Rachel Unthank & The Winterset Fareweel Regality
And now it's time to say farewell And though I hope that we may meet again And all things may be reet again We've lived and spent the day
We'll cry farewell Regality And cry farewell the Liberty To honest friends' civility To winter's frost and fire And there's nowt that I can bid ye But that peace and love gan with ye Never mind wherever call the fates Away from Hexhamshire
And what is time that flies so fleet But just a bird that flies on merry wings And lights us down in happy spring When winter's neet is past
Aye but the curlew sings her sang And winds her sorrows doon the Rowley Burn And drear as winds the hunter's horn The call is all farewell
And as I set the mossy stones And do me bits of jobs and gap the dykes I hear the whispers doon the sykes Farewell they sigh, farewell
Do I remember? Do I dream? And did we rightly meet in Viewly Side? For all this and much more beside Has got me sore beguiled
But on some golden autumn morn Or when July is hazing Dipton Slopes By Whitley Mill or Westburnhope We'll live and spend the day
