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Great Selchie Of Shule Skerry

 

Great Selchie Of Shule Skerry

(アルバム: Golden Apples Of The Sun - 1962)


In Norway, there sits a maid
By lou, my baby, she begins
Little know I my child's father
Or if land or sea he's living in

Then there arose at her bed feet
And a grumbly guest
I'm sure it was he
Saying here am I thy child's father
Although that I am not comely

I am a man upon the land
I am a selchie in the sea
And when I am in my own country
My dwelling is in Shule Skerry
And he hath taken a purse of gold
He hath put it upon her knee
Saying give to me my little wee son
And take thee up thy nurse's fee

And it shall come to pass
On a summer day
When the sun shines hot
On every stone
That I shall take my little wee son
And I'll teach him for to swim in the foam
And you will marry a gunner good
And a proud good gunner I'm sure he'll bev
And he'll go out on a May morning
And he'll kill both my wee son and me

And lo, she did marry a gunner good
And a proud good gunner I'm sure it was he
And the very first shot that ere he did shoot
He killed the son and the great selchie

In Norway, there sits a maid
By lou, my baby, she begins
Little know I my child's father
Or if land or sea he's living in

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