letra de the ninepenny fidil - herbert hughes
my father and mother were irish
and i am irish, too;
i bought a wee fidil for ninepence
and it is irish too
i’m up in the morning early
to meet the dawn of day
and to the lintwhite’s piping
the many’s the tune i play
one pleasant eve in june-time
i met a loughrie-man;
his face and hands were weazen
his height was not a span
he boor’d me for ny fidil –
“you know,” says he, “like you
my father and mother were irish
and i am irish, too!”
he took my wee red fidil
and such a tune he turned –
the glaise in it whispered
the lionan in it m’urned
says he, “my lad, you’re lucky;
i wish t’ i was like you –
you’re lucky in your birth-star
and in your fidil, too!”
he gave me back my fidil
my fidil-stick, also;
and, stepping like a may-boy
he jumped the leargaidh knowe
i never saw him after
nor met his gentle kind;
but, whiles, i think i hear him
a-wheening in the wind
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