Registratie van een concert van een aantal Ierse artiesten die gezamenlijk en apart optraden. Live opgenomen op 30 april 1976 in de Beethovenhalle in Bonn (Duitsland).
I do not own the rights to this music. Ripped from the original record. More information: https://www.discogs.com/release/4833705-Various-The-3rd-Irish-Folk-Festival-In-Concert
MARTINMAS TIME ? DINNY O'BRIEN'S HORNPIPE
MARTINMAS TIME and DINNY O'BRIENS HORNPIPE
It's not often that a pretty girl gets the better of a platoon of soldiers
but they have only themselves to blame because they must have been
fairly stupid not to recognize her! Learned from Anne Briggs, erstwhile
denizen on Dublin.
It fell out upon one Martinmas time
When snow lay on the border
There came a troop of soldiers here
To take up their wintersquarters.
And they rode north and they rode south
And they rode o'er the border
And there they met with a nice little girl
And she was a farmer's daughter.
And they made her swear a solemn oath
With a sole tear in her eye-o
That she would come to the quarter gate
But noone did her spy-o.
And she's gone to the barber's shop
To the barber's shop went soon-o
She's made them cut her long yellow hair
As short as any dragoon-o.
And she's gone to the tailor's shop
Dresses in soldier's clothes-o
Two long pistols down by her side
A nice little boy was she-o.
And she's gone to the quarter gates
Loudly she does call-o
There comes a troop of soldiers here
And we have lodgings all-o.
And the quarter master he comes down
He gives her half a crown-o
Go find your lodgings in the town
For here there is no room-o.
But she moved nearer to the gates
Loud as she does call-o
Room, room you gentlemen
You must have lodgings all-o,
O the quarter master he comes down
He gives her eighty pence-o
Go find your lodgings in the town
Tonight will come a wench-o.
And she took her whistle from her side
She blew it loud and shrill-o
The longer you plea with your eighty pence
You're not get a girl at all-o.
And when they found that is was her
They tried to have her taken
But she stabbed her spurs to her horse's side
She galloped home a maiden.
(Lyrics tekstblad LP)
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