Càit' na Dh'fhàg Thu 'n Fhichead Gini - Brian Ó hEadhra & Fionnag NicChoinnich

From the album Càirdeas by Brian Ó hEadhra & Fionnag NicChoinnich.
Video by Tristan an Arzhig.
www.brian-fionnag.com

Traidiseanta / Traditional

Tha Fionnag agus an seinneadair/pìobaire/actair Anna Mhoireach air a bhith eòlach air a chèile on a bha iad òg. Bha iad a’ seinn còmhla anns a’ chòisir Ghàidhlig ionadail aca, a bha air a stiùireadh le athair Fhionnaig, Ruairidh MacChoinnich.
For this Lewis waulking song, Fionnag is joined on lead vocals by her good friend, Anna Murray.

Hì lé hù liò
Hó ró mo luaidh, mo chruinneag
Hì lé hù liò

Dh'fhaighnich té an aodainn bhàin dhiom
Càit’ na dh’fhàg mi ‘n fhichead gini

Dh’fhaighnich ise, bhean gun nàire
Càit’ na dh’fhàg mi ‘n fhichead gini

Cunntaidh mise dhuit-sa ‘n-dràsta
Bhon an fhàrdain chun na sgillinn

Thug mi gini don a’ bhàta
Thug mi sàbhailt tro Chaol Mhuile

Thug mi gini air an each bhàn
A thug mi sàbhailt bho Chaol Mhuile

Thug mi gini air an dìollaid
Tha air liathadh anns an uinneig

Thug mi gini air an t-snàthaid
Gus do làmh a chur ri grinneas

Thug mi gini air a’ mheuran
Gus nach dei’dh do mheur a mhilleadh

Thug mi gini air an fhàinne
Gus do làmh a chumail cuimir

Dh’fhàg mi gini air a’ bhòrd
Anns an tigh-òst’ an robh mi fuireach

Paidhir mhiotag ‘s paidhir dhòrnag
‘S cha robh gròt aig Dòmhnall tuilleadh


Hì lé hù liò
Hó ró my love, my neat lass
Hì lé hù liò

A woman with a fair face asked me
Where did I leave the twenty guineas

She asked, a woman without shame
Where did I leave the twenty guineas

I'll count for you right now
From the farthing to the penny

I gave a guinea to the boat
That took me safely through the Sound of Mull

I gave a guinea for the white horse
Which brought me safely from the Sound of Mull

I gave a guinea for the saddle
Which has turned grey in the window

I gave a guinea for the needle
To turn your hand to elegant work

I gave a guinea for the thimble
So your finger wouldn’t be ruined

I gave a guinea for the ring
To keep your hand elegant

I left a guinea on the table
In the inn where I was staying

A pair of mittens and a pair of gloves
And Donald didn't have a groat anymore