SHE’S LIKE THE SWALLOW

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This famous Newfoundland folksong is given a lovely setting by Geoffrey. The flute part really makes the swallow fly high – despite the mournful sentiment of brokenhearted love. This piece has been set by many composers and this is surely one of the best arrangements. Give a listen!

She’s like the swallow that flies so high
She’s like the river that never runs dry
She’s like the sunshine on the lea shore
I love my love ‘til love is no more.

“Twas out in the garden my fair maid did go
Picking the beautiful primrose
The more she plucked, the more she pulled
until she got her apron full

It’s out of those roses she made a bed
a stoney pillow for her head
She laid her down, no words she spoke
until my fair maid’s heart was broke.

Where is my love?

She’s like the swallow that flies so high
She’s like the river that never runs dry
She’s like the sunshine on the lea shore
I love my love ‘til love is no more.