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I Was a Young Man (demo)
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Old echoing English with slightly psychedelic sax about the strife of marriage...
world music acoustic music instrumental fusion folk dreamy roots celtic traditional scottish irish accordion banjo harp english reels jigs bouncy czech lively bodhran bouzouki vibrant poitin
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Traditional Irish and Celtic Folk with a twist of Central European folk. Rollickin' lollickin' songs, jigs and reels!
Poitin are an award-winning band which play Celtic music in all its shapes and forms from haunting Breton melodies to raunchy traditional Irish songs. Their new CD Bofiguifluki is out now available to download through or or
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World • Traditional Celtic
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Peak #107
Peak in subgenre #9
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Trad
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March 13, 2006
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 4:49
Story behind the song
Heard it first by Steeleye Span and loved it.Then I got married-and found out that the song ain't true for me! Tells the tale of a young man who couldn't wait to get married and discovers he's wedded a lazy, bossy old cow...
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I Was a Young Man I was a young man, I was a rover, Nothing could satisfy me but a wife Soon as I reached the age of twenty, Weary was I of the single life The very first year me wife I married, Out of her company I could not stray Her voice as sweet as a lark or a linnet, Or the nightingale at break of day Now she's fairly altered her meaning, Now she’s fairly changed her tune Nothing but scolding comes from her mouth A poor man's labour’s never done The baby cried, she bitterly scolded, Down the stairs I was forced for to run Without trousers, wig or a waistcoat, A poor man's labour is never done I went up to the top of the hill, To view my sheep that had all gone astray When I came back she was lying in her bed, At twelve o'clock on a summer's day When I came back both wet and weary, Weary and wet now where could I run She was lying in her bed, the fire up beside her, Says ‘Young man is the kettle on?’ I'll go home to my aged mother, She'll be sitting all alone Says there's plenty young women to be had, Why should I be tied to one? All young men that is to marry, Know, they'll grieve you evermore Death, oh death come take my life/wife (delete as applicable!), And then my troubles will be o'er
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ALEXIS PATRICK
Mar 09, 2008
This song is musically,and vocally awesome!!!!!!!! How are you?