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Ar Bhruach Na Carraige Baine - Altan
Composed by：Traditional
Arranged by：Byrne/Curran/Tourish/Mark Kelly/Ni Mhaonaigh
Produced by：Altan/Brian Masterson
As I rode out to view the flowers
Being in the morning early
A pretty fair maid I chanced to spy
Her flowers they grew most neatly
Her cherry cheeks her ruby lips
Her eyes would tickle a daisy
I took this fair maid by the hand
She said young man go easy
I'm a plowboy my seeds to grow
And that's well known to my neighbors
And many's a field I've plowed indeed
And that's without much labor
I'll plow I'll sow I'll reep I'll mow
I'll gather it into the barn
I'll play a reel and I'll dance with you
On the banks of carraige báine
B'fhearr liom fhéin ná éire mhór
'S ná saibhreas rí na spáinne
Mise 'gus tusa a chúilfhionn óig
Seal ag ól ár shláinte
Mé's tú bheith pósta araon
Gan chead tola athair is máthair
'S a mhaighdean óig is milse póig
Ar bhruach na carraige báine
I'll spread my mantle for you young man
If it weren't the breadth of a farthing
If I thought your mind was as good as your word
You know 'tis you I would rather
For want of any company
You need not go no further
But rise me up to the top of the hill
And show me the carraige báine
