F C F F Oh, the streams of lovely Nancy divide in three parts,Bb F C C Where the young men and maidens they meet their sweethearts.F C F F It's the drinking of good liquor that makes my heart sing,Bb F C F and the noise in the valley made the rocks for to ring.F C F F At the top of this mountain, my loves castle standsBb F C C and it's overbuilt with ivory on yonder black sand.F C F F Fine arches, fine porches like diamonds so bright,Bb F C F It's a beacon for a sailor on a dark winters night.F C F F On yonder high mountain the wild fowl do fly,Bb F C C and it's running amongst them that flies very high.F C F F If I had her in my arms, near diamonds black lamp,Bb F C F How soon I would secure her by the slight of my hand.F C F F At the base of this mountain a river runs clear,Bb F C C And a ship from the Indies it once anchored there.F C F F With red flags a-flying and the beating of her drum,Bb F C F sweet instruments of music and the firing of her gun.F C F F Oh the streams of lovely Nancy divide in three parts,Bb F C C Where the young men and maidens they meet their sweethearts.F C F F It's the drinking of good liquor that makes my heart sing,Bb F C F and the noise in the valley made the rocks for to ring.
Streams Of Nancy
Kate Rusby
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