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When I Was In My Prime

from My Mind From Love Being Free by Lindsay Straw

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Out of all these songs, this is the one I’ve known for the longest time. I learned this at first in a high school choir class, around the time I was first discovering traditional songs through Joan Baez and Simon & Garfunkel. I loved the unusual melody and text, but unfortunately, no one else in my group did. I think I made a photocopy and held onto it, never sure what in the world to do for an arrangement. A bit later on, I discovered that Jacqui McShee sang it unaccompanied on the Pentangle’s Cruel Sister. If not for that album, I might have forgotten about it altogether.

For some inexplicable reason, I left off the final verse in my recording. I’d say it was the folk process, but in all honesty, it just slipped my mind:

If I’m spared for one year more, and if God should grant me grace
I’ll weep a bowl of crystal tears to wash his deceitful face,
To wash his deceitful face.

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When I was in my prime, I flourished like a vine
There came along a false young man that stole the heart of mine,
That stole the heart of mine.

The gardener standing by, three offers he made to me
The pink, the violet, and red rose, but I refused all three,
But I refused all three.

For the pink’s no flower at all, for it fades away too soon
And the violet is too pale a hue, I think I’ll wait ‘til June,
I think I’ll wait ‘til June.

In June the red rose blooms, that’s not the flower for me
For then I’ll pluck the red rose up and plant a willow tree,
And plant a willow tree.

And the willow tree shall weep, and the willow tree shall wind
I wish I was in the young man’s arms that stole the heart of mine,
That stole the heart of mine.

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from My Mind From Love Being Free, released May 1, 2015

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Traditional folk singer, guitarist & bouzouki player.

"Hearken(s) back to more innocent times, of Greenwich Village and pure folk." - The Living Tradition

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