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30 October 2012 ~ 2 Comments

Johnny has gone for a soldier

The auld Irish melody “Buttermilk Hill” was sung beside cradles through the centuries. The words varied with mood and season. Sell her flocks and sell her wheel to buy her love a sword to wield. Then to the streets to beg for bread. Elizabeth Colville Black Newell sent two sons, a brother, a nephew, three […]

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