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Al O'Donnell - Verdant Braes of Screen

Wonderful version by Al Taken from St Andrews Folk Club 1960's Full concert can be found here:    • ST ANDREWS FOLK CLUB (1960's) THE EARLY DAYS   Lyrics: As I roved out on a May morning On the verdant braes of Screen, I leaned my back against a mossy tree To view the dew on a far county, The dew on the forest green A lad I spied near our burn side Wi’ a lass beneath an alder tree Her lips were like the berry brown red And she all wae and wan to see And she all wan to see "Come sit you down on the grass,” he said, “On the dewy grass so green. For the wee birds all they have come and gone Since I my true love seen,” he said, “Since I my true love have seen” “Oh I’ll not sit with you,” she said, “No lover I’ll be of thine For I hear you love a Connaught maid And your heart’s no longer mine,” she said, “Your heart’s no longer mine” "And I'll not heed what an old woman says, For her days they are well nigh done And I'll not heed what a young girl says, For she's fond to many's the one, a one For she's fond to many a one." “Then I'll climb the high, high tree And I’ll rob the wild bird’s nest And back I’ll bring what I find there To the arms that I love the best,” she said, “To the arms that I love the best”