Martinmas Time/The Little Stack of Wheat (feat. Dónal Lunny & Kevin Burke)

It fell out upon one Martinmas time When snow lay on the border There came a troop of soldiers here To take up their winter quarters And they've rode north and they've rode south And they've rode o'er the border And there they met with a nice little girl And she was a farmer's daughter And they made her swear a solemn oath With a salt tear in her eye-oh That she would come to the quarter gates When no one did her spy-oh And she's gone to the barber's shop To the barber's shop went soon-oh She's made them cut her long yellow hair As short as any dragoon-oh With me right fol adle eedle idle a-dee-oh With me right fol adle eedle eyrie And she's gone to the tailor's shop And dresses in soldiers clothes-oh Two long pistols down by her side A nice little boy was she-oh With me right fol adle eedle idle a-dee-oh With me right fol adle eedle eyrie And she's gone to the quarter gates And loudly she does call-oh There comes a troop of soldiers here And we must have lodgings all-oh With me right fol adle eedle idle a-dee-oh With me right fol adle eedle eyrie And the quartermaster he comes down He gives her half a crown-oh Go find your lodgings in the town For here there is no room-oh With me right fol adle eedle idle a-dee-oh With me right fol adle eedle eyrie But she's moved nearer to the gates And louder she does call-oh O room, room, you gentlemen We must have lodgings all-oh With me right fol adle eedle idle a-dee-oh With me right fol adle eedle eyrie Oh, the quartermaster he comes down He gives her 18 pence-oh Go find your lodgings in the town Tonight there comes a wench-oh With me right fol adle eedle idle a-dee-oh With me right fol adle eedle eyrie Oh, she took a whistle from her side She blew it loud and shrill-oh You're all very free with your 18 pence You're not for a girl at all-oh With me right fol adle eedle idle a-dee-oh With me right fol adle eedle eyrie And she took the garters from her knees The ribbons from her hair-oh She's tied them around the quarter gates As a token she's been there-oh And when they found that it was her They tried to have her taken But she's clapped her spurs to her horse's side She's galloped home a maiden