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Nancy McCallion Lyrics

        
Old Woman’s Lament
lyrics/McCallion/music/Pendleton

When I was young I wore a yellow dress
Died cotton moving with the breeze
An August night I got it soaking wet
See through and clinging to my knees

I had myself a brown haired boy
He would stand and look out at the sea
My darling girl I’m off to see the world
Won’t you come along says he
Won’t you be my diddle-le-idle-le

My husband walks with a walking stick
See his jacket hanging by the door
He still works when the weather’s good
Those are his boots lying on the floor

We have spent a pleasant winter’s night
And a sticky, sticky summer’s eve
But when I’m sleepless and when I’m tight
He doesn’t stir my diddle-le-idle-le

An August night I stood upon the pier
Hot tears sticking to my face
Fare thee well he’s going off to sea
I wouldn’t go with him
He wouldn’t stay with me
So fare thee well my diddle-le-idle-le

When I was young I wore a yellow dress
Died cotton moving with the breeze
An August night I got it soaking wet
See through and clinging to my knees

I’m a woman nigh on sixty-five
You may have seen the likes of me
My own girl she looks me in the eye
And doesn’t see my diddle-le-idle-le=
She doesn’t see my diddle-le-idle-le

Copyright 1995, McCallion/Pendelton, from This is My Round





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