Subject: A Maid Went to Comber From: peg Date: 12 Jan 00 - 03:16 PM I may have the spelling of the place name incorrect. I have heard this song on A Celtic Sojourn a couple times; a guy whose last name is Corcoran sings it. The chorus goes: Sit down beside me, I mean you no harm Sit down beside me this new tune to learn Here are three guineas your mammy to pay etc. anyone know it? I am trying to find out the name of the CD, too, but I don't know that it contains lyrics... thanks! |
Subject: Lyr Add: MAID GOING TO COMBER (NEXT MARKET DAY)^^ From: MMario Date: 12 Jan 00 - 03:28 PM I know this as "Next Market Day" and have heard it with several different locales.
A maid went to London her market to learn
So she sat down beside him, the grass was so green chorus:
And as she went home, sure the words that he said chorus: MMario |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: Bruce O. Date: 12 Jan 00 - 03:30 PM It's one from the McPeake's and is a version of the 17th century "The Comber's Whistle", a reworked version of the 16th century "The Carman's Whistle". The prototype seems to have been "Maulkin was a country maid". See relevant texts of all in the Scarce Songs 1 file on my website. www.erols.com/olsonw |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: MMario Date: 12 Jan 00 - 03:33 PM and there's another thread about it here url:http://www.mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=9387#60622 |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: MMario Date: 12 Jan 00 - 03:39 PM thanks bruce. someday I am actually going to go out and read through the stuff on your site instead of just making notes about - "see Bruce's site" incredible amount of work you have done... |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: Bruce O. Date: 12 Jan 00 - 03:54 PM Thanks MMario. Maybe you can tell me where "The Next Market day" day came from. Herbert Hughes gave a version only slightly different than the one you give in his 1st volume of 'Irish Country Songs'. Is that where all Irish texts spring from? |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: MMario Date: 12 Jan 00 - 03:56 PM Bruce, I cannot tell a lie.....I got it from a group at ren-faire...and godonlyknows where they got it from. someday I hope to move back into an area where I can do research again..... |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: John Moulden Date: 12 Jan 00 - 04:53 PM This is a song which has an almost fixed form in Ireland and a "status," like that of "She moved through the fair" and "The stuttering Lovers" ( among others) which tends towards the "classical art song" For this reason I tend to believe that its recent transmissional history in Ireland started with the Herbert Hughes version mentioned by Bruce. I have a xerox of a longer than usual text which I copied from a xerox bound in with the copy in the Linenhall Library in Belfast, of the index of the Sam Henry collection which was prepared by Seán O'Boyle for the BBC. I've hitherto thought it was an extension made by a latter-day versifier but, to sustain this opinion must look at the versions mentioned by Bruce. (I'll confirm whether I was right or wrong in a later message.) The locale is equivocal; Comber, County Down is the choice of most people but there is a Parish in Co (London)Derry called Cumber Claudy which is locally known as Comber. Of course, Bruce's derivation indicates that the word "comber" in the song has been subjected to a metamorphosis from occupation to location. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: peg Date: 12 Jan 00 - 05:18 PM thanks everyone! I look forward to checking out that site of yours, Bruce... best to you all peg
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: Bruce O. Date: 12 Jan 00 - 05:31 PM John, if you haven't checked out Hughes' "The Stuttering Lovers" on my website, do so, and see the marvelous difference in Hughes' text from the 17th century one (Scarce Songs 1). |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: John Moulden Date: 13 Jan 00 - 07:40 AM Thank you Bruce, I'll do that. I have now checked on "The Comber's Whistle" and my opinion of the text I mention above remains unchanged. I'll transcribe and post it as soon as I can find a moment. |
Subject: Lyr Add: THE NEXT MARKET DAY From: Alice Date: 13 Jan 00 - 11:44 AM In Irish Country Songs Vol I collected and arranged by Herbert Hughes (1909) the notes on THE NEXT MARKET DAY are that it is a fragment of a Tyrone ballad that is adapted and sung to an Ulster melody.
THE NEXT MARKET DAY
A maid goin' to Comber her markets to larn
Sit ye beside me, I mean ye no harm,
They sat down together, the grass it was green,
This young maid went home and the words that he said,
Hughes writes "Except where otherwise stated, all the songs in this volume may be considered traditional. As far as I could, I have avoided editing these rather fragmentary ballads; they are, I think, far better in their crude, unpolished state.... " alice |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: Alice Date: 13 Jan 00 - 12:04 PM John and Bruce, btw, thank you for sharing your deeper understanding of these songs with those of us who know only 'fragments' of information such as a recording or one mention in a book (such as Hughes). alice |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: peg Date: 13 Jan 00 - 01:36 PM wow; Bruce what a great site! Can't wait to explore all those links. Thnaks for such great work. When I heard the afore-mentioned song on the radio, it sounded like the chorus ended with: "here are three guineas your mammy to pay, and hang (hand?) by your yarns til the next market day.." I could be wrong about that. But all these mutations of the lyrics are no less than fascinating, anyway... I especially like the ambiguity of "comber" referring to either a locale, or maybe to the combing acivity of a yarn spinner or a weaver... cheers, peg |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: Neil Comer Date: 13 Jan 00 - 02:56 PM Just as a matter of interest, Comber means Cummar- a confluence in a river- which applies to Comber in Down and Derry. I have only heard the song under the name 'Next Market Day,' as sang bt Oisín. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: Bruce O. Date: 13 Jan 00 - 03:25 PM Neil, The OED doesn't agree with your definition of comber. 1: one who combs; 2: name of two fishes found off the English coast [and that's all]. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: Neil Comer Date: 13 Jan 00 - 03:30 PM Bruce, Most placenames in Ireland have their origins in Irish, and The Placenames Dept. of Queen's University states that Comber ( Down/Derry) is an English spelling of Cummar- ie Confluence. The word Cumar/Cummar in Irish definitely means a confluence. By the way, my surname has nothing to do with this- as it is a bad translation of Ó Ciaráin ( the original Irish version) which should mean 'black-haired one' Ciar means black and, but cíor means comb- hence the confusion. |
Subject: Lyr Add: THE NEXT MARKET DAY From: John Moulden Date: 13 Jan 00 - 03:44 PM Alice's posting the Herbert Hughes text allows me to add the following - numbering the Hughes stanzas 2, 3, 6, 7 - from the Xerox I mention above. I am still of the opinion that these additional verses post-date the Hughes version and are the work of an imitator rather than of someone who sang traditional songs - the words are just a little contrived and consciously archaic or countrified. Make of it what you will.
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5 I have heard the first of these sung, on a Folkways LP, by Dick Cameron, who died a couple of years ago in Dublin, but neither of the others has felt singer's breath in my hearing. It is interesting to compare the presumably traditional verse in Hughes with these and with the Comber's Whistle. The four traditional verses fit in with the Comber's Whistle - 30 years ago, long before I knew of the Comber's Whistle's existence, I initiated a discussion with Bert Lloyd over the likelihood that song was an extended seduction metaphor. Linking "yarn" with "little ball of yarn," the learning of tunes, with Johnny who took out his fiddle or played upon his pipes, and, I ask, what "Market" was she learning, and why was she paid? It all seemed a little far-fetched and conjectural at the time so I'm feeling justified.
One of the reasons for supposing that the additional verses are the work of a formally educated hand is that they move it into the realm of innocent discussion rather than vigorous dalliance; ordinary people would have been more aware. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: Alice Date: 13 Jan 00 - 09:36 PM Is there anything to add about Hughes' mention that it was a fragment of a ballad from Tyrone? |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: Bruce O. Date: 13 Jan 00 - 09:43 PM Those that wish to believe so can. But after seeing what he did to "The Stuttering Lovers", I find it hard to give such statements from him much credence. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: Bruce O. Date: 13 Jan 00 - 10:34 PM Another tidbit. Those who haven't visted "The Stuttering Lovers" on my website may be amused to learn that it was copyrighted in the United States of America on Aug. 17, 1906.
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Subject: Chords Add: MAID GOING TO COMBER (NEXT MARKET DAY) From: Áine Date: 06 Oct 00 - 05:43 PM Dear Robin, Here are the guitar chords to the first verse and chorus of the version that I know. I got this from fellow Mudcatter, Den (thanks again, Den, if you're reading this!):
(Em)Oh a maid going to (D)Comber I hope that helps. And great good luck to you with the bazouki. -- Áine |
Subject: Lyr Add: A MAID GOING TO COMBER (NEXT MARKET DAY^^ From: Joe Offer Date: 06 Oct 00 - 06:24 PM This is what I plan to submit to the database. Any corrections? -Joe- A MAID GOING TO COMBER (NEXT MARKET DAY) A Maid Going to Comber Her markets to learn [pronounced 'tae larn'] And to sell for her mammy three hanks of fine yarn. She met with this young man along the highway Who caused this young damsel to dally and stray. CHORUS - Come sit ye down by me, I'll do ye no harm, Sit ye down by me, this new tune to learn, And here is three guineas your mammy to pay, Come leave by your yarn till the next market day. They sat down together, the grass it was green And the day was the fairest that ever you've seen "Oh, the look in your eye beats a morning in May,** I could sit by your side till the next market day." This maid she went home, but the words that he said, And the song that he sang, it still ran in her head. She said, "I'll go find him by land or by sea,['say'] Till he learns me the tune called 'The Next Market Day" ** alternate: Sure, the look in your eye would lead young girls (or angels) astray Alternate title: A MAID WENT TO COMBER @Irish @music @love @courting filename[ MAIDCOMB PR AC Oct00 Here's the Traditional Ballad Index entry for this song: Next Market Day, TheDESCRIPTION: Woman going to the market meets a man. He gives her three guineas to pay for the yarn, that he might play her a new tune.She goes home with the tune in her head. She will seek him "by land or by sea/Till he larns me that tune called the next market day"AUTHOR: unknown EARLIEST DATE: LONG DESCRIPTION: Young woman going to the market at Comber, with three hanks of yarn to sell for her mother, meets a young man (apparently a musician), and dallies. He gives her three guineas to pay her mother for the yarn, that he might play her a new tune. They sit together; they gaze lovingly into each other's eyes, and she goes home with the tune in her head. She vows to seek him "by land or by sea/Till he larns me that tune called the next market day" KEYWORDS: courting love sex commerce music FOUND IN: REFERENCES (1 citation): Silber-FSWB, p. 158 "The Next Market Day" (1 text) Roud #6547 RECORDINGS: Seamus O'Doherty, "The Next Market Day" (Columbia 33289-F, n.d.) CROSS-REFERENCES: cf. "The Stonecutter Boy" (plot) cf. "The Haselbury Girl (The Maid of Tottenham, The Aylesbury Girl)" (plot) cf. "The Mower" (plot) cf. "The Wanton Seed" File: FSWB158B Go to the Ballad Search form The Ballad Index Copyright 2004 by Robert B. Waltz and David G. Engle. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: GUEST,peter, holland Date: 16 Jan 05 - 02:37 PM The song called 'the next market day'is also found on a cd from 'the lonely stranded band, starring Charly Piggott and Joe Corcoran performing the lyric 'the next market day'. seeyou pjh jansen holland |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: ard mhacha Date: 16 Jan 05 - 03:02 PM John McCormack recorded The next market day in 1920, the song is included on an LP of John McCormack on John McCormack Rarities. |
Subject: Index: Jerry Silverman's Folk Song Encyclopedia From: GUEST,John in Brisbane Date: 17 Jan 05 - 03:52 AM Not sure whether the dots are included but available in: Title: Jerry Silverman's Folk Song Encyclopedia [music] : volume 1. / edited and designed by Beverly Tillett Publication: New York : Chappell Music, c1975 Description: 1 score (431 p.) ; 30 cm Other title: Folk song encyclopedia Notes: On cover: 'With over 1,000 favorite songs arranged for voice and guitar'. In 2 volumes. Subject(s): Popular music Folk music--North America Folk music--England Folk songs, English Other Author(s): Tillett, Beverly Silverman, Jerry Song Titles Included:
Banks of the Sacramento Clementine Arkansas Traveler Days of forty-nine The Sioux indians El-a-noy We're coming Arkansas The lovely Ohio For Kansas The State of Arkansas Acres of clams Little old sod shanty on the plain Sweet Betsy from Pike The streets of Laredo Night herding song Bury me not on the lone praire Zebra dun Cowboy's life The big corral Lonesome cowboy Red River Valley Brown-eyed Lee The tenderfoot When the work's all done this fall Home on the range The cowboy's dream Utah Carroll I've got no use for women I'd like to be in Texas I ride and old paint Buffalo skinners The trail to Mexico My love is a rider Git along little doggies The Texas Rangers The dreary, dreary life The Colorado Trail The old Chisholm Trail Tryin' a knot in the devil's tail Ten thousand cattle Doney gal Little Joe, the wrangler The cowboy The strawberry roan The gal I left behind me Hard luck The wild colonial boy Poor Ellen Smith Poor Lazarus George Collins MacPherson's farewell Brennan on the moor Louisville Burglar (v.1) Boston burglar (v.1) Kilgary Mountain John Hardy Jesse James John Hielandman Lincolnshire poacher Delia Billy the Kid Sam Bass A prisoner for life Bad company Brady Pretty Polly Otto Wood Banks of the Ohio Down in the willow garden Yonder comes the high sheriff Sam Hall Tom Dooley Jim Fisk Cole Younger Charles Guiteau Seeing Nellie home Dabbling in the dew Sailing in the boat At the foot of yonder mountain Will you go, lassie, go The turtle dove William Taylor When you go a-courtin' Love is pleasing Black is the color None can love like an Irishman Pretty Saro Whistle daughter, whistle The trooper and the maid As I roved out Uh Uh no The next market day Six questions Old maid's song Soldier, soldier will you marry me? Scarborough Fair The brisk young bachelor You go to old Harry Devilish Mary The Tex-i-can boys Come all ye fair and tender ladies On top of old Smokey Who's gonna shoe your pretty little foot? The butcher boy Paper of pins Danville girl Careless love The Quaker's courtship Bury me beneath the willow Charlie is my darling Sucking cider through a straw Mowing the barley Wait for the wagon I know where I'm goin' I should like to marry A railroader for me Hurree hurroo East Virginia There is a tavern in the town The passionate shepherd to his love I know my love If he'd be a buckaroo Blow the candles out Hard, ain't it hard How old are you, my pretty little Miss? Peggy-O The house carpenter Kind Miss Waillie John Riley Once I had a sweetheart The Queen of hearts Listen to the mockingbird Darling Nellie Gray Lily of the west Come, o my love Jeanie with the light brown hair Mountains of Mourne I'll take you home again Kathleen Brown eyes He's gone away The river in the pines Long, long ago Rosewood casket While strolling through the park Go 'way from my window Flow gently sweet Afton Engine Old soldiers never die The foggy fogy dew She's like a swallow The riddle song Love's old sweet song I'll give my love an apple The foggy dew The minstrel boy Dumbarton's drums Aura Lee Down by the Sally Gardens Silver threads among the gold In the gloaming My old Kentucky home How should I your true love know Must I go bound? The last request Look down that lonesome road Swanee River More pretty girls than one The little orphan girl Dink's song Beware, Oh take care Freight train Good morning Mr Railroadman Kathleen Mavourneen Grandfather's clock Home sweet home The water is wide Ben Bolt Johnson Lorena My mother's old red shawl My bonny lies over the ocean The rose of Tralee I will never marry By the silvery Rio Grande One morning in May The blooming bright star of Belle Isle Old Blue Willie Moore Believe me if all those endearing young charms Beautiful dreamer Stewball I'm sad and I'm lonely The parting glass Poor boy Little Mohee Lord Thomas and Fair Ellender The cruel war Sally in our alley Handsome Molly The great American bum A rich Irish lady The blind fiddler Edward The cruel mother Drink to me only with thine eyes Lady Gay The bad girl Don't sing love songs Green grow the rashes Lowe Bonnie Strawberry Lane The willow song Bow and balance The great silkie The cuckoo The devil's nine questions Nottamun Town It was a lover and his lass Cock Robin Matty Groves The drunkard's doom Bill McCandless' Ride Lord Bateman Johnson's ale The maid on the shore Lady of Carlisle Lady Margaret The gallows pole The card song The Cutty Wren Blow away the morning dew Rue Cockles and mussels The Calton weaver Dublin City The four Marys John Peel Every night when the sun goes down The unquiet grave Barb'ry Ellen Lady Isabel and the elf knight The three ravens Gypsy Davey The wraggle-taggle gypsies Lang a-growing Wheel of fortune Lord Randall Have you seen but a white lily grow Jackson The maid freed from the gallows In good old colony times Lord Lovel The bailiff's daughter of Islington Queen Jane Billy Barlow Geordie Greensleves Lili Burlero Two maids went a-milking one day Song of greeting Volga boatman Who knows why Cuckoo Stenka Razin On a raven black horse Vrt' sa, Dévca Moscow nights Meadowland In the meadow stood The young girl was married off Kalinka Katiusha Two guitars Sano Duso Yovano Toom Balalaika Hey! Zhankoye Proshchai Vdol' po ulitse Vigndig a fremd kind Zog nit Keynmol Yomi, yomi Liebster meiner Oyfn pripetshok Rozhinkes mit mandlen Hava nagila Hava netze B'machol Hinneh mah tov Mi y'malel Zum gali gali Freiheit Peat bog soldiers Du, du liegst mir im herzen Venga Jaleo Los cuatro generales Ay! Linda amiga La Llorona Duermete Nino Lindo Viva la quince bragada La cucaracha Malaguena salerosa Si me quieres escribir Mi cabollo blanco Cielito Lindo Adelita Coplas Guantanamera Plaisir d'amour Alouette All through the night Au clair de la luna A la Claire Fontaine Londonderry air Danny boy Old rosin, the beau Real old mountain dew The dowie dens of Yarrow Tam Pierce Bendemeer's stream Gin I were Annie Laurie Loch Lomond Comin' through the rye The bonnie Earl of Murray Rothesay-O The blue bells of Scotland Auld Lang Syne The wee cooper O'Fife Garryowen The barnyards of Delgaty The Vicar of Bray Ikley moor The road to Gundagai Van Dieman's Land Waltzing Matilda Suliram Funiculi, funiculu Samyotisa Treeya pedya volyotika Ah! Si mon moine voulait danser! Santa Lucia Yerakina Three little pigs Aunt Rhody The Keeper Rise and shine Dance to your daddy Hush little baby Where oh where is dear little Susie? Skip to my Lou The Fox Froggie went a-courtin' Jenny Jenkins One more river John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt There was an old woman and she had a little pig Hoosen Johnny Bill Groggin's goat Ten little indians I had a rooster All the pretty litle horses Animal fair This old man Michael Finnigin The sow got the measles Five times five The kangaro Green grow the rushes-ho Who did swallow Jonah? 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A tisket, a tasket The lumberman in town Turkey in the straw Old King Cole The jug of punch Hello girls Uncle Joe Cotton-eyed Joe Liza in the summertime Fly around my pretty little Miss Buffalo boy Polly wolly doodle Oh Susanna Sally Goodwin Whoa buck Drink it down The Cumberland Mountains deer chase Turn the glasses over Weel may the keel row Old Dan Tucker Landlord fill the flowing bowl Jubilee Bile them cabbage down Everybody loves Saturday night Weev'ly wheat Goin' down to town Old Aunt Kate I've been working on the railroad Rock about my Saro Jane Sourwood mountains Love somebody, yes I do Old gray mare Old Abe Lincoln came out of the wilderness Johnson boys Rig a jig jig Pop goes the weasel Liza Jane Li'l Liza Jane The Blantyre explosion Miner's farewell Let us all speak our minds Bread and roses Jarama Valley Hallelujah I'm a bum Winning the vote Kevin Barry Freedom is a constant struggle The rising of the moon Down, down, Derry down The coal owner and the pitman's wife Johnson's motor care Guardian beauty contest Wearing ot the green Miner's lifeguard The rebel girl Union train The soldier and the sailor The tramp Mister Block Soup song I'm a girl of constant sorrow Many thousands gone World youth song The patriot mother The factory girl We shall not be moved The popular Wobbly Cotton mill girls The Patriot game Miner's doom The bold Fenian men Raise a rukus tonight The mill mother's lament Easter rebellion song Woke up this morning Whirlwinds of danger Hans Beimler Poisoning the students' minds The preacher and the slave There is power Commonwealth of toil The Commissioner's report Chester Four pence a day Roll the union on Shtil de nacht Hold the fort Keep woman in her sphere Stung right Money is king We are soldiers in the army Solidarity forever United front The old orange flute Roddy McCorley |
Subject: Lyr Add: A MAID WENT TO COMBER From: GUEST,pjh jansen Date: 17 Jan 05 - 05:03 AM Charlie Piggot, Miriam Collins and Joe Corcoran: The Lonely Stranded Band. THE NEXT MARKET DAY is actually called A MAID WENT TO COMBER. Joe Corcoran also performs THE WIND THAT SHAKES THE BARLEY. A maid went to Comber her markets to larn To sell for her mammy three haks o' fine yarn. She met the young man along the highway Which caused this young lady the rambling stray. CHORUS: Sit down beside me. I mean you no harm. Sit down beside me this new tune to larn. Here is three guineas your mammy to pay, So hang by your yarns till the next market day. They sat down together. The grass was so green, And the day was the fairest that ever was seen. By the look your eyes would leave angels to stray And I could lay in your arms till the next market day. CHORUS This garl she went on and the words that he said, And the air that he blazed rings round in my head, And I will go find him by land or by sea Till he learns me the tune called The Next Market Day. CHORUS I had this wonderful CD in my collection. I bought it straight from Charlie when he visited Breda in a local pub called 'Biermuseum' I think it was winter some eight years ago. Two removals ago I could have give the reader numbers or labels of the mentioned. Cy Peter |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: GUEST,jansen holland Date: 17 Jan 05 - 04:58 PM gotcha! MOC music 1996 Clo Iar-Chonnachta Indreabhan, Co na Gaillimhe, Eire telephone + 353-91-593307 Or telephone ireland : +353-91-37499 'traditional Irish music and song from Charlie piggott, Miriam Collins and Joe Corcoran. 1. Jigs ; the fari hared boy, scatter the mud 2. reels : Larry's favourite, John Naughtons reel 3. song: : the wind that shakes the barley 4. Hornpipes : the girl with the golden tresses, the stranger 5. jigs : the trip to Bantry, staia Donnely 6. song : a maid went to Comber 7. jigs : the maid on the green, the cow that ate the blanket 8. jigs : collin's jijg Pat McMahon's jig, the haunted house 10. song: come on the stairs 11. s air, reel : Abha an tSulain, the sailors cravat, lady Gordon 12. song The rocks of Bawn 13. jigs : the hole in the boat, The lake shore. The inner sleeve : ( thanks to Jackie Small and Tom Munnely ( MOC music Ireland) Song : A maid went to Comber ( trad. arr. Corcoran) MOC music "this beautiful song of romance ( also called the next market day or sit down beside me)was popularised by in the 1930's by Belfast -born tenor Richard hayward, Joe Corcoran learnt it from the Dublin band Oisin in the 1970's and it's been ringing round his head ever since" the number of the cd is CICD 116 MOC Music ireland, 1996. that's all, mysterie solved. another box removal emptied. cy peter. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: ard mhacha Date: 18 Jan 05 - 01:22 PM Cy Peter as you can see from my previous reply, John McCormack`s recording in 1920 was well ahead of Richard Hayward. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: ard mhacha Date: 18 Jan 05 - 01:37 PM I forgot to add, The next market day was a favourite of the Northern Ireland Light Orchestra in their programme of Irish Rhythms, away back in thos old wireless days of the 1940s. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: GUEST Date: 19 Jan 05 - 01:34 AM dear ard mhacha I only replied on the message of peg in which she asked for a link 'to a guy with the name of corcoran who sang "the next marktet day' Nevertheless : interesting how many people actually know what's going on in irish-music-wonderland. Thank you for the link-up to former days in Irish Music seeyou Peter |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Maid Went to Comber From: GUEST,Dusty Date: 10 Jun 09 - 06:42 PM This is what i came up with chord wise for this song (Am)A maid went to (Em)Comber her (G)markets to (Am)larn To sell for her (C)mammy three (G)haks o' fine (Em)yarn. She (Am)met the (Em)young man a(G)long the high(Em)way (Am)Which caused this young (G)lady to (Em)tarry and (Am)stray.. CHORUS: Sit down beside me. I mean you no harm. Sit down beside me this new tune to larn. Here is three guineas your mammy to pay, So hang by your yarns till the next market day. |
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