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Published on Nov 27, 2007
Old Irish Melody. Words by Seosamh Mac Cathmhaoil and music arranged by Herbert Hughes. Trevor Burnside on the piano. THE NINEPENNY FIDIL
My father and mother were Irish, and I am Irish too I bought a wee fidil for nine pence, and it is Irish too I'm up in the morning early to meet the dawn of day And to the lint-white's piping, the many's the tune I play!
One pleasant eve in June time I met a lochrie man, His face and hands were weazen, his height was not a span He boor'd me for my fidil, "You know" says he "Like you, My father and mother were Irish, and I am Irish too!"
He took my wee red fidil, and such a tune he turned, The Glaise in it whisper'd, the lionan in it m'urned' Says he "My lad, you're lucky, I wish't I was like you, You're lucky in your birth star, and in your fidil, too!"
He gave me back my fidil, my fidil-stick also And stepping like a lay-boy, he jump'd the Lear-gaidh knowe I never saw him after, nor met his gentle kind But whiles I think I hear him, a-wheening in the wind!
My father and mother were Irish, and I am Irish too, I bought a wee fidil for nin-pence and it is Irish too. I'm up in the morning early to greet the dawn of day And to the lintwhite's piping, the many's the tune I play.