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All Round My Hat
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Lesley Nelson-Burns
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This traditional English tune tells the story of a street hawker mourning the loss of his girl-friend who has been transported to Australia for theft.

The tune appears as The Budgeon is a Fine Trade in Chappell's Popular Music of the Olden Time (1859). (Budge was cockney slang for thief.)

According to another source the tune was popular in the 1830s.

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Barry Taylor
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"One of the few Welsh Folk songs that has become part of the folk song heritage all over the world. According to Grove's Dictionary of Music and Musicians, it appeared "in a mutilated form as "Cease Your Funning" in John Gay's "The Beggar Opera" in 1728."

There is another set of lyrics at The Ash Grove (Version 2).

The ash grove, how graceful, how plainly 'tis speaking,
The harp through it playing has language for me;
Whenever the light through its branches is breaking,
A host of kind faces is gazing on me.
The friends of my childhood again are before me,
Each step wakes a mem'ry, as freely I roam;
With soft whispers laden, its leaves rustle o'er me;
The ash grove, the ashgrove alone is my home.

My lips smile no more, my heart loses its lightness,
No dream of the future my spirit can cheer;
I only can brood on the past and its brightness,
The dead I have mourned are again living here.
From ev'ry dark nook they press forward to meet me;
I lift up my eyes to the broad leafy dome,
And others are there, looking downward to greet me;
The ash grove, the ash grove alone is my home.
Lyrics in Welsh
  • Llwyn Onn (From Taylor's Traditional Tunebook)
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From Folk Songs of England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales
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Bibliography for full information.

My love she was fair and my love she was kind
And cruel the judge and jury that sentenced her away
For thieving was a thing that she never was inclined to
They sent my love across the sea ten thousand miles away

Chorus
All round my hat I will wear the greenie willow
All round my hat for a year and a day
And if anyone should question me the reason for my wearing it
I tell them my own true love is ten thousand miles away

I bought my love a golden ring to wear upon her finger
A token of our own true love and to remember me
And when she returns again we'll never more be parted
We'll marry and be happy for ever and a day

Chorus
All round my hat I will wear the greenie willow
All round my hat for a year and a day
And if anyone should question me the reason for my wearing it
I tell them my own true love is ten thousand miles away

Seven, seven long years my love and I are parted
Seven, seven long years my love is bound to stay
Seven long years I'll love my love and never be false-hearted
And never sigh or sorrow while she's far, far away

Chorus
All round my hat I will wear the greenie willow
All round my hat for a year and a day
And if anyone should question me the reason for my wearing it
I tell them my own true love is ten thousand miles away

Some young men there are who are preciously deceitful
A-coaxing of the fair young maids they mean to lead astray
As soon as they deceive then, so cruelly they leave them
I'll love my love for ever though she's far, far away

Chorus
All round my hat I will wear the greenie willow
All round my hat for a year and a day
And if anyone should question me the reason for my wearing it
I tell them my own true love is ten thousand miles away

The Ash Grove
(Llwyn On)

Version 1
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Barry Taylor
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"One of the few Welsh Folk songs that has become part of the folk song heritage all over the world. According to Grove's Dictionary of Music and Musicians, it appeared "in a mutilated form as "Cease Your Funning" in John Gay's "The Beggar Opera" in 1728."

There is another set of lyrics at The Ash Grove (Version 2).

The ash grove, how graceful, how plainly 'tis speaking,
The harp through it playing has language for me;
Whenever the light through its branches is breaking,
A host of kind faces is gazing on me.
The friends of my childhood again are before me,
Each step wakes a mem'ry, as freely I roam;
With soft whispers laden, its leaves rustle o'er me;
The ash grove, the ashgrove alone is my home.

My lips smile no more, my heart loses its lightness,
No dream of the future my spirit can cheer;
I only can brood on the past and its brightness,
The dead I have mourned are again living here.
From ev'ry dark nook they press forward to meet me;
I lift up my eyes to the broad leafy dome,
And others are there, looking downward to greet me;
The ash grove, the ash grove alone is my home.
Lyrics in Welsh
  • Llwyn Onn (From Taylor's Traditional Tunebook)
Related Links
From Folk Songs of England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales
See
Bibliography for full information.

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