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Matt Hyland 
Matt Hyland 
There lived a lord within this land Who had a fair and lovely daughter She was courted by a nice young man Who was a servant to her father But when her parents came to know They swore they'd drive him from the island But this maid she knew that her heart would break If she should part from young Matt Hyland 
Straightway into his room she goes Into his room him to awaken Saying, "Arise and go, my own true love This very night you will be taken For I have heard my father say In spite of me he will transport you So arise and go, my own true love I wish to God I'd gone before you" 
"Ah, must I go," the young man said "Ah, must I go without my wages With ne'er a penny in my purse Just like some poor forlorn stranger?" "Here's fifty guineas in bright gold And that's far more than father owes you So arise and go, my own true love I wish to God I'd gone before you" 
They both sat down upon the bed Just side by side for one half hour And ne'er a word did either say Yet down their cheeks the tears did shower She's laid her head all on his breast Round his waist her arms entwined "No lord or duke or earl I'll wed I'll wait for you my Young Matt Hyland" 
The lord discussed with his daughter dear One night alone in her bedchamber Saying, "I'll give you leave to bring him back Since there are none you style above him" She wrote a letter then in haste 
Still for him her heart entwined She's brought him back, to the church they went She's made a lord of young Matt Hyland 
sung by Jean Redpath, Frank Harte SOF