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T:Low Down in the Broom
B: Purslow, F, (1968), The Wanton Seed, EDFS, London
S:George Smith, Fareham, Hants, July 1906
Z:Gardiner H 460
F:http://www.folkinfo.org/songs
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w:'Twas on last Eas-ter Mon-*day, the day ap-point-*ed was_
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w: For me to go down in the broom to meet my bon-*ny lass_
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w: How sweet and plea-sant was the day I kept her com-pa-ny,
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w:She was low, low_ down in the broom a-wait-ing there_ for me_
W:'Twas on last Easter Monday, the day appointed was,
W:For me to go down in the broom to meet my bonny lass.
W:How sweet and pleasant was the day I kept her company,
W:She was low, low down in the broom awaiting there for me.
W:
W:I turned myself all round about to see what I could see,
W:And there I saw my own true-love come wandering down to me,
W:I kindly took her by the hand and gave her kisses three,
W:And it's low, low down in the broom my true-love went with me.
W:
W:I took her by the lily-white hand and said, "My own sweetheart,
W:Since you and I together met I hope we never shall part.
W:I hope we never shall part, my love, until the day we die,
W:We'll go again down in the broom and married we will be."
W:
W:She said, "Young man, leave go my hands, for I'm sure it will never be so,
W:For little does my mother think, nor yet my father know.
W:It often does run in their minds what will become of me,
W:They little know I'm in the broom a-talking along with thee."
W:
W:I took her round the middle so small and gently laid her down,
W:And these were the words she said to me as she lay in the broom,
W:"Do what you will, young man," she said, "'tis all the same to me,
W:For little does my mother think that I'm in the broom with thee.
W:
W:My father is a miser and will not give me gold,
W:My mother is a scolding dame and the house control,
W:But I will love my bonny lad until the day I die,
W:And it's low, low down in the broom he'll be waiting there for me."
W:
W:I gave my love a parting kiss and homeward I retired,
W:I told her to remember our meeting in the broom,
W:For what was done and what was said, 'twas all as one to me,
W:But I'll call again down in the broom and so merrily we will be.