The Bonambuie-Anne Briggs

[ti:The Bonambuie] [ar:Anne Briggs] [al:Sing a Song for You] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Bonambuie - Anne Briggs [00:00.63]O the bonambuie that ne'er broke out [00:11.72] [00:12.59]On a drinking about he might as well have drunk [00:20.54] [00:22.31]For his bones are thrown on a naked stone [00:32.09] [00:35.02]Where he lived alone like a hermit monk [00:44.12] [00:45.44]O the bonambuie I pity your lot [00:54.93] [00:55.66]Though they say that a sot like myself is curst [01:02.15] [01:03.38]I was sober a while but I will drink and be wise [01:15.76] [01:16.53]For I fear I may die in the end of thirst [01:26.82] [01:28.27]It's not for the kind bird that I would mourn [01:38.90] [01:40.65]The blackbird the corn-crake or the crane [01:48.31] [01:50.14]But for the bonambuie that's shy and apart [01:59.34] [02:02.18]Where he drinks in the marsh from the lone bog-trail [02:09.99] [02:11.83]If I had known you were near your death [02:21.47] [02:22.09]While my breath held out I'd have run to you [02:29.70] [02:31.31]Till the splash in the lake of the son of the bird [02:40.82] [02:43.35]Your soul would have brought to life again [02:51.35] [02:53.98]And me truelove told me to drink no more [03:04.17] [03:06.68]Or my life would be over in a little while [03:13.93] [03:15.55]It's the taste of the whiskey it gives me health and strength [03:27.66] [03:28.60]And will lengthen my road by many's the mile [03:36.50] [03:39.45]You see how the bird of the long smooth neck [03:49.83] [03:50.73]He gat his death from the thirst at last [03:57.85] [03:58.68]So console not my soul and fill up your glass [04:11.97]For you'll get no more sup when this life is past