My fair haired lad
adapted from an anonymous Gaelic song of the eighteenth century
Oh my fair haired lad
You have made me sad...
young I was when loving you
with hair flowing, you
from my kindred taken
they gave me home, I have forsaken
curled hair ringleted
bonny as any contemplated
my love secure in depth
of closeted chamber in my flesh
head like golden streams of hair
all my choice was there
if only you had chosen to refrain
coming to the tavern to sup there
winter was early when I fell first
in love as I must tell it
my own dearest wish you were
but you ceased from following your girl
last year I had a footstep
it sounds heavy now not laughter as I had
music sad I hear the tune yet
and I am full of it deep sorrowing for the lad
oh my fair haired lad
you have made me sad
my trouble lies in me here
and sadness around me all my cares
lad of the lovely hair
sorrow is now my share