MATT HYLAND



There lived a lord within this land

Who had a fair and lovely daughter

She was courted by a nice young man

Who was a servant to her father

But when her parents came to know

They swore they'd drive him from the island

But this maid she knew that her heart would break

If she should part from young Matt Hyland



Straightway into his room she goes

Into his room him to awaken

Saying, "Arise and go, my own true love

This very night you will be taken

For I have heard my father say

In spite of me he will transport you

So arise and go, my own true love

I wish to God I'd gone before you"

"Ah, must I go," the young man said

"Ah, must I go without my wages

With ne'er a penny in my purse

Just like some poor forlorn stranger?"

"Here's fifty guineas in bright gold

And that's far more than father owes you

So arise and go, my own true love

I wish to God I'd gone before you"



They both sat down upon the bed

Just side by side for one half hour

And ne'er a word did either say

Yet down their cheeks the tears did shower

She's laid her head all on his breast

Round his waist her arms entwined

"No lord or duke or earl I'll wed

I'll wait for you my Young Matt Hyland"



The lord discussed with his daughter dear

One night alone in her bedchamber

Saying, "I'll give you leave to bring him back

Since there are none you style above him"

She wrote a letter then in haste

Still for him her heart entwined

She's brought him back, to the church they went

She's made a lord of young Matt Hyland



@courtship

sung by Jean Redpath

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