She's like the swallow (Patrick O'Shea)
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- CPDL #18388:
- Editor: Patrick O'Shea (submitted 2008-12-01). Score information: Letter, 7 pages, 232 kB Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: She's Like The Swallow
Composer: Patrick O'Shea
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
Published: 2006
Description: Composed for the Saint Mary's University Concert Choir.
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Original text and translations
English text
She's like the swallow that flies so high
She's like the river that never runs dry
She's like the sunshine on the lee shore
I love my love and love is no more.
‘Twas out in the garden this fair maid did go
A-picking the prim-rose just as she went.
The more she plucked and the more she pulled
Until she got her apron full.
She climbed on yonder hill above
To give a rose unto her love.
She gave him one, she gave him three,
She gave her heart in company.
And as they sat on yonder hill,
His heart grew hard, so harder still:
He has two hearts instead of one.
She says “Young man, what have you done?”
“How foolish you must be
To think I love no one but thee.
The world’s not made for one alone,
I take delight in ev’ryone.”
She took her roses and made a bed
A stony pillow for her head
She lay her down, no more did say;
Just laid her roses fade away.
She's like the swallow that flies so high
She's like the river that never runs dry
She's like the sunshine on the lee shore
She lost her love and she’ll love no more.