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Lyr Req: How Can My Poor Heart Be Glad? (R Burns)
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Subject: RE: robbie burns on the sea and far away From: GUEST,leeneia Date: 10 Sep 10 - 12:24 PM Oh. Okay. I hope someone can get you the tune you are hoping for. |
Subject: RE: robbie burns on the sea and far away From: brooko Date: 09 Sep 10 - 04:05 PM i want to learn to sing it .i have heard it done to a different tune than over the hill and far away.seth lakeman's dad sings it but i cant find the tunethanks brooko |
Subject: RE: robbie burns on the sea and far away From: GUEST,leeneia Date: 09 Sep 10 - 01:50 PM What did you have in mind, brooko? Do you want to learn it? If so, you can hear the tune here: http://mudcat.org/@displaysong.cfm?SongID=4555 With a little adjusting here and there, you can fit it to the words Jim has posted. |
Subject: Lyr Add: HOW CAN MY POOR HEART BE GLAD? (R Burns) From: Jim McLean Date: 08 Sep 10 - 04:13 PM HOW CAN MY POOR HEART BE GLAD? Air.—"O'er the hills and far awa." ["The last evening," 29th of August, 1794, "as I was straying out," says Burns, "and thinking of 'O'er the hills and far away,' I spun the following stanzas for it. I was pleased with several lines at first, but I own now that it appears rather a flimsy business. I give you leave to abuse this song, but do it in the spirit of Christian meekness."] I. How can my poor heart be glad, When absent from my sailor lad? How can I the thought forego, He's on the seas to meet the foe? Let me wander, let me rove, Still my heart is with my love; Nightly dreams, and thoughts by day, Are with him that's far away. CHORUS: On the seas and far away, On stormy seas and far away, Nightly dreams, and thoughts by day, Are with him that's far away. II. When in summer's noon I faint, As weary flocks around me pant, Haply in this scorching sun My sailor's thund'ring at his gun: Bullets, spare my only joy! Bullets, spare my darling boy! Fate, do with me what you may— Spare but him that's far away! III. At the starless midnight hour, When winter rules with boundless power, As the storms the forest tear, And thunders rend the howling air, Listening to the doubling roar, Surging on the rocky shore; All I can—I weep and pray, For his weal that's far away. IV. Peace, thy olive wand extend, And bid wild war his ravage end, Man with brother man to meet, And as a brother kindly greet: Then may heaven with prosperous gales, Fill my sailor's welcome sails, To my arms their charge convey, My dear lad that's far away. |
Subject: robbie burns on the sea and far away From: brooko Date: 08 Sep 10 - 03:09 PM does anyboby know where i can get a recording of on the sea and far away by robbie burns thanks brooko |
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