Great Selchie Of Shule Skerry Lyrics - Golden Apples Of The Sun - Judy Collins

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In Norway, there sits a maid 

By lou, my baby, she begins 

Little know I my child's father 

Or if land or sea he's livin' in 

Then there arose at her bed feet 

And a grumbly guest 

I'm sure it was he 

Saying here am I thy child's father 

Although that I am not comely 

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I am a man upon the land 

I am a selchie in the sea 

And when I am in my own country 

My dwellin' is in Shule Skerry 

And he hath taken a purse of gold 

He hath put it upon her knee 

Saying give to me my little wee son 

And take thee up thy nurse's fee 

And it shall come to pass 

On a summer day 

When the sun shines hot 

On every stone 

That I shall take my little wee son 

And I'll teach him for to swim in the foam 

And you will marry a gunner good 

And a proud good gunner I'm sure he'll bev And he'll go out on a May morning 

And he'll kill both my wee son and me 

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And lo, she did marry a gunner good 

And a proud good gunner I'm sure it was he 

And the very first shot that ere he did shoot 

He killed the son and the great selchie 

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