Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Rambling Siuler, artist - Planxty. Album song One Night in Bremen, in the genre Кельтская музыка
Date of issue: 22.03.2018
Record label: M. i. G. -
Song language: English
The Rambling Siuler |
Oh the highland lands are come to town |
And landed in head waters |
The colonel fell for a pretty little girl |
The farmer’s only daughter |
The general bet five thousand pounds |
The colonel wouldn’t dress up in a beggars gowns |
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Would she travel the world around and round |
Would she go with the rambling siuler |
Oh the colonel started out next day |
Dressed in beggars clothing |
It wasn’t long til he found his way |
To the farmer’s lowly dwelling |
«Oh farmer shelter me for the night |
I’ll sleep in your barn until daylight |
Take pity on a beggar’s awful plight |
God help a rambling siuler.» |
The farmer said, «The night is wet |
You can come to the kitchen fire.» |
The colonel says to the serving maid |
«It's you I do admire |
Would you leave them all and come with me |
Leave them all my stor mo chroi» |
«What a lusty beggar you must be |
Away with the rambling siuler!» |
The farmer and his servants all |
They fell into loud laughter |
When who came tripping down the stairs |
But the farmer’s only daughter |
She’d two bright eyes like the morning skies |
Soon as the beggar he did her spy |
She fairly caught his roving eye |
«She'll be mine, «says the rambling siuler |
And the farmer and his servants all |
They went out to the byre |
He put his arm around her waist |
As they sat by the kitchen fire |
He put his hand upon her knee |
Unto her gave kisses three |
Says she, «How dare you make so free |
And it’s you but a rambling siuler.» |
When supper it was over |
They made his bed in the barn |
Between two sacks and a winnow cloth |
For fear that he take harm |
At twelve o’clock that very night |
She came to the barn |
She was dressed in white |
The beggar rose in great delight |
«She's mine, «says the rambling siuler |
And he threw off his beggar’s clothes |
He threw them against the wall |
He stood the bravest gentleman |
That was among them all |
Will you look at my locks of golden hair |
Under this sooty old hat I wear |
«I'm a colonel bold I do declare, and none but a |
Rambling siuler.» |
«And I wouldn’t for one hundred pounds |
That you and I be found here |
Would you travel around the whole night long |
And go with the rambling siuler, «So it’s off to the general’s house they’ve gone |
Great is the wager he has won |
And away to the sound of the fife and the drum |
She’s away with the rambling siuler |