A Bunch Of Violets Blue Song Lyrics And Guitar Chords
"A Bunch of Violets Blue" is a sentimental and nostalgic ballad that dates back to the early 20th century. It was popularized by various singers and was especially beloved for its emotional themes and storytelling style.
Meaning and Themes:
Meaning and Themes:
- Love and Loss:
The song typically tells the story of a loved one who cherishes a small, sentimental gift—a bunch of violets. These flowers symbolize a deep connection and enduring love, often tied to a memory of someone who has passed away or is far away. - Nostalgia and Remembrance:
Violets are traditionally seen as symbols of faithfulness and remembrance. The song conveys the narrator’s longing for the past and the bittersweet nature of memories tied to a lost loved one. - Symbolism of Violets:
In Victorian flower language, violets often represent modesty, innocence, and devotion. The choice of this flower in the song emphasizes tender emotions and a connection to purity and loyalty. - Emotional Tone:
The ballad’s melody and lyrics are typically slow and poignant, designed to evoke feelings of sentimentality, longing, and tenderness.
Unknown songwriter. Recorded by Brendan Shine. The ukulele chords are also included. The second song in the youtube video is ''Did You Miss Me'' followed by ''Rose Of Castlerea'' , Brendan's biggest hit that got him started on the road to fame was Do You Want You're Old Lobby Washed Down. A fine singer indeed. The guitar chords are in the key of D . Also recorded by Anne Breen. The youtube video is of Brendan Shine who's better known as the man who sang Do You Want Your Old Lobby Washed Down Song . Irish country singer Big Tom also sang this song.
[D]It was out in a moonlit [D7]garden, not [G]far from the ballroom [D]grand,
A [D]soldier and his sweetheart went ]E]strolling hand in [A]hand.
To[D]morrow the war would call him he [G]vowed he would be [D]true
Then from her[G] breast she [D]gave to[G] him a [D]bunch of violets [A]blue.
They were only a bunch of violets, a bunch of violets blue
Fresh and fair and fragrant like diamonds on the dew.
Fresh and fair and dainty as he pressed them to his heart
He smiled and said where e'er he'd roam, from them he ne'er would part.
A soldier boy lay dying, upon the cold cold ground,
A bunch of withered violets, upon his breast was found.
Turning to his conrades with a feeble voice he sighed
Take them back and tell her that I wore them till I died.
They took the withered violets back, it being on her wedding day
An old man's gold had won her, from her soldier far away
An old man's gold had won her, from her soldier young and tall,
And this is what she said to him, that evening at the ball
A [D]soldier and his sweetheart went ]E]strolling hand in [A]hand.
To[D]morrow the war would call him he [G]vowed he would be [D]true
Then from her[G] breast she [D]gave to[G] him a [D]bunch of violets [A]blue.
They were only a bunch of violets, a bunch of violets blue
Fresh and fair and fragrant like diamonds on the dew.
Fresh and fair and dainty as he pressed them to his heart
He smiled and said where e'er he'd roam, from them he ne'er would part.
A soldier boy lay dying, upon the cold cold ground,
A bunch of withered violets, upon his breast was found.
Turning to his conrades with a feeble voice he sighed
Take them back and tell her that I wore them till I died.
They took the withered violets back, it being on her wedding day
An old man's gold had won her, from her soldier far away
An old man's gold had won her, from her soldier young and tall,
And this is what she said to him, that evening at the ball
