Adieu to Derwent Village

 
Performed by:
Ivy May
Recorded in:
Ecclesfield
Recorded on:
01/07/1999
Recorded by:
Ray Padgett and Dave Lawson
Genre:
Steel Forging
Keywords:
Nostalga,
Parting,
Landscape
 

Archival information

TYG:
106
Key:
A
Time Signature:
6:8
Roud id:
0
Laws id:
Master title:
Adieu to Derwent Village
Places Cited:
Derwent Village,
Back Tor

Lyrics

1
O Derwent, lone village, set snug in a fold,
’Neath the bleak, lonely moorland, so rugged and bold,
Thy rivers and streamlets of which thou art proud,
Too soon will o’erwhelm thee and make thee a shroud.

2
Thy beautiful valley, mid vast rolling hills,
My heart full of sadness thy passing now fills;
Thy homesteads, thy mansions, thy church, even so,
Beneath the bleak waters must all of them go?

3
Thy meadows and pastures where cattle did browse,
Where the lark with his song in the morning did rouse
All his friends from their slumbers to greet the new day,
Too soon now their haunts will be hidden away.

4
Proud home of Fitzalan, far-famed Derwent Hall,
How stately thy rising, how ghastly thy fall;
In thy heyday a mansion, in decline a retreat,
Where the weary could rest tired bones, aching feet.

5
Oh, it is not the wealthy thy loss will deprive,
But workers, whose weekend, escaped from the hive,
It brought freedom and leisure to breathe the fresh air,
And at sunset sweet solace, thy shelter to share.

6
By thy streams I have wandered in the shade of Back Tor,
With never a thought for the time passing o’er,
My mind filled with dreaming, my heart filled with peace,
Beside the clear waters whose songs never cease.

7
Thy vale of sweet memories, so soon to be filled,
By the streamlets that o’er thy ramparts are spilled;
Through ravine, through crevice, through patches of moss,
My heart is nigh breaking to think of the loss.