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- (Posted 2016-04-15) CPDL #39325:
- Editor: Peter Kaplan (submitted 2016-04-15). Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 3.13 MB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: With piano reduction for rehearsal only.
General Information
Title: Swansea Town
Composer: Gustav Holst
Lyricist: folksong collected by G.B.Gardinercreate page
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
with occasional soprano divisi
Genre: Secular, Folksong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
{{Published}} is obsolete (code commented out), replaced with {{Pub}} for works and {{PubDatePlace}} for publications.
Description: One of six folksongs in the set.
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Original text and translations
English text
1 Oh! Farewell to you, my Nancy, ten thousand times adieu,
I'm bound to cross the ocean, girl, once more to part with you;
Once more to part from you, fine girl, you're the girl that I adore,
But still I live in hopes to see old Swansea Town once more.
2 Oh! It's now that I am out to sea, and you are far behind,
Kind letters I will write to you of the secrets of my mind;
The secrets of my mind, fine, girl, you're the girl that I adore,
But still I live in hopes to see old Swansea Town once more.
3 Oh now the storm it's rising, I can see it coming on,
The night so dark as anything, we cannot see the moon;
Our good old ship she is toss'd aft, our rigging is all tore
But still I live in hopes to see old Swansea Town once more.
4 Oh, it's now the storm is over and we are safe on shore,
We'll drink strong drinks and brandies too to the girls that we adore;
To the girls that we adore, fine girls, we'll make this tavern roar,
And when our money is all gone, we'll go to sea for more.