Gentle Gwen, O gentle Gwen|
O sweep the house out clean
And bring the armchair up the way
I'd like to have a sing
Put a peat-turf on the fire
The rush-candle light the hearth
Whilst I myself will get tuned up
Th'old strings of the gentle harp.
Gentle Gwen, O gentle Gwen
O sing a song to me
And whilst you stir the porridge pot
A song I'll sing to thee.
2. Gentle Gwen, O gentle Gwen
3. Gentle Gwen, O gentle Gwen|
O how good it is for me
With food and fire and honest heart
A corner clean to live
All that's in the world so good
What I love best to non
To turn our backs on a troubled world
To you, my dear, I run.
4. Gentle Gwen, O gentle Gwen
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