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The lyrics were written by the 'Lancashire Burns' Edwin Waugh. Waugh was hugely popular in his day giving recitations and concerts of his works in Lanashire dialect and regular prose all over the country. He even performed in front of Queen Victoria. This song brings to mind the beautiful countryside surrounding the post industrial mill towns of the North.

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Twas when the dawn of momin' began to stir i'th sky,
I donned mysel' to wander Afore the dew wur dry;
To wander in the gay greenwood, Reet early I did rove,—
I could not sleep upon my bed for thinkin' of my love.

Down in a bonny dingle. Where sometimes we did stray,
Our vows of love to mingle. At close of summer day;
It's there, where oft among her hair the flowers of spring I've wove,
I sat me down to think upon the girl that I do love.

It's there I made a garlan', my darlin' for to don,
And the posies that were in it. They shined like the sun;
The dewy posies, wild and sweet. All in the leafy grove;
It breaks my heart to think upon the girl that I do love.

The cowslip, and the speedwell. With a dewdrop in its e'e,—
An' the wild rose, an' the bluebell. They blend so bonnilie;
An' the honey-suckle, wand'rin wild, With violets blue, I wove,
They made me for to think upon the girl that I do love.

An' when I poo'd my posies. The small birds they did.sing;
An' when I wove my garlan'. They made the woods to ring;
On every tree, the wild birds' glee. Rang through the leafy grove,
As I came away, at dawn of day. Still thinkin' of mv love.

Oh, the momm' sun it rises To cheer my heart's delight,
An' the silver moon she wanders among the clouds at night;
An' the twinklin' stars that look so fine, all in the heavens above,—
At wark or play, by neet an' day, I’m thinkin' of
my
love.

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from Back To the Yellow Hills, released May 20, 2016

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Richard Moss Blackburn, UK

Richard is a powerful guitar player and a fine singer from Blackburn equally at ease with folk, ragtime, blues and contempory fingerstyle. His driving percussive and rhythmic guitar skills are blended with subtle fingerstyle playing making him in high demand as a soloist and as a skilled accompanist for singers and traditional melody players. ... more

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