where the cannons loudly roar.”
"Oh," then said pretty Nancy,
"Pray stay at home with me,
Or let me go along with you,
To bear you company."
"It will not do," said Henry,
"It's vain for you to try.
And it would be worse if you should fall
Where the cannons loudly roar."
Poor Nancy fell and fainted,
And soon they brought her to;
They both shook hands together
And took a fond adieu.
For Tower Hill is crowded
With mothers weeping sore.
For their sons are gone to face the foe
Where the cannons loudly roar.
For many a weeping mother
And widow will deplore
For those who fall by cannon balls
Where the cannons loudly roar.
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2 Henry Martin - UKLBK1700011 Trad. Recording © 2019 The Meadows. Arrangement © 2017 The Meadows.
Titania - vocal, Melody - tin whistle, Fantasia - piano, Harvey - violin and bodhrán
There were three brothers in Merry Scotland.
In Scotland there were brothers three.
And they did cast lots which of them should go, should go, should go.
For to turn robber all on the salt seas.
The lot it fell on Henry Martyn,
The youngest of all the three.
That he should turn robber all on the salt sea, the salt sea, the salt sea.
For to maintain his two brothers and he.
Hr had not been sailing but a long Winter's night, and part of a short Winter's day.
Before he espied a rich merchant-ship, merchant-ship, merchant-ship.
Come bearing straight down that way.
"Hello, hello," said Henry Martyn. "How durst thou come so nigh?"
"I'm a rich merchant-ship for old England bound. England bound, England bound.
Will you please for to let me pass by?"
"Oh no! Oh no!" cried Henry Martyn.
"Oh no, that never can be.
Since I have turned robber all on the salt seas, the salt seas, the salt seas.
For to maintain my two brothers and me."
"Now lower your topsail, you alderman bold, come lower them under my lee," saying, "I am resolved to pirate you here, you here, you here. For to maintain my two brothers and me."
Then broadside to broadside to battle they went.
For fully two hours or three.
Till at last Henry Martyn gave to her the death shot, the death shot, the death shot.
Heavily listing to starboard went she.
Bad news, bad news, to old England came.
Bad news I will tell to you all.
'Twas a rich merchant-ship to England was bound, was bound, was bound.
And most of her merry men drowned.
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3 Maid of Culmore - UKLBK1700008 Trad. Recording © 2019 The Meadows. Arrangement © 2017 The Meadows.
Titania - vocal, Harvey - violin, Fantasia - piano, Melody - flute
Leaving sweet lovely derry,
For fair London Town,
There is no finer harbour all around can be found.
Where the youngsters each evening,
Go down to the shore.
And the joy bells a ringing for the maid of Culmore.
The first time I saw my love she passed me by.
And the next time I saw her she bid me goodbye.
And the last time I saw her she grieved my heart sore.
For she sailed a long land away from Culmore.
If I had the power the storms for to rise.
I would make the winds blow and
I would darken the skies.
I would make the winds blow high
And the salt seas to roar.
Since the day that my darling
Sailed away from Culmore.
To the far parts of America,
My love I'll go see.
And its there I'll know no one,
And no one knows me.
And if I do not find her I'll return home no more.
Like a pilgrim, I'll wonder,
For the maid of Culmore.
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4 High Barbary - UKLBK1700012 Trad. Recording © 2019 The Meadows. Arrangement © 2017 The Meadows.
Titania - vocal, Harvey - violin, vocals and bodhran, Melody - tin whistle, vocal and tambourine, Fantasia - piano and vocals
There were two lofty ships
From old England they set sail
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
One was the Prince of Luther
And the other Prince of Wales
All a-cruisin’ down the coast
Of High Barbary
“Aloft there, aloft there!”
Our jolly bosun cried
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
“Look ahead, look astern,
Look to win’ward an’ a-lee!”
All a-cruisin’ down the coast
Of High Barbary
“There’s naught upon the stern, sir
There’s naught upon our lee!”
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
“But there’s a lofty ship to wind’ard
An’ she’s sailin’ fast and free!”
All a-cruisin’ down the coast
Of High Barbary
“Hail her, oh hail her!”
Our gallant captain cried
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
“Are you a man-o-war
Or a privateer?” cried he
All a-cruisin’ down the coast
Of High Barbary
“Oh, no I’m not a man-o-war
Nor privateer,” said he
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
“But I am salt sea pirate
All a-looking for me fee!”
All a-cruisin’ down the coast
Of High Barbary
For Broadside, for broadside
A long time we lay
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
’Til at last the Prince of Luther
Shot the pirate’s mast away
All a-cruisin» down the coast
Of High Barbary
“Oh quarter, oh quarter!”
Those pirates they did cry
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
But the quarter that we gave them
Was we sank ‘em in the sea
All a-cruisin’ down the coast
Of High Barbary
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5 Lowlands Away - UKLBK1700009 Trad. Recording © 2019 The Meadows. Arrangement © 2017 The Meadows.
Titania - vocal, Fantasia - piano, Harvey - violin, Melody - flute
I dreamed a dream the other night
Lowlands, lowlands away my John
I dreamed a dream the other night
Lowlands away
I dreamed I saw my own true love
Lowlands, lowlands away my John
He stood so still, he did not move
Lowlands away
So dank his hair, so dim his eye
Lowlands, lowlands away my John
I knew he’d come to say ‘goodbye’
Lowlands away
I dreamed a dream the other night
Lowlands, lowlands away my John
I dreamed a dream the other night
Lowlands away
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6 Si Hei Lwli Mabi - UKLBK1700013 Trad. Recording © 2019 The Meadows.
Titania - vocal, Melody - vocal, Fantasia - vocal and piano, Harvey - guitar
Si hei lwli 'mabi
mae'r llong yn mynd i ffwrdd
Si hei lwli 'mabi
mae'r Capten ar y bwrdd
Si hei lwli lwli lws
cysga, cysga 'mabi tlws
Si hei lwli 'mabi
mae'r llong yn mynd i ffwrdd
Si hei lwli 'mabi
y gwynt o'r dwyrain chwyth
Si hei lwli 'mabi
mae'r wylan ar ei nyth
Si hei lwli lwli lws
cysga, cysga 'mabi tlws
Si hei lwli 'mabi
y gwynt o'r dwyrain chwyth
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7 Bedd y Morwr/ Hen Ferchetan - UKLBK1700014 Trad. Recording © 2019 The Meadows. Arrangement © 2017 The Meadows.
Fantasia - violin, Melody - recorder and tambourine, Titania - piano, Harvey - bodhrán
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8 Heron on the Water - UKLBK1700015 Trad. Recording © 2019 The Meadows. Arrangement © 2017 The Meadows.
Fantasia - violin, Melody - flute, Harvey - guitar and bodhrán, Titania - tambourine
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9 Maid in Bedlam - UKLBK1700016 Trad. Recording © 2019 The Meadows. Arrangement © 2017 The Meadows.
Titania - vocal, Melody - vocal, Harvey - guitar and bodhrán, Fantasia - violin
Abroad as I was walking,
One evening in the Spring,
I heard a maid in bedlam,
So sweetly for to sing,
Her chains she rattled in her hand,
And thus replied she...
With straw I'll weave a garland,
I'll weave it very fine,
With roses daisies lilies,
I'll mix the eglantine,
And I'll present it to my love,
When he returns from sea...
Cruel were his parents,
Who sent my love to sea,
And cruel was the galleon,
Which bore my love from me,
Yet I love his parents since they're his,
Although they ruined me...
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Just as she sat there weeping,
Her true love came on land,
And hearing she was in Bedlam,
He ran straight out of hand,
He flew into her snow white arms,
And thus replied he...
And now these two are married,
And happy may they be,
As turtledoves together,
In love and unity,
And pretty maids with patients wait,
Who have their loves at sea.
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10 Spanish Ladies - UKLBK1700017 Trad. Recording © 2019 The Meadows. Arrangement © 2017 The Meadows.
Titania - vocal, Fantasia - piano, Melody - recorder, Harvey - violin
Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish ladies.
Farewell and adieu to you, ladies of Spain.
For we've received orders to sail for old England.
But we hope in a short time to see you again.
We hove our ship to with the wind from sou'west, boys.
We hove our ship to, for to make soundings clear.
'Twas forty-five fathoms, with a white sandy bottom.
So we squared our main yard and up channel did steer.
The first land we sighted was called the Dodman.
Next Rame Head off Plymouth, Start, Portland and Wight.
We sailed by Beachy, by Fairlight and Dover.
And then we bore up for the South Foreland light.
Then the signal was made for the grand Fleet to anchor
And all in the Downs that night for to lie.
Let go your shank painter, let go your cat stopper
Hail up your clewgarnets, let tacks and sheets fly!
We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors.
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt seas.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues.
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11 Dribbles of Brandy - UKLBK1700018 Trad. Recording © 2019 The Meadows. Arrangement © 2017 The Meadows.
Fantasia - violin, Melody - tin whistle and tambourine, Harvey - guitar and bodhrán, Titania - piano