No-one else's version of a folk song you first hear sung by your mother can ever be perfect*, but this one is as close as any could get. The photos of Roundhay Park do it no harm in my eyes.
*Especially when you're the sort of person whose head shrieks "IVY tree, not rowan!" at every chorus.
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