Mick Haywood's Song Wordbook

Leeds Years

Painting of ladies saying goodbye to sailors on the harbour side

“Fare thee well then, my dearest Nancy,
I no longer can stay,”

Pleasant and Delightful


This song about a sailor’s farewell to his truelove was extremely popular with singers and folk club audiences alike in the early days of the 'Folk Revival'.
It soon became a firm favourite in Leeds where it was popularly associated with the local foursome ‘The Cropper Lads’ , as it was well suited their powerful singing style. The mighty singing of the refrain at the end of each verse, with all the room in unison, was always a real roof-raiser at ‘The Grove’.

During group practices or whilst on route to gigs , the lads always mucked about with the words, ‘the larks they played melodeons’ , and ‘Oh no, my love, farewell, was always, ‘Oh no, my love, sod off’!

I think we all originally learnt the song in 1964 from the Tyneside concertina playing singer Louis Killen, just before he moved to the United States to work with Pete Seeger before joining the Clancy Brothers.

Pleasant and Delightful

It was pleasant and delightful on a midsummer's morn
And the green fields and the meadows were all covered in corn;
And the blackbirds and thrushes sang on every green spray
And the larks they sang melodious at the dawning of the day,
And the larks they sang melodious,
And the larks they sang melodious ,
And the larks they sang melodious at the dawning of the day.

Now a sailor and his true love were a-walking one day.
Said the sailor to his true love, “I am bound far away.
I'm bound for the East Indies where the loud cannons roar
And I'm bound to leave you Nancy, you're the girl that I adore,
And I'm bound to leave you Nancy
And I'm bound to leave you Nancy
And I'm bound to leave you Nancy you're the girl that I adore.”

Then the ring from off her finger she instantly drew,
Saying, “Take this, dearest William, and my heart will go too.”
And as they were embracing tears from her eyes fell,
Saying, “May I go along with you?” “Oh no, my love, farewell,”
Saying, “May I go along with you?
Saying, “May I go along with you?
Saying, “May I go along with you? “Oh no, my love, farewell,”

“Fare thee well then, my dearest Nancy, I no longer can stay,
For the topsails are hoisted and the anchors aweigh,
And the big ship she lies awaiting, for the next flowing tide,
And if ever I return again, I will make you my bride,
And if ever I return again,
And if ever I return again,
And if ever I return again, I will make you my bride.”

About Mick

Mick Haywood is a traditional folk singer & folk song collector who has run and organised folk clubs and festivals for many years. He now lives in Whitby, North Yorkshire.