#01366
Roaming In The Gloaming (Collected by Leach) with lyrics

In my island cottage many, many miles away,
There dwelt a bonnie lassie in a globe of memory;
The first time that I met her it was where the heather grows,
Everybody loves her, she's my bonny Irish rose.

Roaming in the gloaming with you,
Roaming in the gloaming we two;
We rambled there together over valley, hill, and dale,
Roaming my Scotch bluebell.

Her father and her mother they were very kind to me,
Almost every evening we'd have scones and jam and tea;
We'd sit around the fire and we'd make a lively ring,
Almost every evening you would surely hear me sing.

Roaming in the gloaming with you,
Roaming in the gloaming we two;
We rambled there together over valley, hill, and dale,
Roaming my Scotch bluebell.

####.... Author unknown ....####
Sung by Raymond Noseworthy of Pouch Cove, NL, and published in MacEdward Leach And The Songs Of Atlantic Canada © 2004 Memorial University of Newfoundland Folklore and Language Archive (MUNFLA).

Note: In spite of having the same title, this parlour song is NOT the same as the Scottish song popularized by Harry Lauder, with lyrics by poet Meta Orred, 1874, and music by Annie Fortescue Harrison (Lady Arthur Hill), 1877.






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