Unknown - Sally Munro текст песни

Come all you young maidens I pray you attend
Unto these few lines that I have here penned,
To all the sad troubles that I did undergo
Since I became acquainted with sweet Sally Munro

James Dickson's my name, I'm a blacksmith by trade,
And in the town of Ayr I was born and bred
From that town to Belfast I late did go;
'Twas there I got acquainted wi' sweet Sally Munro

I loved this young lassie as dear as my life;
It was my intention to make her my wife,
But though dearly I loved her, her parents said, "No"
Which caused me to mourn for young Sally Munro

I unto this lassie a letter did send,
It was by a comrade whom I thought a friend,
But instead of a friend he proved to me a foe
For he never gave the letter to my Sally Munro

He told her old parents to beware of me:
He said I had a wife in my own country
Then said her old parents: "Since we've found it so,
He never shall enjoy his sweet Sally Munro"

I said if she'd come to Urie with me,
In spite of her parents there married we'd be
She said: "No objections have I there to go,
If you only prove constant to Sally Munro"

"Here is my hand, love, and here is my heart;
Till death separate us we never shall part"
Next day in a coach we to Urie did go,
And there I got married to young Sally Munro

It was at Newry Point the ship Newry lay
With four hundred passengers ready for sea
We both paid our passage to Quebec also;
'Twas there I embarked wi' my Sally Munro

On the fourteenth of April our ship did set sail
And hove down the Channel with a sweet pleasant gale
The parting of friends caused some salt tears to flow,
But I was quite happy wi' my Sally Munro

When dreading no danger we met with a shock
When all of a sudden our ship struck a rock
Three hundred and sixty went all down below,
And in among the number I lost Sally Munro

Many a man on that voyage lost his life
And children they loved far dearer than life,
Yet I was preserved and my salt tears do flow
Oh I mourn when I mind on my Sally Munro

It was from her parents I stole her away,
Which will check my conscience till my dying day,
But she said: "No objections have I now to go",
And now I'll keep sighing for Sally Munro

Note: The Newry was wrecked in the Llewn Peninsula, N Wales, in
April, 1830
from the Oxford Book of Sea Songs, Palmer
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