MacEdward Leach and the Songs of Atlantic Canada
Will You Be True, My Darling
Cyril O'Brien NFLD 2 Tape 8A Track 4
Trepassey Audio:
Ballad

"Will you be true, my darling, a true sweetheart to me?
For l am going to fight for fortune in a land beyond the sea
It will make your life seem brighter and your saddest moments gay
If one be faithful, darling, to me going far away."

He rained kisses on her marble brow when he told her they should part
Her anguished tears began to flow, while breaking was her heart
At length the last farewell was made, the last kiss given with a sigh
The girl she sobbed out choking, "I’ll be true, love, till l die."

This loving couple parted, each vowed their love to keep
One went off to a distant land and the other home to weep
For five long years she watched and prayed till her heart grew sick and sore
"Oh, heaven help and hear my prayer, shall l ever see him more?"

As the golden sun was shining in a sky of azure blue
On the shore a girl was standing, waiting for her lover true
"He is not false for he cannot be a traitor to himself or me
For he vowed his love was firm and true when we parted by the sea."

At length far off on a distant wave, a dark speck met her view
Is it not the form of some stately craft plowing the waters blue?
And on it came o'er the curling waves with swift and rapid pace
A sigh burst from her pale, cold lips as the sun danced on her face.

And with her eyes she watched that curling wave bringing its prey to shore
With a sob she fell on his lifeless form and her weary pang was o'er
Her strong arms clasped his stiffened neck, her form bent over low
If she could have kissed life back to him, to him would life have flowed.


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