If I were a blackbird 

I am a young maiden and my story is sad, For once I was carefree and in love with a lad. He courted me sweetly by night and by day, But now he has left me and sailed far away. If I were a blackbird, I’d whistle and sing, 
I’d follow the ship that my true love sailed in. And in the top rigging, I will there build my nest, I’d flutter my wings o’er his broad golden chest. He offered to take me to Donnybrook fair, To buy me fine ribbons to tie up my hair. He offered to marry and to stay by my side, But then in a morning he sailed with the tide. If I were a blackbird, I’d whistle and sing,
 I’d follow the ship that my true love sailed in. And in the top rigging, I will there build my nest, I’d flutter my wings o’er his broad golden chest. He sailed o’er the ocean, his fortune to seek, 
I missed his caress and his kiss on my cheek.
 He returned and I told him my love was still warm,
 But he turned away lightly and great was his scorn. If I were a blackbird, I’d whistle and sing,
 I’d follow the ship that my true love sailed in. And in the top rigging, I'd there build my nest, I’d flutter my wings o’er his broad golden chest.

Thank you so much

I find myself returning to this beautiful recording again and again. Thank you.

Her voice is like a violin!

Now I know what an angel sounds like.

Haunting and beautiful, the way I like music to be...

Uncommon beauty borne in voice, wood, hands and air. Thank you!

A sensitive, moving interpretation by Angela and Sam.

I just came to see what song this was, after listening repeatedly to your rendition of Flow My Tears. I'm spellbound. Please: never stop singing.

Amazing purity of sound

wow that's a voice!

wow

This is wonderful, lovely voice and lute playing.

Wonderful! I know this melody "Bold Fenian Men."

This is as beautiful as it's dark. The lute is a great vehicle for such expression. Thanks for the pleasure.

Beautiful voice and sympathetic and emotional lute accompaniment. Great arrangement 🥰

Wonderful performance from both (and I gotta say that string management in the lute peg box is boss)

Beautiful and moving, angelic, ethereal and transcendent. Lovely job to both of you!

That was spellbinding!

Bravo mademoiselle, votre performance est magnifique !!!...

Beautiful. Wow.

Would you go back in time Angela if you had a time machine? At a time where all these beautiful music were written. Thank you for sharing this beautiful gift once more.

Perfect

So beautiful !

Beautiful !!

Marvelous, just simply marvelous

Amazing!

Wonderful :)

Merci pour cette ballade féérique 😌🙏

So good!!

Absolutely celestial!!! Thank you so much!

Thank you Angela. Again. I love the variety you and your co-performers present. I remember asking you a few years ago via some emails if you'd ever thought about singing folk songs, as up to that point I only knew of your work singing the classical repertoire, and wonder, now, how long you've been singing folk songs? I said to you then that I'd really enjoy hearing you singing folk songs, and when you didn't reply I wondered if I'd offended you! Now I rest easier on that front. Anyway, thank you again, and I hope your accompanying players enjoy working with you as much as I enjoy hearing the outcomes.

Wonderful

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What a voice!

Thank you. I admire your passion for the music and superb performance.

EXQUISITE!!!

Beautiful , both Voice and Lute

If I were a black falcon…

Beautiful!

For myself: I am a young sailor my story is sad Though once I was carefree and a brave sailor lad I courted a lassie by night and by day Oh but now she has left me And sailed far away Oh if I was a blackbird could whistle and sing I'd follow the vessel my true love sails in And in the top riggin' I would there build my next And I'd flutter my wings o'er her lilly white breast Or if I was a scholar and could handle the pen Once secret love letter to my true love I'd send And tell of my sorrow my grief and my pain Since she's gone and left me In yon flowery glen I sailed o'er the ocean my fortune to seek Though I missed her caress and her kiss on my cheek I returned and I told her my love was still warm but she turned away lightly And great was her scorn I offered to take her to Donnybrook Fair And to buy her fine ribbons to tie up her hair I offered to marry and to stay by her side But she says in the morning She sails with the tide My parents they chide me oh they will not agree Saying that me and my false love married should never be Oh let them deprive me or let them do what they will While there's breath in my body She's the one I love still

The music is wonderful, the final sound mix is so quiet we can't hear anything though.

Lovely, though I'm not sure that 'his broad golden chest' are the original lyrics - it was 'his lily white breast' - but perhaps they had fake tan back in the day

not bad

This is the England I love..not the degenerate current UK

Ha! That's all you got i can make a butter prop better than budder laced popcorn but I'd better get back to bed as it is late

If I was.

This is wonderful, lovely voice and lute playing.

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