The Love Of My Life 1947 'Brigadoon'

James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 02 Mar 2004

At sixteen years I was blue and sad.
Then father said I should find a lad.
So I set out to become a wife,
an' found the real love of my life.

His name it was Chris
an' the last was Mac Gill.
I met him one night
pickin' flowers on the hill.
He had lots of charm
an' a certain kind o' touch,
an' a certain kind of eagerness
that pleased me very much.
So there 'neath the moon
where romance often springs.
I gave him my heart
an' a few other things.
I don't know how long
that I stayed upon the hill
But the moon had disappeared
an' so had Christopher Mac Gill.
So I went home an' I thought I'd die;
Till father said: "Make another try."
So out I went to become a wife,
an' found the real love of my life.

He came from the lowlands,
the lowlands said he;
I saw him an' knew he was perfect for me.
Jus' one thing that puzzled me
an' it always will,
was he told me he had heard about me
from his friend Mac Gill.
We quick fell in love
an' went down by the creek;
the next day he said he'd be back in a week.
An' I thought he would,
for now how was I to know
that of all the lowland laddies
there was never one as low!
I told my father the awful truth.
He said: "What diff'rence?
Ye've got your youth."
So out I went mad to be a wife,
an' found the real love of my life

Oh, he was a poet, a rhymer was he,
he read me some verse he had written for me.
He said they would move me
these poems from his pen;
an' how right he was because they moved me
right into the glen.
We stayed till the dawn came
an' lighted the sky.
Then I shook his hand
an' I bid him goodbye.
I never went back
for what I had heard was true;
that a poet only writes
about the things he cannot do.
My pa said: "Look out for men who think.
Ye'll be more certain with men who drink."
So out I went to become a wife,
an' found the real love of my life.

Oh, he was a soldier, a fine Highland son.
He told me about all the battles he'd won.
He wasted his time tellin' me about his might,
for one look at him decided me
to not put up a fight.
We skirmished for hours
that night in the glen,
an' I found the sword has more might than the pen.
But when I was drowsin'
I snored to my dismay,
an' he thought it was a bugle
an' got up and marched away.
Now pa said: "Daughter there must be one.
Someone who's true or too old to run."
So I'm still lookin' to be a wife,
and find the real love of my life.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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The Love Of My Life 1947 Brigadoon
Lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner
Music by Frederick Loewe
© 1947 Alan Jay Lerner & Frederick Loewe
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 02 March 2004 at 17.09
in association with Doug Grierson
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