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Subject: Twenty One Years From: JPC Date: 24 Jul 00 - 09:17 AM Hi all: I'm looking for the lyrics for a song that may or may not be called "Twenty-One Years". It's about someone being sent to Dartmoor prison and his parting from his lover. I'm spent some time searching and all I could come up with was:
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I hear the train coming. It'll be here at nine
It's raining. It's hailing. The moon gives no light,
The days are so lonely, I wish I were dead, I know there's more to it than that, e.g. when he is killing time:
I've counted the raindrops. I've counted the stars. Can anyone help? Thanks. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty One Years From: mg Date: 24 Jul 00 - 11:11 AM a lifetime so lonely my hair's turning grey.. all I can think of for now. mg |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty One Years From: kendall Date: 24 Jul 00 - 03:15 PM I have this one, the American version, somewhere. I'll try to find it. |
Subject: Lyr Add: 21 YEARS From: kendall Date: 24 Jul 00 - 04:36 PM 21 YEARS
The judge said, "Stand up, boy, and dry up your tears.
Six months have gone by, babe. I wish I was dead.
I've counted the days, babe. I've counted the nights.
I've counted on you, babe, to get me a break.
Come, all you young fellows with heart brave and true. My father used to sing this when he was in his cups. I have no idea of the origin or the author. |
Subject: Lyr Add: ANSWER TO TWENTY-ONE YEARS From: Jimmy C Date: 24 Jul 00 - 04:55 PM Here's a response from the family's point of view. Taken from the Max Hunter Collection. See the Hunter collection for "99 Years" also. ANSWER TO TWENTY-ONE YEARS
She wrote him this letter that's covered with tears,
They tell me you're bitter because I don't write,
The judge said, "Stand up, lad, and dry up your tears."
They shackled your arms, love. They shackled your feet,
I went to the governor, got down on my knees,
Although you're in prison behind those iron bars, |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty One Years From: JPC Date: 24 Jul 00 - 05:15 PM Thanks all for the information. I now recall also the line that Mary posted, but can't add anymore. So there must me more/alternative verses to this. BTW, the words posted tell a very different story to what I was thinking. I hope we can dig up some more words. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty One Years From: Noreen Date: 24 Jul 00 - 05:19 PM Hi JPC I remember the song, it did well in the Irish charts in the late 60s/ early 70s for Brendan Shine or someone similar. I could probably remember some more words if no-one else can find a link with more info. Noreen |
Subject: Lyr Add: TWENTY-ONE YEARS From: JPC Date: 24 Jul 00 - 05:28 PM OK, based on the information you all provided, I managed to improve my searching on the web and came up with the following alternatives: TWENTY-ONE YEARS
The judge said, "Stand up, lad, and dry up your tears.
I hear the train coming. She'll be here on time
Six months have gone by, love. I wish I were dead.
I've watched and I've waited and longed for the day. ==================================== (My love of trad. songs overrides my Irish Republicanism, so I've got to post the following, but it pains me.)
The judge said, "Stand up, boy, and dry up your tears.
2. Now this was his story in the courtroom one day
3. "For these tears you see, judge, are not tears of fear.
4. "So listen, you Rebels, to these words I give: ==================================== Thanks to all! |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty One Years From: kendall Date: 24 Jul 00 - 05:47 PM I first heard this when I was a boy of about 10 (mid 40's) long before the great folk scare. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty One Years From: GUEST,Paddy(1) Date: 24 Jul 00 - 06:21 PM The artist in Ireland who had success with '21 years' was Des Kelly (I think !) Paddy(1) |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty One Years From: Snuffy Date: 24 Jul 00 - 06:56 PM There's a (original?) version in the DT database - type TWENTY-ONE YEARS in the Digitrad Lyrics Search box. I also have one Irish and two English versions where it's Dartmoor, not Nashville. I'll check to see if they're much different from what's been posted. Wassail! V |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty One Years From: mg Date: 25 Jul 00 - 12:38 AM Denis Ryan of Ryan's fancy did a great version of it. mg |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty One Years From: Amergin Date: 25 Jul 00 - 03:06 AM I just looked in one of my books, an Irish version, not all that much different... |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty One Years From: Jim Dixon Date: 24 Oct 02 - 11:11 PM Woody Guthrie recorded a version of "21 Years". It's included in "Muleskinner Blues: The Asch Recordings, Vol. 2" Smithsonian/Folkways CD 40101, 1997. A brief sound sample at CDNOW seems to match the version posted by Kendall above, and the version in the DT: TWENTY-ONE YEARS. |
Subject: Lyr Add: TWENTY-ONE YEARS (Bob Miller) From: Jim Dixon Date: 24 Oct 02 - 11:50 PM According to http://www.bobdylanroots.com/21.html, these are the original words of "Twenty-One Years" as written by Bob Miller (who, incidentally, also wrote There's a Star-Spangled Banner Waving Somewhere). I notice this version is missing the verse that contains the line "It's raining. It's hailing. The stars give (or 'moon gives') no light." -- which also appears in some versions of "On Top of Old Smoky." TWENTY-ONE YEARS (Bob Miller, 1930) The judge said, "Stand up, boy, and dry up your tears. You're sentenced to prison for twenty-one years." So kiss me goodbye, love, and say you'll be mine, For twenty-one years, love, is a mighty long time. O hear that train blow, love. She'll be here on time To take me to prison, to serve out my time. So look down that railroad far as you can see And keep right on waving your farewell to me. The steam from the whistle, the smoke from the stack, I know you'll be true love, until I get back. So hold up your head, babe, and dry up your eyes. Best friends must part, so won't you and I. Go beg the governor, babe, on your sweet soul. If you can't get a pardon, try and get a parole. If I had the governor where the governor's got me, Before sunrise tomorrow, the governor'd be free. I've counted the days, love. I've counted the nights. I've counted the minutes. I've counted the lights. I've counted the footsteps. I've counted the stars. I've counted a million of these prison bars. I've counted on you, babe, to give me a break. I guess you forgot, love, I'm here for your sake. You know who's guilty. You know it so well, But I'll rot in prison before I will tell. Come, all you young fellows with hearts brave and true, Don't believe any woman you'd meet if you do. Don't trust any woman, no matter what kind, For twenty-one years, boys, is a mighty long time. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty One Years From: GUEST,Richie Date: 25 Oct 02 - 06:37 AM I've noticed that some of the lyrics are also found in "Worried Man Blues." The version of "Worried Man Blues" I sing has "twenty-one chains," "twenty-one years," "twenty-one coaches long" etc. Is there a connection here? What is the origin of the song? -Richie |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty-One Years From: GUEST,Ju-Jum Did It Dad! Date: 07 Oct 11 - 07:13 PM This song is called "The Prisoner" my Dad has it on an LP by Paddy Noonan and his Grand Band. The song is sung by Mike "Jesse" Owens The Prisoner The judge said, "Stand up lad and dry up your tears You're sentenced to Dartmoor for twenty-one years." So dry up your tears love and kiss me good-bye The best friends must part love, so must you and I I hear the train coming, 'twill be here at nine To take me to Dartmoor to serve out my time I look down the railway and plainly I see You're standing there waving your good-bye to me Six months have gone by love, I wish I were dead This dark, dreary dungeon and stones for my head 'Tis raining, 'tis hailing, the moon gives no light Now you will tell me, love, why you never write I've counted the days love, I've counted the nights I've counted the footsteps, I've counted the lights I've counted the raindrops, I've counted the stars I've counted a million of these prison bars So come all ye young fellows with hearts loyal and true Don't trust any woman, you're a fool if you do Don't trust any woman no matter what kind For twenty-one years, lads, is a very long time |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Twenty-One Years From: GUEST,Shirley Moss Date: 23 Oct 13 - 04:08 PM The whistle is blowing, 'twill be here at nine to take me to Nashville for a mighty long time. I've counted the footsteps and I've counted the stars, and I've counted a million of these prison bars.
I've counted on you babe to give me a break,
My Father also used to sing this to me as a little girl. Also, when he was drinking. |
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