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NEXT MARKET DAY, THE (Irish - Traditional) John McCormack - 1920 Lori Holland - 1960 Maureen O'Hara - 1961 Also recorded by: Fiona Blackburn; Alison Pearce; John McDaid; Jim McCann; Ann Murray; Aleanna ........ and others. As recorded by JOHN McCORMACK: A maid goin' to Comber, her markets to learn To sell for her Mammy three hanks of fine yarn She met with a young man along the highway Which caused this young maiden to dally and stray Sit ye beside me, I mean ye no harm Sit ye beside me, this new tune to learn Here is three guineas, your Mammy to pay So, lay by your yarn till the next market day They sat down together, the grass it was green And the day was the finest that ever was seen Oh, the light in your eyes beats a mornin' in May I could sit by your side till the next market day The young maid went home and the words that he said And the tune that he played her still rang in her head She says I'll go find him by night or by day Till he learns me the tune called "The Next Market Day" ******************** LONGER ALTERNATE VERSION (1): Now this maid went to Comber, her markets to l'arn To sell for her Mammy three hanks of fine yarn When she met with a young man upon the highway Which caused this young damsel to dally and stray Oh, sit down beside me, I'll do ye no harm Sit down beside me, this new tune to l'arn And I'll give you three guineas, your mother to pay And I'll teach you a tune called "The Next Market Day" Oh, says she, I have tunes and enough for to do And my Mammy has warned me 'gainst strangers like you My Mammy has warned me, and her I must heed And besides I've my markets to make with all speed Oh, your markets can wait, and the day it is young And the tune I will teach you is easily sung 'Tis you are the coaxer, one moment I'll stay I'm longing to learn it "The Next Market Day" So they sat down together, the grass it was green And the day was the fairest that ever was seen The look in your eyes would lead angels astray I could sit by your side till the next market day Kind sir this new tune that ye'd larn me to play Might draw some attention beside this highway In yonder meadow there's plenty of hay Which may not be there on the next market day They rowed in the mow till his bow was well strung Then he played a fine tune on her rub-a-dum-dum And the tune that he l'arned her was easy to play She resolved to play it again on the next market day Now this young maid went home and her cheeks they were red And the tune that he played her still rang in her head When her Mother asked questions, this is all she would say There was never a tune like "The Next Market Day" ******************** ALTERNATE VERSION (2) A maid going to Comber, her markets to l'arn And to sell for her Mammy three hanks of fine yarn She met with a young man along the highway Which caused this young damsel to dally and stray Oh, sit down beside me, I mean you no harm Come sit down beside me this new tune to l'arn And here is three guineas your Mammy to pay So lay by your yarn till the next market day She sat down beside him, the grass it was green The day was the fairest that ever was seen The look in your eye beats a morning in May I could sit by your side till the next market day So they sat down together and the valleys did ring And the birds in the bushes so sweetly did sing He took out his fiddle and well he could play And he played her the tune called "The Next Market Day" So this sweet bonny lass she did laugh and did say I love that wee tune called "The Next Market Day" "The Next Market Day" is a great tune, ‘tis plain So play that tune over again and again and again and again Now, as she went homeward, the words he had said And the tune that he played her still rang in her head I’ll search for that young man by land or by sae Till he larns me the tune called "The Next Market Day" So she went back to Comber and searched for him long And she found this young man and it’s well they got on And now they are married in sweet Killyleagh And he plays her the tune called "The Next Market Day" (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - January 2016)

    


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