Ho Mo Leannan lyrics

The women of Barra sing this waulking song
in the course of shrinking a web of cloth:
`Ho, my sweetheart! Hey, my sweetheart!
Hey!, my sweetheart is the new one!`


Cries my sweetheart Gille Callum, `Steersman of the `Oak` am I`
He, mo leannan, seaman daring, climbeth to the mast top high
Running upsea to the windward, running down with a sidelie
Sweetheart mine, the youthful frolic, hard should I his love put by.

Ho! Mo leannan. He! Mo leannan. `Se mo leannan am fear ur.

Sorrow take them, those young sweethearts,
Some of them are shy and sly
Others come with clank and music, full of luring while we`re nigh
I advise you, all young lasses, keep three sweethearts in your eye
And if one of them forsake you, two for you still hopeful sigh.
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