[00:26.45]Oh as I roved out one bright summer's morn
[00:33.76]Down by Blackwaterside
[00:39.65]I'd be gazing on the flowers that did bloom all around
[00:46.09]When a pretty Irish girl I spied
[00:52.23]Oh 'twas red and rosy was her cheeks
[00:58.57]Golden yellow was her hair
[01:04.71]As I clasped her by the lily-white hand
[01:11.26]And I said, "My young sweetheart fair"
[01:20.34]There be many a good man's daughter
[01:27.16]Going around from town to town
[01:33.09]There be many a good man's daughter with
[01:39.85]Her hair all hanging down
[01:45.68]They'll be rocking the cradles the whole day long
[01:52.29]Singing, "Low-la, low-la, low"
[01:58.11]Was there ever a poor misfortunate girl
[02:04.74]Was as easily led as you?
[02:34.99]Oh that wasn't the promise that you made to me
[02:42.10]Down by Blackwaterside
[02:48.10]That wasn't the promise that you made to me
[02:54.43]When you asked me to be your bride
[03:00.62]That wasn't the promise that you made to me
[03:07.41]When you swore you'd be loyal and true
[03:13.50]When the fishes fly and the seas run dry
[03:20.10]I'll return and I'll marry you