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A folk song of Belfast, County Antrim, Ireland. This song's oldest written record only dates to 1952 and is attributed to a performance by Mary Connors for a BBC recording - though no readily accessible version of the recording seems to exist online.
This song is a stub! It doesn't appear to have been recorded on a livestream, youtube video, or album from the Longest Johns yet!
 
   
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The song is told from the perspective someone who has been separated from their love by exile across the ocean, and then by her death. It shares a tune with a traditional folk song of the british isles: ''Gathering Rushes in the Month of May'' (sometimes called ''Underneath Your Apron'').
As such, the lyrics may not be accurate to their performed version, or even the correct song.
 
   
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Of note is the fact that the song shares a title - though not a theme - with another song. ''The Banks of the Lea'' tells a story of a Irish man who travels to England, finds love, and wishes to take her home.
The arbitrary present assumed version of this song is The Banks of the Lee as recorded by Silly Wizard.
 
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The lyrics sung by the Longest Johns on their live streams appear to be assembled from an assortment of traditional versions, mixed, matched, and edited. Though wholly a speculative statement: it is likely that the particular arrangement was done by the Longest Johns. Andy generally leads this piece.
   
 
==Lyrics==
 
==Lyrics==
 
These lyrics are based on the most likely match to the song title listed on the Longest John's Stream Song List.
 
These lyrics are based on the most likely match to the song title listed on the Longest John's Stream Song List.
 
 
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Where true lovers meet beneath the green bower <br>
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When two lovers meet down beside the green bower <br>
Where true lovers meet out beneath the green tree <br>
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When two lovers meet down beneath the green tree <br>
And Mary, fond Mary, she says unto her true love <br>
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When Mary, fond Mary, declared unto her lover <br>
"You have stolen my young heart from the Banks of the Lee"<br>
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"You have stolen my poor heart from the Banks of the Lee"<br>
 
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{Chorus}<br>
For I loved her very dearly, most true and sincerely<br>
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I loved her very dearly, so truly and sincerely<br>
There was no one in this wide world I loved more than she<br>
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There was no one in this wide world I loved better than she<br>
 
Every bush and every bower, every wild Irish flower<br>
 
Every bush and every bower, every wild Irish flower<br>
 
Reminds me of my Mary, on the banks of the Lee<br>
 
Reminds me of my Mary, on the banks of the Lee<br>
 
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"Don't stay out too late, love, on the moorlands, my Mary<br>
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"Well don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands, my Mary<br>
Don't stay out too late, love, on the moorlands for me"<br>
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Well don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands from me"<br>
But it's little was my notion when we parted by the ocean<br>
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How little was our notion when we parted on the ocean<br>
That we were forever partin' by the Banks of the Lee<br>
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That we were forever parted from the Banks of the Lee<br>
 
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{Chorus}<br>
 
{Chorus}<br>
 
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I will pull my love some roses, some wild Irish roses<br>
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I will pluck my love some roses, some blooming Irish roses<br>
I will pull my love her some roses, the fairest e'er seen<br>
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I will pluck my love some roses, the fairest that ever grew<br>
And I'll lay them on the graveside of my own dear darlin' Mary<br>
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And I'll lay them on the grave of my own true lovely Mary<br>
On that cold and silent grave where she sleeps 'neath the dew<br>
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In that cold and silent church yard where she sleeps 'neath the dew<br>
 
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{Chorus til end}<br>
 
{Chorus til end}<br>

Revision as of 07:15, 9 August 2019

A folk song of Belfast, County Antrim, Ireland. This song's oldest written record only dates to 1952 and is attributed to a performance by Mary Connors for a BBC recording - though no readily accessible version of the recording seems to exist online.

The song is told from the perspective someone who has been separated from their love by exile across the ocean, and then by her death. It shares a tune with a traditional folk song of the british isles: Gathering Rushes in the Month of May (sometimes called Underneath Your Apron).

Of note is the fact that the song shares a title - though not a theme - with another song. The Banks of the Lea tells a story of a Irish man who travels to England, finds love, and wishes to take her home.

The lyrics sung by the Longest Johns on their live streams appear to be assembled from an assortment of traditional versions, mixed, matched, and edited. Though wholly a speculative statement: it is likely that the particular arrangement was done by the Longest Johns. Andy generally leads this piece.

Lyrics

These lyrics are based on the most likely match to the song title listed on the Longest John's Stream Song List.

When two lovers meet down beside the green bower
When two lovers meet down beneath the green tree
When Mary, fond Mary, declared unto her lover
"You have stolen my poor heart from the Banks of the Lee"

{Chorus}
I loved her very dearly, so truly and sincerely
There was no one in this wide world I loved better than she
Every bush and every bower, every wild Irish flower
Reminds me of my Mary, on the banks of the Lee

"Well don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands, my Mary
Well don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands from me"
How little was our notion when we parted on the ocean
That we were forever parted from the Banks of the Lee

{Chorus}

I will pluck my love some roses, some blooming Irish roses
I will pluck my love some roses, the fairest that ever grew
And I'll lay them on the grave of my own true lovely Mary
In that cold and silent church yard where she sleeps 'neath the dew

{Chorus til end}