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Date: Mon, 18 Mar 2024 13:33:36 +0000
Subject: Roving Blade 3/17
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 by: cpyle4bob - Mon, 18 Mar 2024 13:33 UTC

last night's st. patty's day show had:
15. The Roving Blade (Bob on baby grand piano, Donnie on pedal steel,
Tony on standup bass, Bob Britt on acoustic guitar then electric guitar)

In Newry town, I was bred and born,
In Stephen's Green now I lie in scorn.
I served me time at the saddling trade,
I always was a roving blade.
I always was a roving blade.

At seventeen I took a wife,
I loved her dearer than I loved me life;
And so to keep her both fine and gay
I went out robbing on the King's highway.

I went out robbing on the King's highway.

I never robbed a poor man yet,
Nor any tradesman caused I to fret
But I robbed lords and ladies bright
I carried the gold home to me heart's delight.
I carried the gold home to me heart's delight.

I robbed Lord Golding I do declare,
And Lady Mansel in Grosvenor Square;
I closed the shutters and bid them good night.
I carried the gold home to me heart's delight.
I carried the gold home to me heart's delight.

To Covent Garden I made my way,
With me dear wife for to see the play;
Lord Fielding's gang they did me pursue,
And I was taken by that cursed crew.
Yes I was taken by that cursed crew.

My father cried, "My darling son."
My wife she cried, "Now, I'm undone."
My mother tore her locks and cried,
"It's in the cradle you should have died.
"It's in the cradle you should have died."

When I am dead, and want for me grave
A flashy funeral pray let me have;
Six highwaymen to carry me.
Oh give 'em broadswords and sweet liberty.

Oh give 'em broadswords and sweet liberty.

Six pretty maidens to bear my Pall,
Give them white garlands and ribbons all.
And when I'm dead they'll speak the truth,
He was a wild and a wicked youth.

He was a wild and a wicked youth.

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Date: Fri, 29 Mar 2024 19:32:33 +0000
Subject: Re: Roving Blade 3/17
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 by: W.Dockery - Fri, 29 Mar 2024 19:32 UTC

cpyle4bob wrote:

> last night's st. patty's day show had:
> 15. The Roving Blade (Bob on baby grand piano, Donnie on pedal steel,
> Tony on standup bass, Bob Britt on acoustic guitar then electric guitar)

> In Newry town, I was bred and born,
> In Stephen's Green now I lie in scorn.
> I served me time at the saddling trade,
> I always was a roving blade.
> I always was a roving blade.

> At seventeen I took a wife,
> I loved her dearer than I loved me life;
> And so to keep her both fine and gay
> I went out robbing on the King's highway.

> I went out robbing on the King's highway.

> I never robbed a poor man yet,
> Nor any tradesman caused I to fret
> But I robbed lords and ladies bright
> I carried the gold home to me heart's delight.
> I carried the gold home to me heart's delight.

> I robbed Lord Golding I do declare,
> And Lady Mansel in Grosvenor Square;
> I closed the shutters and bid them good night.
> I carried the gold home to me heart's delight.
> I carried the gold home to me heart's delight.

> To Covent Garden I made my way,
> With me dear wife for to see the play;
> Lord Fielding's gang they did me pursue,
> And I was taken by that cursed crew.
> Yes I was taken by that cursed crew.

> My father cried, "My darling son."
> My wife she cried, "Now, I'm undone."
> My mother tore her locks and cried,
> "It's in the cradle you should have died.
> "It's in the cradle you should have died."

> When I am dead, and want for me grave
> A flashy funeral pray let me have;
> Six highwaymen to carry me.
> Oh give 'em broadswords and sweet liberty.

> Oh give 'em broadswords and sweet liberty.

> Six pretty maidens to bear my Pall,
> Give them white garlands and ribbons all.
> And when I'm dead they'll speak the truth,
> He was a wild and a wicked youth.

> He was a wild and a wicked youth.

Was this the Athens show?

My friend Rick Dukes attended that one.

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