Song Chain

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Barb'ry
Date: 26 Jan 12 - 04:14 AM

And oh but she was handsome,

Handsome Cabin Boy

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 26 Jan 12 - 04:05 AM

Connection?

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Suegorgeous
Date: 25 Jan 12 - 08:24 PM

As I went down yon heathery moor,
I met a bonnie wee lassie,
She winked at me and passed me by,
And oh but she was handsome,

With me twatikan notikan nuntin ni
With me twatikan notikan ni do

Where are you going my bonnie wee lass
Where are ye going my honey
Quite mannerly she answered me,
"On a message for me mammy"

Oh what's your age me bonnie wee lass
Oh what's your age me honey
Quite mannerly she answered me
"I'll be 16 come next Sunday"

Oh where do ye live my bonnie wee lass
Oh where do you live my honey
Quite mannerly she answered me
"Oh down in yon green valley"

Oh where do you lie me bonnie wee lass
Oh where do you lie me honey
Quite mannerly she answered me
"In a bed behind me mammy"

Will ye marry me my bonnie wee lass
Will ye marry me my honey
Quite mannerly she answered me
"Will ye wait till I ask me mammy"

If I go down tomorrow night
When the moon is shining clearly
Will ye open the door and let me in
And your mammy she won't hear me

As went down to the house
Her mammy chanced to hear me
She pulled her daughter by the hair
And hit her three times over

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 25 Jan 12 - 11:47 AM

Old Maid in a Garrett

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Barb'ry
Date: 25 Jan 12 - 10:10 AM

My father's a hedger and ditcher
My mother does nothing but spin
They say I'm a pretty young girl
But the money comes slowly in

Hedger and Ditcher

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: The Walrus
Date: 25 Jan 12 - 08:48 AM

From a Jolly Begger to a Wooing Rogue

Come live with me and be my Whore,
And we will beg from door to door,
Then under a hedge we'll sit and louse us,
Until the Beadle comes to rouse us.
And if they'll give us no relief,
Thou shalt turn Whore and I'll turn Thief,
Thou shall turn Whore and I'll turn Thief.

If thou canst rob, then I can steal,
And we'll eat Roast-meat every meal:
Aye we'll eat roast meats every day,
And throw our mouldy Crusts away,
And twice a day we will be drunk,
And then at night I'll kiss my Punk,
And then at night I'll kiss my Punk.

And when we both shall have the Pox,
We then shall want both Shirts and Smocks,
To shift each others mangy hide,
That is with Itch so pockifi'd;
We'll take some clean ones from a hedge,
And leave our old ones for a pledge,
And leave our old ones for a pledge.

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: tijuanatime
Date: 24 Jan 12 - 02:31 PM

And I'll gang nae mair a'rovin',
A—rovin' in the nicht.
I'll gang nae mair a'rovin',
Though the moon shine ne'er sae bricht


The Jolly Beggar

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Joe_F
Date: 23 Jan 12 - 06:07 PM

Vemen tzu nemen un nisht farshnemen...

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 23 Jan 12 - 03:15 PM

Whether to marry fair Eleander now -
Or bring the brown girl home, home home...

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: MGM·Lion
Date: 23 Jan 12 - 01:14 PM

Oh the brown and the yellow ale

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 23 Jan 12 - 12:53 PM

When Yellow's on the Broom

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 23 Jan 12 - 11:04 AM

Be she green or grey; be she black or fair,
Let her be a woman - I shall seek nae mair!
Buy broom buzzems etc....

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Barb'ry
Date: 23 Jan 12 - 10:53 AM

Oh the broom, the bonny bonny broom
The broom o'Cowdenknowes'

Broom o'Cowdenknowes

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Flash Company
Date: 23 Jan 12 - 10:39 AM

And speaking of slain in the greenwood :-

It is rumoured in the kitchen, an it's whispered in the hall,
The broom blooms bonny, the broom blooms fair,
That the King's daughter gans wi' a bairn by her brother,
And they darenae gae doon tea the broom any mair

(Sheath & Knife)

FC

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 23 Jan 12 - 10:38 AM

A Hard Rain's a Gonna Fall

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Flash Company
Date: 23 Jan 12 - 10:26 AM

Cold blows the wind tonight my love,
And softly falls the rain,
I never had but one true love,
In greenwood she lies slain
FC

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: tijuanatime
Date: 23 Jan 12 - 06:31 AM

When I woke from my dreaming, my idol was clay
All portion of love had all flown away.


The Unquiet Grave

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: The Walrus
Date: 22 Jan 12 - 09:10 PM

MtheGM ,

"...Antepenultimate verse ~~ surely a whistle she took from her side?

"Room, room, you gentlemen"...

Apologies, I cribbed the entire text from a web site and I'm afraid I didn't check it

Tom

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: MGM·Lion
Date: 22 Jan 12 - 02:01 PM

Much too much to list here from The Carter Family ~~

But how about a Wildwood Flower or two?

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: tijuanatime
Date: 22 Jan 12 - 01:23 PM

Horse-coursers, carriers, blacksmiths and farriers,
Room for company in Batholomew Fair


Country Carrier

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: MGM·Lion
Date: 22 Jan 12 - 05:43 AM

Antepenultimate verse ~~ surely a whistle she took from her side?

"Room, room, you gentlemen"

Room for company
Here come good fellows...

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: The Walrus
Date: 22 Jan 12 - 05:17 AM

"Oh I'll cut off my yellow hair and go along with you
I'll dress myself in men's attire and be a shearer too
I'll cook and count your tally, love while, ringer, you will shine?
And I'll wash your greasy moleskins on the banks of the Condamine."

this cross dressing makes me think of...


Martinmas Time

It fell out upon one Martinmas time
When snow lay on the border
There came a troop of soldiers here
To take up their winter quarters

And they road high and they rode north
And they rode o'er the border
And there they met with a nice, little girl
She was a farmer's daughter

Well, they made her swear a solemn oath
A salt tear in her eye
That she would come to the quarter gates
When no one would her spy

But she's gone to the barber's shop
And to the barber's shop went soon
She made them cut off her long, yellow hair
As short as any dragoon

And she's gone to the tailor's shop
And dressed in soldier's clothes
With two long pistols down by her side
A nice, little boy was she

And she's gone to the quarter gates
And loudly she does call
"There comes a troop of soldiers here
We must have lodgings all"

And the quartermaster, he comes down
He gives her half a crown
"Go find your lodgings in the town
Tonight there is no room"

So she moved closer to the gates
And louder she does call
"Room, room, you gentlemen
We must have lodgings all"

And the quartermaster, he comes down
He gives her eighteen pence
"Go find your lodgings in the town
Tonight here comes a wench"

So she took a pistol from her side
She blew it loud and shrill
"You're all very free with your eighteen pence
You're not for a girl at all"

And she took the garter from her knee
The ribbon from her hair
She tied them 'round the quarter gates
A token she'd been there

And when they found that it was her
They tried to have her taken
She slapped her spurs to her horse's side
She galloped home a maiden

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 22 Jan 12 - 04:41 AM

Banks of the Condamine

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: The Walrus
Date: 21 Jan 12 - 08:53 PM

2Oh the Shearing's not for You"

Tom

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Suegorgeous
Date: 21 Jan 12 - 08:44 PM

Boys and girls, come out to play,
The moon doth shine as bright as day.
Leave your supper, and leave your sleep,
And join your playfellows in the street.

Come with a whoop, and come with a call,
Come with a good will or come not at all.
Up the ladder and down the wall,
A penny loaf will serve us all.

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Flash Company
Date: 21 Jan 12 - 09:47 AM

Click go the shears boys, click, click, click

Then I loose that one, not very good on Aussie songs, Joybell, where are you? Help!

FC

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: tijuanatime
Date: 21 Jan 12 - 09:35 AM

When we have all sheared our jolly, jolly sheep,
What joy can be greater than to talk of their increase.

Rosebud in June

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: The Walrus
Date: 20 Jan 12 - 09:02 PM

"...Tha wudden gee tuppence for all I've geeten on!"

"I've got sixpence, jolly, jolly sixpence,
I've got sixpence to last me all my life,
I've got tuppence to spend & tuppence to lend
And tuppence to send hope to my wife"

Tom

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Flash Company
Date: 20 Jan 12 - 12:53 PM

I'm a four loom weaver, as any man knows,
I've nowt to eat an' I've pawned all me clothes,
Clogs are all brocken an' stockin's I've none
Tha wudden gee tuppence for all I've geeten on!

FC

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: GUEST,Don Wise
Date: 20 Jan 12 - 11:31 AM

"I work for my living..............."

Sometimes a shuttle flies out,
Gives some poor woman a clout,
There she lies bleeding and nobody's heeding
Who's going to carry her out?

Poverty Knock

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Barb'ry
Date: 20 Jan 12 - 09:21 AM

Ain't it just a bleedin' shame..."


l stepped up to her, more closely to view her,
When on me she cast a look of disdain,
Saying, "Young man, stand off me and do not come near me
l work for my living and think it no shame."

Factory Girl
Although we always sing it as 'Factory Girl'

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: The Walrus
Date: 20 Jan 12 - 08:02 AM

With the mention of cotages, I'll lower the tone a little....

"See the quiet country cottage
Where her grieving parents live
'Though they drink the fizz she sends them
Still they never can forgive...

Oh it's the same the whole world over
It's the poor what gets the blame
It's the rich what gets the pleasure
Ain't it just a bleedin' shame..."


Tom

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 20 Jan 12 - 05:34 AM

"So now he is a living in his cottage contented
With woodbine and roses growing all around his door
He's as happy as those who have thousands of riches
Contented he'll stay and go a rambling no more

Thousands or More

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: tijuanatime
Date: 20 Jan 12 - 04:19 AM

His children came around him with their prittle prattling stories
With their prittle prattling stories to drive care away
Now they are united, like birds of one feather
Like bees in one hive, contented they'll be


Spencer The Rover

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Suegorgeous
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 08:52 PM

Another mother Mary...

LET IT BE
(John Lennon and Paul McCartney)

When I find myself in time of trouble, mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be,
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.

And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be.
And tho' they may be parted, there is still a chance that they
will see.
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be,
There will be an answer, let it be.

And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light that shines
on me.
Shines until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music, mother Mary sings to me
There will be no sorrow, let it be.
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be,
There will be no sorrow, let it be.

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Cats
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 05:58 PM

Rillaton Wassail. Written by Mike O'Connor for the hamlet of Rillaton, Cornwall



Wassail. Wassail, then let us sing wassail,
Wassail, wassail, then let us sing wassail

By light of star and light of moon the night of twelve is coming soon
We shall to the orchard go, for mother Mary told us so.

With drums and guns we sing an shout to drive the king of Winter out
Frighten every spirit dark and wash away the devils mark.

Then we shall make the sign of 3 to consecrate the apple tree
Cider in the flowing bowl will free the spirit, warm the soul.

Then our wassail will light the flame and let the spirit rise again
From root and seed to bud and bloom, to raise the sap and bless the womb

For if the tree takes back his power he'll bear the blossom, bear the flower
Rich will every branch appear with apples for the coming year

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: tijuanatime
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 05:48 PM

And yon pretty maid, with the silver-headed pin,
Pray open the door and let us come in



The Gower Wassail

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 11:40 AM

Arghhh! Wrong post! It should have said:

Nice one. One of my 'new' songs for 2012 that. Which links to one of my new ones for 2011 which I first performed in public at The Punchbowl in January last year.

Lord Thomas & Fair Eleander

*

Okay - seeing we're on with Silver Dagger, and Max Hunter, here's an alternative version...

VERSE 1
A youth once courted a handsome lady
He loved her as, he loved his life
He often vowed, was his intention
To make 'er his lawful wedded wife

VERSE 2
O, when his parents came to know this
They strove t' part them day an' night
Saying, Son, O Son, don't be so foolish
For she's to poor, to be your bride

VERSE 3
And when this lady, come to know this
She quick resolved, what she would do
She wondered forth an' left th city
This pleasant place, no more to view

VERSE 4
She wondered down beside th river
There she prepared herself, for death
Saying, here I am, a youth unmarried,
An' I must die, in dark destress

VERSE 5
Well, she pulled forth a silver dagger
She plunged it in, her snow white breast
O, first she reeled an' then she staggered
Saying, my true love I'm goin' to rest

VERSE 6
Her sweetheart begin, in th valley
He thought he heard, his love one's voice
He ran, he ran, like one destracted
Saying, my true love, I fear your lost

VERSE 7
Well, he picked up th bloody body
He turned it over in his arms
Sayin, neither man or God can save you
An' you must die in all your charms

VERSE 8
Well, he picked up th bloody dagger
He stabbed in thru his own true heart
Saying, let this be a lawful warnin'
T' all who keeps true loves apart

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: billybob
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 11:15 AM

Silver dagger

Dont sing love songs you'll wake my mother

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 10:55 AM

Nice one. One of my 'new' songs for 2012 that.

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Barb'ry
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 10:36 AM

So he tucked up the legs and he took to his pegs

The Pegging Awl (A L Lloyd version)


As I was a-walking one morning in May
I met a young maid and her gown it was gay.
I step-ped up to her and back she did fall,
She want to be played with a long pegging awl.

I said, "Pretty fair maid, will you travel with me,
On to foreign countries, strange things for to see?
And I will protect you whate'er may befall
If you'll follow four love with the long pegging awl.

It was home to her parents she then went straightway
And unto her mother these words she did say:
"I'll follow my true love whate'er may befall,
I'll follow my love with his long pegging awl."

"Oh daughter, oh daughter, how can you say so?
For young men are false as you very well know;
They'll tell you fine things and the devil and all,
And leave you big-bellied with the long pegging awl."

"Oh mother, oh mother, now do not say so.
Before you were sixteen, you very well know,
There was father and mother and baby and all,
You followed my dad for his long pegging awl."

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 09:55 AM

Cross post there, but Snuffy wins by a nose! So:

The Cow that Ate the Piper

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 09:52 AM

Okay. My link would be On board of a Man o' Warboys - oblique, tangential, irrelevant as I say. Anyway, back on track (from One Foot in the Grave - which echoes the final sentiments of '98) to

All Around the Greenwood (The Christmas Goose)

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Snuffy
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 09:52 AM

OH I'M AS HAPPY AS A YOUNG SPRING CHICKEN

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: GUEST,Suibhne Astray
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 07:35 AM

Eric Idle's theme song for the BBC sit com One Foot in the Grave. Oblique link. Ignore if you don't get it / or think it's in any way appropriate....

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: Black belt caterpillar wrestler
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 07:17 AM

What a shame! I wasn't fast enough to link "Little piecer" with "On board a 98" - the only two songs I know which mention cocoa!

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: GUEST,The Walrus (in the library)
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 07:14 AM

Keeping with the idea of serving on warships-

"On Board of a Man of War"

Tom

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: tijuanatime
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 06:45 AM

On Board A '98

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: VirginiaTam
Date: 16 Jan 12 - 01:23 PM

from previously posted Dave Goulder song

I started as a cleaner back in nineteen forty nine

to this

It was back in the days of forty nine
Heave away Santy Anno
Back in the days of the good old times
Way out in Californi o

Subject: RE: Song Chain
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 16 Jan 12 - 10:39 AM

Train...

I'm the Man that Put the Engine in the Chip Shop by Dave Goulder