Gan to the kye wi' me
Language: English
Gan to the kye wi' me, my love, Gan to the kye wi' me; Over the moor and thro' the grove, I'll sing ditties to thee. Cushie, thy pet, is lowing around her poor firstling's shed, Tears in her eyes are flowing, because little Colly dead. Gan to the kye wi' me my love, Gan to the kye wi' me; Over the moor and thro' the grove, I'll sing ditties to thee. All the fine herd of cattle the vigilant sire possest, After his fall in battle by rebel chieftains were prest: Kine now is all our property, left by thy father's will; Yet if we nurse it watchfully, we may win geer enow still. Gan to the kye wi' me; Gan to the kye wi' me; Over the moor and thro' the grove, I'll sing ditties to thee. Cushie, thy pet, is lowing around her poor firstling's shed, Tears in her eyes are flowing, because little Colly dead.
Authorship:
- from Volkslieder (Folksongs) , Northumbrian [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Phyllis Margaret Duncan Tate (1911 - 1987), "Gan to the kye wi' me", 1978, published 1980 [mezzo-soprano, clarinet, and piano], from Scenes from Tyneside, no. 2. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Ton van der Steenhoven
This text was added to the website: 2010-02-05
Line count: 14
Word count: 159