The Glass of Wine
A ball a-dancing young Maria,
A ball a-dancing away she did go;
The jealous young man he followed after,
So soon that he proved her sad overthrow. As sung by Danny Brazil, Gloucester 2 January 1967 (Springthyme 67.1.10). In: Shepheard, Peter. Folk Songs and Ballads of the Brazil Family of Gloucester (1967).
A ball a-dancing young Maria,
A ball a-dancing away she did go;
The jealous young man he followed after,
So soon that he proved her sad overthrow.
He saw his love dancing with a stranger,
Jealous thoughts run in his mind;
And to destroy his own true lover,
He gave her rank poison, a glass of wine.
No sooner she drunk it, sooner she altered,
“Carry me home my dear,” said she,
“For that glass of wine that you gave to me,
It’s made me as sick as I could be.”
“That glass of wine that I gave to you,
That was a rank poison, a glass of wine;
For if you won’t be my own true lover,
You’ll never belong to no other man.”
“So you drink one love and I’ll drink another,
So that I’ll be as bad as thee;
In each other’s arms we’ll die together,
That will put an end to all jealousy.”
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