09 Nov 01 - 07:25 PM (#589383) Subject: Correction: West Virginia Mine Disaster -Ritchie^^ From: kytrad (Jean Ritchie) Joe, on a link from the book, CELEBRATION OF LIFE, lyrics are given for some songs. My song, "West Virginia Mine Disaster," has several mistakes. Correct words are:
Say did you see him going?- it was early this morning.
It was just before twelve- I was feeding the children
So I picked up the baby and I left all the others
Now what can I say to his poor little children?
Say did you see him going? It was early this morning- Click to play |
10 Nov 01 - 05:42 PM (#589871) Subject: RE: Jean Ritchie Books & Recordings From: kytrad (Jean Ritchie) Joe-HELP A line was left out on vs. 4, where there are only 3 lines. The fourth line should be added: To my heart that's clear-broken, if my darling is gone. Jean, the missing line got swallowed by an incomplete line break. I found one more verse in "Celebration of Life," and I'm wondering it it's correct: O if I had the money to do more than just feed them, I'd give them good learning, the best could be found. And when they'd grow up they'd be checkers and weighers, And not spend their life drilling in the dark under ground.-Joe Offer- |
12 Nov 01 - 12:49 AM (#590605) Subject: ADD Tune WV Mining Disasster From: Joe Offer Here's the tune. -Joe Offer- Click to playABC format: X:1
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12 Nov 01 - 01:16 AM (#590615) Subject: RE: Jean Ritchie Books & Recordings From: catspaw49 JOHNROSS......Please check Jean's homepage linked several times in this tthread and also you can Click Here for another. Maybe Jean has a comment or two on the accuracy of either of the two. What about it Kytrad? (:<)) Spaw |
05 Aug 02 - 03:16 PM (#760175) Subject: ADD: The Old Woman and the Pig From: Joe Offer Well, it's not the Tom Thumb story of The Old Woman and Her Pig (click), but it's a nice song. -Joe Offer-
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03 Nov 05 - 04:34 PM (#1596723) Subject: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: Joe Offer This is an edited DTStudy thread, and all messages posted here are subject to editing and deletion. This thread is intended to serve as a forum for corrections and annotations for the Digital Tradition song named in the title of this thread. Search for other DTStudy threads |
03 Nov 05 - 04:38 PM (#1596728) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: Joe Offer We have a number of songs in the Digital Tradition that were written by Jean Ritchie, or that have been attributed to her for one reason or another. This thread will serve to explore those songs, and to correct and annotate Jean Ritchie lyrics in the Digital Tradition. Feel free to ask questions or make comments about Jean Ritchie songs here. Your comments and questions will be incorporated into the completed information in this thread. Watch this space.... -Joe Offer- |
03 Nov 05 - 04:50 PM (#1596743) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: Joe Offer I'll be asking Jean to comment on songs, and to give us information on how to request permission to record or perform her songs. -Joe- |
03 Nov 05 - 04:54 PM (#1596748) Subject: DTStudy: Black Waters From: Joe Offer BLACK WATERS (Jean Ritchie)
Well, the quail, she's a pretty bird and she sings a sweet tongue In the roots of tall timber she nests with her young The the hillside explodes with the dynamites roar And the voice of the small bird is heard there no more And the mountain comes a sliding so awful and grand And the flooding black waters rise over my land In the coming of springtime we planted our corn In the ending of springtime we buried our son In the summer come a nice man saying everything's fine My employer just requires a way to his mine Then they tore down my mountain and covered my corn Now the grave on the hillside 's a mile deeper down And the man stands a talking with his hat in his hand While the poison black waters rise over my land Well I ain't got no money, not much of a home I own my own land, but my land's not my own But, if I had ten million, somewheres thereabout Well, I'd buy Perry county and throw them all out And just sit down on the banks with my bait and my can And watch the clear waters run down through my land Well, wouldn't that be just like the old promised land? Black waters, black waters no more in my land Black waters, black waters no more in my land Copyright Geordie Music Publishing, Inc. recorded by Jean Ritchie @environment @mining @water filename[ BLAKWATR TUNE FILE: BLAKWATR CLICK TO PLAY SOF PLEASE NOTE: Because of the volunteer nature of The Digital Tradition, it is difficult to ensure proper attribution and copyright information for every song included. Please assume that any song which lists a composer is copyrighted ©. You MUST aquire proper license before using these songs for ANY commercial purpose. If you have any additional information or corrections to the credit or copyright information included, please e-mail those additions or corrections to us (along with the song title as indexed) so that we can update the database as soon as possible. Thank You. This is a "scratch-written" song by Jean Ritchie. Comments, Jean? Corrected Version:Here is the complete text, just so we have all the corrections all together. Jim Ringer did a recording of this song on his Folk-Legacy CD, "Waitin for the Hard Times to Go." He did a great job on this powerful song.BLACK WATERS (Jean Ritchie) I come from the mountains, Kentucky's my home, Where the wild deer and black bear so lately did roam; By cool rushing waterfalls the wildflowers dream, And through every green valley there runs a clear stream. Now there's scenes of destruction on every hand, And there's only black waters run down through my land. CHORUS Sad scenes of destruction on every hand, Black waters, black waters run down through the land. O the quail, she's a pretty bird, she sings a sweet tongue; In the roots of tall timbers she nests with her young. But the hillside explodes with the dynamite's roar, And the voices of the small birds will sound there no more; And the hillsides come a-sliding so awful and grand, And the flooding black waters rise over my land. CHORUS Sad scenes of destruction on every hand; Black waters, black waters run down through the land. In the rising of the springtime we planted our corn, In the ending of the springtime we buried a son, In summer come a nice man, said, "Everything's fine- My employer just requires a way to his mine"- Then they threw down my mountain and covered my corn, And the grave on the hillside's a mile deeper down- And the man stands and talks with his hat in his hand As the poisonous waters rise over my land. CHORUS Sad scenes of destruction on every hand; Black waters, black waters run down through the land. Well, I ain't got no money and not much of a home; I own my own land, but my land' s not my own. But if I had ten million somewheres thereabouts- I would buy Perry County and I'd run 'em all out! Set down on the bank with my bait in my can, And just watch the clear waters run down through my land! CHORUS Well, wouldn't that be like the old Promised Land? Black waters, black waters no more in my land! Source: Celebration of Life - Jean Ritchie, Geordie Music Publishing © 1971 |
03 Nov 05 - 04:58 PM (#1596752) Subject: DTStudy: Blue Diamond Mines From: Joe Offer BLUE DIAMOND MINES (Jean Ritchie [writing as 'Than Hall]) I remember the ways in the bygone days When we was all in our prime How us and John L. gave the old man hell Down in the Blue Diamond mines Where the whistle would blow 'fore the rooster crowed Full two hours before daylight When a man done his best, and he earned his good rest And had seventeen dollars at night
I have worked my life away In the mines, in the mines, in the Blue Diamond mines Oh, fall on your knees and pray You old black gold, you've taken my soul Your dust has darkened my home And now that I'm old, you're turning your back Where else can an old miner go Well, first it's Big Block and then Leatherwood And now it's Blue Diamond too The pits are all closed, and it's "go find a job" What else can an old miner do Your union is dead and you're shaking your head They say mining's had its day But you're stripping off my mountain top And you pay me three dollars a day Well, you might get a poke of welfare meat A little poke of welfare flour But I tell you right now, you won't qualify Less you work for a quarter an hour John L. had a dream but it's broken, it seems Our union is letting us down Last week they took away my hospital card And it's "why don't you leave this old town" Well, you go downtown and you hang around Well, maybe it ain't so bad Then you come back home and they meet you at the door And it's "what did you bring me, dad" Copyright Geordie Music First heard from Ringer & McCaslin. They did it well. JN @mining @work @union filename[ BLUDIAM TUNE FILE: BLUDIAM CLICK TO PLAY JN PLEASE NOTE: Because of the volunteer nature of The Digital Tradition, it is difficult to ensure proper attribution and copyright information for every song included. Please assume that any song which lists a composer is copyrighted ©. You MUST aquire proper license before using these songs for ANY commercial purpose. If you have any additional information or corrections to the credit or copyright information included, please e-mail those additions or corrections to us (along with the song title as indexed) so that we can update the database as soon as possible. Thank You. Corrected Version:BLUE DIAMOND MINES (Jean Ritchie [writing as 'Than Hall]) I remember the ways, in the bygone days When we was all in our prime; How us and John L., we give the Old Man hell Down in the Blue Diamond Mines. When the whistle would blow 'fore the rooster crow, Full two hours before daylight; When a man done his best, and he earned his good rest Had seventeen dollars at night
I have worked my life away; In the mines, in the mines, in the Blue Diamond Mines, O fall on your knees and pray You old black gold, you have taken my soul, Your dust has darkened my home. And now I am old, and you turn your back, Where else can an old miner go? It's Big Leatherwood, Algoma Block, and now it's Blue Diamond too, Well, the pits are closed, get another job - What work can an old miner do? Now your union is dead, and they shake their heads, Well minin' has had its day. But they're strippin' off my mountain top And they pay me three dollars a day. O you might get a littel poke of welfare meal, (meat??) Get a little poke of welfare flour, But I tell you right now, you won't qualify Till you work for a quarter an hour. John L. had a dream, but it's broken it seems, Now the Union's a-lettin' us down; Last week they took away my hospital card, Said, "Why don't you leave this old town?" Come on downtown, boys, we'll hang around, Well, maybe it ain't so bad. Go on back home and they meet you at the door, And it's "what did you bring me, Dad?" Copyright Geordie Music, 1964, 1971 from Jean Ritchie - Celebration of Life: her songs...her poems (1971, Geordie Music Publishing) This is a "scratch-written" song by Jean Ritchie. And now, Jean, over to you... |
03 Nov 05 - 05:12 PM (#1596770) Subject: DTStudy: Loving Hannah From: Joe Offer LOVING HANNAH I went to church last Sunday My true love passed me by I could see her mind was a changing By the roving of her eye
By the roving of her eye I could see her mind was a changing By the roving of her eye My love she's fair and proper Her hands are neat and small And she is quite good looking And that's the best of all
And that's the best of all And she is quite good looking And that's the best of all Oh Hannah, loving Hannah Come give to me your hand You said if you ever married That I would be the man
That I would be the man You said if you ever married That I would be the man I'll go down by the river When everyone's asleep And think on loving Hannah And then sit down and weep
And then sit down and weep And think on loving Hannah And then sit down and weep @courting variant of Handsome Molly recorded by Sandy and Caroline Paton filename[ LOVHANNA TUNE FILE: LOVHANNA CLICK TO PLAY SOF PLEASE NOTE: Because of the volunteer nature of The Digital Tradition, it is difficult to ensure proper attribution and copyright information for every song included. Please assume that any song which lists a composer is copyrighted ©. You MUST aquire proper license before using these songs for ANY commercial purpose. If you have any additional information or corrections to the credit or copyright information included, please e-mail those additions or corrections to us (along with the song title as indexed) so that we can update the database as soon as possible. Thank You. "Loving Hannah" is a Ritchie family song, adapted and copyrighted by Jean Ritchie. Jean, anything else you can tell us about the background of this song? Also see these threads (click). Jean Ritchie VersionHere's the version from Jean Ritchie's Folk Songs of the Southern Appalachians, pp 95-96: LOVING HANNAH (a Ritchie family song, adapted and copyrighted by Jean Ritchie) I rode to church last Sunday, My truelove passed me by, I knew her mind was a-changing By the roving of her eye.
By the roving of her eye, I knew her mind was a-changing By the roving of her eye. My love is fair and proper, Her hands and feet are small; And she is quite good-looking, And that's the best of all.
And that's the best of all, And she is quite good looking, And that's the best of all. O Hannah, loving Hannah, Come give to me your hand, You said if you ever married, That I would be the man.
That I would be the man, You said if you ever married, That I would be the man. I'll go down by the waters When everyone is asleep, I'll think of loving Hannah, And then sit down and weep.
And then sit down and weep, And think on loving Hannah, And then sit down and weep. I wish I were in London Or some other seaport town, I'd set my foot on a bally boat And I'd sail them seas all around. I'd sail them seas all around, I'd sail them seas all around, I'd set my foot on a bally boat And I'd sail them seas all around © 1964 Jean Ritchie/Geordie Music Publishing Company Excerpt from Jean's notes:
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04 Nov 05 - 12:07 AM (#1597021) Subject: DTStudy: West Virginia Mine Disaster From: Joe Offer WEST VIRGINIA MINING DISASTER (Jean Ritchie) Say, did you see him walking? it was early this morning He passed by your house on his way to the coal He was tall, he was slender, and his blue eyes so tender His occupation was miner, West Virginia his home It was just about noon, I was feeding the children Ben Moseley come running for to give us the news Number eight is all flooded, many men are in danger And we don't know their number, but we fear they're all doomed So I picked up the baby and I left all the others For to comfort each other and pray for our own There's Timmy, fourteen, and there's John not much younger Soon their own time will be coming to go down the black hole Now if I had the money to do more than just feed them I'd give them good learning, the best could be found And when they grew up they'd be checkers and weighers And not spend their life drilling in the dark underground And it's what will I tell to my three little children? And what will I tell his dear mother at home? And it's what will I tell to my poor heart that's dying? My heart that's surely dying since my darling is gone Say, did you see him walking? it was early this morning He passed by your house on his way to the coal He was tall, he was slender, and his blue eyes so tender His occupation was miner, West Virginia his home @work @mining Copyright Jean Ritchie filename[ WVMINING MC PLEASE NOTE: Because of the volunteer nature of The Digital Tradition, it is difficult to ensure proper attribution and copyright information for every song included. Please assume that any song which lists a composer is copyrighted ©. You MUST aquire proper license before using these songs for ANY commercial purpose. If you have any additional information or corrections to the credit or copyright information included, please e-mail those additions or corrections to us (along with the song title as indexed) so that we can update the database as soon as possible. Thank You. Corrected Version:WEST VIRGINIA MINE DISASTER(Jean Ritchie) Say, did you see him going? it was early this morning? He passed by your houses on his way to the coal. He was tall, he was slender, and his dark eyes so tender, His occupation was mining, West Virginia his home. It was just before twelve, I was feeding the children. Ben Mosely came running to bring us the news; Number eight is all flooded, many men are in danger, And we don't know their number, but we fear they're all doomed. So I picked up the baby and I left all the others To comfort each other and pray for our own; There's Timmy, fourteen, and there's John not much younger, Their own time soon will be coming to go down the black hole. O if I had the money to do more than just feed them, I'd give them good learning, the best could be found. Then when they'd grow up, they'd be checkers and weighers, And not spend their time drilling in the dark under ground. Now what can I say to his poor little children? Or what can I tell his old mother at home? Or what can I say to my heart that's clear-broken? To my heart that's clear-broken if my darling is gone? Say, did you see him going? it was early this morning? He passed by your houses on his way to the coal. He was tall, he was slender, and his dark eyes so tender, His occupation was mining, West Virginia his home. © 1969, 1971, Geordie Music Publishing. from Jean Ritchie - Celebration of Life: her songs...her poems (1971, Geordie Music Publishing) |
04 Nov 05 - 12:15 AM (#1597023) Subject: DTStudy: Dear Companion (Version 1) From: Joe Offer DEAR COMPANION I once did have a dear companion Indeed I thought his love my own Until a dark eyed girl betrayed me And then he cares no more for me Just go and leave me if you wish to It will never trouble me For in your heart you love another And in my grave I'd rather be Last night you were sweetly sleeping Dreaming in some sweet repose While I, a poor girl, broken hearted Listened to the wind that blows When I see your babe a laughing It makes me think of your sweet face But when I see your babe a crying It makes me think of my disgrace @love recorded by Edna Ritchie on Folk Legacy and by the Carter Family and by Jean Ritchie filename[ DEARCOMP TUNE FILE: DEARCOMP CLICK TO PLAY SOF PLEASE NOTE: Because of the volunteer nature of The Digital Tradition, it is difficult to ensure proper attribution and copyright information for every song included. Please assume that any song which lists a composer is copyrighted ©. You MUST aquire proper license before using these songs for ANY commercial purpose. If you have any additional information or corrections to the credit or copyright information included, please e-mail those additions or corrections to us (along with the song title as indexed) so that we can update the database as soon as possible. Thank You. Jean Ritchie VersionDEAR COMPANION (adapted by Jean Ritchie) I once did have a dear companion, Indeed I thought his love my own, Until some black-eyed girl betrayed me, And now he cares no more for me. Last night you were so sweetly sleeping And dreaming in some soft repose, While I, a poor girl, broken-hearter Was listening to the wind that blows. I never did think of being without you, I never could think of you a-being gone, But all night long that wind keeps crying, Farewell, truelove, I'm left alone. © 1963, Stormking from Jean Ritchie's Folk Songs of the Southern Appalachians An excerpt from Jean's notes;
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04 Nov 05 - 12:17 AM (#1597024) Subject: DTStudy: The L&N Don't Stop Here Anymore From: Joe Offer THE L & N DON'T STOP HERE ANYMORE (Jean Ritchie) Oh, when I was a curly-headed baby My daddy set me down upon his knee Said, Son, you go to school and learn your letters Don't be no dusty miner like me For I was born and raised at the mouth of the Hazard Holler Coal cars roaring and a tumbling past my door Now they're standing rusty, rolling empty And the L & N don't stop here any more I used to think my daddy was a black man With scrip enough to buy the company store But now he goes downtown with empty pockets And his face as white as a February snow Last night I dreamt I went down to the office To get my payday like I done before Them old cudsy vines had covered up the doorway And there was trees and grass, well agrowing right thru the floor I never thought I'd live to love the coal dust Never thought I'd pray to hear the tipple roar But, Lord, how I wish that grass could change to money Them greenbacks fill my pockets once more @train @mining Copyright Geordie Music Publishing, Inc. recorded by Guy Carawan filename[ L&NNOMOR TUNE FILE: LNNOMORE CLICK TO PLAY SOF PLEASE NOTE: Because of the volunteer nature of The Digital Tradition, it is difficult to ensure proper attribution and copyright information for every song included. Please assume that any song which lists a composer is copyrighted ©. You MUST aquire proper license before using these songs for ANY commercial purpose. If you have any additional information or corrections to the credit or copyright information included, please e-mail those additions or corrections to us (along with the song title as indexed) so that we can update the database as soon as possible. Thank You. Corrected Version;THE L and N DON'T STOP HERE ANYMORE (Jean Ritchie) O when I was a curly-headed baby, My daddy set me down upon his knee; Said, "Son, you go to school and learn your letters, Don't be no dusty miner like me.
For I was born and raised at the mouth of the Hazard Holler, Coal cars roarin' and a rumblin' past my door; Now they're standin' rusty, rollin' empty, And the L and N don't stop here any more. I used to think my daddy was a black man With scrip enough to buy the company store, But now he goes downtown with empty pockets And his face as white as February snow. Last night I dreamt I went down to the office To get my payday like I done before; Them old cudsy-vines had covered up the doorway And there was trees and grass, well a-growin' right through the floor. I never thought I'd live to love the coal dust; Never thought I'd pray to hear the tipple roar, But, Lord, how I wish that grass could change to money, Them greenbacks fill my pockets once more. © 1963, 1971, Geordie Music Publishing. from Jean Ritchie - Celebration of Life: her songs...her poems (1971, Geordie Music Publishing) |
04 Nov 05 - 12:44 AM (#1597030) Subject: DTStudy: My Dear Companion (Version Two) From: Joe Offer MY DEAR COMPANION (Jean Ritchie) Oh have you seen my dear companion For he was all this world to me I hear he's gone to some far country And that he cares no more for me I wish I were a swallow flying I'd fly to a high and lonesome place I'd join the wild birds in their crying Thinking of you and your sweet face Oh have you seen my dear companion For he was all this world to me But now the stars have turned against me And he cares no more for me Oh when the dark is on the mountain And all the world has gone to sleep I will go down to the cold dark waters And there I'll lay me down and weep Oh have you seen my dear companion For he was all this world to me Copyright Geordie Music filename[ DEARCOM2 AMT oct99 PLEASE NOTE: Because of the volunteer nature of The Digital Tradition, it is difficult to ensure proper attribution and copyright information for every song included. Please assume that any song which lists a composer is copyrighted ©. You MUST aquire proper license before using these songs for ANY commercial purpose. If you have any additional information or corrections to the credit or copyright information included, please e-mail those additions or corrections to us (along with the song title as indexed) so that we can update the database as soon as possible. Thank You. Corrected Version (needs work)MY DEAR COMPANION (Jean Ritchie) Oh have you seen my dear companion, For he was all this world to me. I hear he's gone to some far country, And that he cares no more for me. I wish I were some swallow flying, I'd fly to a high and lonesome place; There join the wild birds in their crying, Remembering you and your sweet face. Oh have you seen my dear companion, For he was all this world to me. But now the stars have turned against me, And so he cares no more for me. Oh when the dark is on the mountains, When all the world has gone to sleep, I will go down to the cold dark waters, And there I'll set me down and weep. Oh have you seen my dear companion, Oh have you seen my dear companion, Oh have you seen my dear companion, For he was all this world to me. Copyright Geordie Music - date??? Transcribed by ear from the 1995 Jean Ritchie CD, Mountain Born I could use some help on these lyrics - I'm not sure I've got it 100% correct. This song isn't in any of the four Jean Ritchie songbooks I have. |
04 Nov 05 - 01:41 AM (#1597054) Subject: DTStudy: Now Is the Cool of the Day From: Joe Offer COOL OF THE DAY (Jean Ritchie) Now is the cool of the day Now is the cool of the day This earth is a garden, the garden of my Lord And he walks in his garden In the cool of the day My Lord, he said unto me Do you like my garden so fair You may live in this garden if you'll keep the grasses green And I'll return in the cool of the day Then my Lord, he said unto me Do you like my pastures so green You may live in this garden if you will feed my sheep And I'll return in the cool of the day Then my Lord, he said unto me Do you like my garden so free You may live in this garden if you'll keep the people free And I'll return in the cool of the day I think there's another verse to this. JN Copyright Jean Ritchie @religion filename[ COOLDAY JN PLEASE NOTE: Because of the volunteer nature of The Digital Tradition, it is difficult to ensure proper attribution and copyright information for every song included. Please assume that any song which lists a composer is copyrighted ©. You MUST aquire proper license before using these songs for ANY commercial purpose. If you have any additional information or corrections to the credit or copyright information included, please e-mail those additions or corrections to us (along with the song title as indexed) so that we can update the database as soon as possible. Thank You. Corrected Version:NOW IS THE COOL OF THE DAY (Jean Ritchie) My Lord, He said unto me, Do you like My garden so fair? You may live in this garden if you keep the grasses green, And I'll return in the cool of the day.
Now is the cool of the day, O this earth is a garden, the garden of my Lord, And He walks in His garden In the cool of the day. Then my Lord, He said unto me, Do you like My garden so pure? You may live in this garden if you keep the waters clean, And I'll return in the cool of the day. Then my Lord, He said unto me, Do you like My pastures so green? You may live in this garden if you will feed My lambs, And I'll return in the cool of the day. Then my Lord, he said unto me, Do you like My garden so free? You may live in this garden if you'll keep the people free, And I'll return in the cool of the day. © 1971, Geordie Music Publishing from Jean Ritchie - Celebration of Life: her songs...her poems (1971, Geordie Music Publishing) |
04 Nov 05 - 02:44 AM (#1597072) Subject: DTStudy: Come Fare away (Marnie) From: Joe Offer COME FARE AWAY Bright is the morning and brisk is the weather; Steady the wind o'er the sweet singing sea. Proudly, the tall ship arrives in the harbor; Come fare away with me. Marnie, come fare away, Come fare away with me; There's an island of dreams Over the rolling sea. Sails at the ready, we're bound for Newfoundland; Hasten, my darling, and do not delay. Trees tall and green there, and fish by the millions; Come fare away with me. CHORUS Leave your belongings, for things do but bind us; Hemmed in, the life here it won't do for me. Fretting and trouble, we'll leave them behind us; There is a land that's free. CHORUS Lace on your good shoes of stout highland leather; Bring a warm shawl and a cup for the tea. There is a new life, we'll build it together; Come fare away with me. CHORUS ---------------------------------------------------------------- Words by Jean Ritchie, melody adapted from an old hymn. Copyright Geordie Music Publishing, Inc. Recorded by Ed Trickett on "The Telling Takes Me Home," FSI-46 1972. @travel @love filename[ FAREAWAY TUNE FILE: FAREAWAY CLICK TO PLAY TUNE FILE: FAREAWY2 CLICK TO PLAY DC PLEASE NOTE: Because of the volunteer nature of The Digital Tradition, it is difficult to ensure proper attribution and copyright information for every song included. Please assume that any song which lists a composer is copyrighted ©. You MUST aquire proper license before using these songs for ANY commercial purpose. If you have any additional information or corrections to the credit or copyright information included, please e-mail those additions or corrections to us (along with the song title as indexed) so that we can update the database as soon as possible. Thank You. Corrected Version:the Digital Tradition was a fairly accurate transcription, except for the last verse. COME FARE AWAY WITH ME (MARNIE) (Jean Ritchie) Bright is the morning and brisk is the weather, Steady the wind o'er the sweet singing sea; Proudly the tall ship arrives in the harbor, Come fare away with me.
Come fare away with me; There's an island of dreams Over the rolling sea. Sails at the ready, we're bound for Newfoundland. Hasten, my darling, and do not delay! Trees tall and green there, and fish by the millions - Come fare away with me. CHORUS Leave your belongings, for things do but bind us; Hemmed-in the life here, it won't do for me; Fretting and troubles, we'll leave them behind us. There is a land that's free. CHORUS Lace on your stout shoes of good Highland leather, Bring a warm shawl and a cup for the tea; There'll be a new life, we'll build it together, Come fare away with me. CHORUS ©1971 Geordie Music Publishing from Jean Ritchie - Celebration of Life: her songs...her poems (1971, Geordie Music Publishing) |
04 Nov 05 - 02:56 AM (#1597078) Subject: DTStudy: Last Old Train's A-Leavin' From: Joe Offer LAST OLD TRAIN'S A-LEAVIN' (Jean Ritchie) Standin' on the mountain, standin' on the mountain Standin on the mountain, don't you want to go? cho: O the last old train's a-leavin', the last old train's a-leavin' Thew last old train's a-leavin', don't you want to go? Hear the hills a-fallin' (3x) Don't you want to go? Hear the nightbirds callin' (3x) I don't want to go. See the timber burning Don't you want to go? See my newground turning I don't want to go. See the people going Don't you want to go? See my redbuds glowing I don't want to go. Standing on the mountain Don't you want to go. Copyright 1969, 1971 by Geordie Music Publishing @home @parting @train filename[ LASTRAIN TUNE FILE: LASTRAIN CLICK TO PLAY RG PLEASE NOTE: Because of the volunteer nature of The Digital Tradition, it is difficult to ensure proper attribution and copyright information for every song included. Please assume that any song which lists a composer is copyrighted ©. You MUST aquire proper license before using these songs for ANY commercial purpose. If you have any additional information or corrections to the credit or copyright information included, please e-mail those additions or corrections to us (along with the song title as indexed) so that we can update the database as soon as possible. Thank You. Corrected VersionLAST OLD TRAIN'S A-LEAVIN' (Jean Ritchie) Standin' on the mountain, standin' on the mountain, Standin on the mountain, don't you want to go? cho: O the last old train's a-leavin', the last old train's a-leavin', The last old train's a-leavin', don't you want to go? Hear the hills a-fallin' (3x) Don't you want to go? Hear the nightbirds calling (3x) I don't want to go! [Chorus] See the timber burning (3x) Don't you want to go? See my newground turning (3x) I don't want to go! [Chorus] See the people going (3x) Don't you want to go? See my redbuds glowing (3x) I don't want to go! [Chorus] Standin' on the mountain (3x) Don't you want to go? [Chorus] Copyright 1969, 1971 by Geordie Music Publishing |
04 Nov 05 - 01:01 PM (#1597401) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: Joe Offer Mudcat froze up on me last night, so I had to stop. I'll be posting more later. Can anybody help with the lyrics of Jean's "country" version of "My Dear Companion"? -Joe Offer- |
06 Nov 05 - 12:44 AM (#1598490) Subject: DTStudy: Thousand Mile Blues From: Joe Offer THOUSAND MILE BLUES (Jean Ritchie) Farewell, farewell, you old true love I must leave you for a while The birds do sing on every tree He's gone for a thousand miles, little love He's gone for a thousand miles Oh, a thousand miles, that is very far away And you will be gone so long Oh, who will bear me sweet company Or converse with me and sing me a song, little love Or converse with me and sing me a song Yes, a thousand miles, that is very far away But I won't be gone so long Your mama can bear you sweet company And your papa can sing you a song, little love And your papa can sing you a song Well, I wisht I was in some dark holler place Where the turtle doves mourn so low I would tell them about you a-going away And I'm sure they would mourn the more, little love And I'm sure they would mourn the more Well, the sun has to rise in the East, my dear And the moon go down in the West And it's ever' little bird has to try its wings Before it can build its nest, little love Before it can build its nest filename[ THOUMIL3 JN oct96 PLEASE NOTE: Because of the volunteer nature of The Digital Tradition, it is difficult to ensure proper attribution and copyright information for every song included. Please assume that any song which lists a composer is copyrighted ©. You MUST aquire proper license before using these songs for ANY commercial purpose. If you have any additional information or corrections to the credit or copyright information included, please e-mail those additions or corrections to us (along with the song title as indexed) so that we can update the database as soon as possible. Thank You. Corrected VersionThe DT version is almost correct, except for the first line. Note added tune.THOUSAND-MILE BLUES (Jean Ritchie) Farewell, farewell, my own true love; I must leave you for a while. The birds do sing on every tree, He's gone for a thousand miles, little love, He's gone for a thousand miles. O a thousand miles, is very far away, And you will be gone so long. Oh, who will keep me sweet company, Or converse with me and sing me a song, little love, Or converse with me and sing me a song? Yes, a thousand miles, is very far away, But I won't be gone so long. Your Mama can keep you sweet company, And your Papa can sing you a song, little love, Your Papa can sing you a song. I wish I was in some dark holler place, Where the turtle doves mourn so low. I would tell them about you a-goin' away, And I'm sure they would mourn the more, little love, And I'm sure they would mourn the more. Well, the sun has to rise in the east, my dear, And the moon go down in the west; And it's every little bird has to try its wings, Before it can build its nest, little love, Before it can build its nest. © 1971, Geordie Music Publishing Click to play |
06 Nov 05 - 04:54 PM (#1598847) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: kytrad (Jean Ritchie) Joe- In "Black Waters," the lines in italics were supposed to be just for the two "extra" lines in that verse. They are sung to the same melody as the two lines before them. The two lines following them should not be in italics. Otherwise this version is correct. Jean
-Joe- |
06 Nov 05 - 05:21 PM (#1598864) Subject: DTStudy: Aunt Sal's Song (Bashful Courtship) From: kytrad (Jean Ritchie) Correct title to The Bashful Courtship is Aunt Sal's Song. When the Pine Mountain Settlement School was founded, in 1911, 'Uncle'William Creek and Aunt Sal, his wife, furnished the land for the school and invited Katherine Petit (who started the Hindman Settlement School, in Knott County) to begin the Pine Mountain school. The Creeches were beloved there, and treated as the grandparents of the new school.The local traditional songs of the people were collected and honored by the teachers of both schools,and actual songbooks were made for school use as the students brought in their family songs. Aunt Sal, however, was very religious. After joining the church she sang only hymns and gave up what she called "ditties," (non-religious music). She made one exception; when asked, she would always sing the same song, her funny one about the man who didn't know how to court. Over the years it got its name, Aunt Sal's Song. Aunt Sal's Song is not copyrighted, at least not by myself nor the Ritchie Family. Whether the Pine Mountain School has done so I do not know, but their website is easy to find- I believe that it can be listed as trad., but write the school if you'd like to be sure.
-Joe Offer- Aunt Sal's SongBASHFUL COURTSHIPor Not Know How to Court A gentleman came to our house He would not give his name I knew he came a courting Although he was ashamed Oh, although he was ashamed He moved his chair up by me side His fancy pleased me well I thought the spirit moved him Some handsome tale to tell Oh, some handsome tale to tell But there he sat the life long night And never a word did say With many a sigh and bitter groan He ofttimes wished for day Oh, he ofttimes wished for day The chickens they began to crow And daylight did appear "How do you do, good morning, sir I'm glad to see you here, Oh, I'm glad to see you here" He was weary all the lifelong night He was weary of his life Said, "If this is what you call courting, boys, I'll never take a wife, Oh, I'll never take a wife" And when he goes in company The girls all laugh for sport Saying, "Yonder goes that ding dang fool That don't know how to court, Oh, that don't know how to court" @courting recorded by Edna Ritchie and Jean Ritchie filename[ HOWCOURT SOF
Aunt Sal's Song (The Man Who Didn't Know How to Court)DESCRIPTION: "A gentleman came to our house, He would not tell his name." He comes to court, but acts ashamed. He sits silent next to the girl. Finally he gives up, saying courting isn't worth it. The girls laugh at the "ding-dang fool [that] don't know how to court."AUTHOR: unknown EARLIEST DATE: 1916 (Wells-TheBalladTree) KEYWORDS: courting humorous FOUND IN: US(Ap,SE,So) REFERENCES (7 citations): Brown/Belden/Hudson-FrankCBrownCollectionNCFolklore3 15, "Courting Song" (1 text) Lomax-FolkSongsOfNorthAmerica 101, "Aunt Sal's Song" (1 text, 1 tune) Ritchie-SingingFamilyOfTheCumberlands, pp. 233-234, "[Aunt Sal's Song]" (1 text, 1 tune) Chase-AmericanFolkTalesAndSongs, pp. 140-141, "The Bashful Courtship" (1 text, 1 tune) Wells-TheBalladTree, p. 123, "Aunt Sal's Song" (1 text, 1 tune) SongsOfAllTime, p. 54, "Aunt Sal's Song" (1 text, 1 tune) DT, HOWCOURT Roud #776 CROSS-REFERENCES: cf. "Johnson Boys" (theme) ALTERNATE TITLES: Not Know How to Court Bashful Courtship File: LoF101 Go to the Ballad Search form Go to the Ballad Index Instructions The Ballad Index Copyright 2022 by Robert B. Waltz and David G. Engle. Lyrics from Jean Ritchie's Singing Family of the Cumberlands: Aunt Sal's Song A gentleman came to our house, He did not tell his name; I knew he came a-courting Although he were ashame, O, although he were ashame. He hitched his chair up to my side, His fancy pleased me well; I thought the spirit moved him Some handsome tale to tell, O, some handsome tale to tell. But there he sat the livelong night And never a word did say, With many a sigh and bitter groan He ofttimes wished for day, O, he ofttimes wished for day. The chickens they began to crow And daylight did appear, "How do you do, good morning, sir I'm glad to see you here, O, I'm glad to see you here." He was weary all the livelong night, He was weary of his life, "If this is what you call courting, boys, I'll never take a wife, No, I'll never take a wife." Now when he goes in company The girls all laugh for sport, Saying, "Yonder goes that ding-dang fool That don't know how to court, O, that don't know how to court." Click to playI'm not totally happy with how the MIDI sounds (I've never heard the song sung), but it's an exact transcription from Jean's book. -JRO-The version from Alan Lomax, The Folk Songs of North America is from The Settlement School in Pine Mountain, Kentucky. The lyrics are almost the same as the two versions above. Lomas says this version is known as "Aunt Sal's Song" because Aunt Sal often sang it at Pine Mountain. Here are the tunes from Lomax: Click to playClick to play (arrangement)There are some minor but interesting differences in the version from the Frank C. Brown Collection of North Carolina Folklore, Volume 3, #15: Courting Song A gentleman came to see me, He wouldn't tell his name. I knew he came a-courting Although he was ashamed, Oh, although he was ashamed. He drew his chair up by my side. His manner pleased me well. I hoped the spirit moved him A loving tale to tell. Oh, a loving tale to tell. And there he sat the livelong night And never a word did say. With many a sigh and bitter groan I often wished for day. Oh, I often wished for day. The chickens they began to crow, The daylight did appear. "Howdy do, good morning, sir, I'm glad to see you here, Oh, I'm glad to see you here." He was weary of the livelong night, He was weary of his life. "If this is what you call courting, boys, I'll never take a wife, Oh, I'll never take a wife." Whenever he goes in company The girls all laugh and sport; They say, "There goes a blamed old fool Who don't know how to court. Oh, who don't know how to court." Collected by Mrs. Sutton on the Watauga River near the Tennessee line, from the singing of a schoolteacher with whom she spend the night. Roud says the song is on the Folk-Legacy recording Edna Ritchie, Viper, Kentucky - that one isn't out on CD yet, so I don't have it [hint to Sandy Paton].
-Joe Offer- |
08 Jan 06 - 07:21 PM (#1644503) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: GUEST,Julia Hello- I'm interested in the origins of Come Fare Away Thanks Julia |
09 Jan 06 - 05:54 PM (#1645183) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: kytrad (Jean Ritchie) Come Fare Away was composed several years ago in support of some of my friends who chose to move to Canada rather than going to fight in Vietnam. I wanted the song to remind folks that my friends' reason for resettling was the same one which brought our ancestors from the old countries- of England, Scotland and Ireland- to find a new life, and freedom. Jean |
09 Jan 06 - 07:24 PM (#1645287) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: Joe Offer This is a practice editing box for Jean. Jean, use your editing button to add something here. -Joe Offer- |
27 Apr 12 - 12:51 PM (#3344068) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: GUEST,KJP I would like to use Jean Ritchie's song, "The Cool of the Day" as a theme for my consulting business. It aligns perfectly with our vision/mission of renewal in natural and rural environments. I would be willing to send her our complete vision/mission statement, if that would be helpful. I am a bluegrass gospel singer, and have opportunities to share messages such as are expressed in this song in various venues, as a part of my consulting business. It is powerful, and would be used to draw attention to our need to get involved in reversing situations where we haven't cared for the Lord's garden as we should have. Thanks |
27 Apr 12 - 04:09 PM (#3344123) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: Joe Offer Hi, KJP. It can be hard to find out how to license songs in the folk genre, because many of them are not listed with the major agencies. This one, however, is listed by the Harry Fox Agency's songfile.com Website. I guess I can't give you a link to the song record itself, but you can go to http://www.harryfox.com/ and follow the Songfile link to search for the song. It's listed as "Now Is the Cool of the Day." -Joe Offer, Mudcat Archivist- |
01 Oct 14 - 07:22 AM (#3664975) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: Joe Offer I came across this message from Jean, and I wanted to make sure it didn't get lost. The Mudcat Café TM Thread #108112 Message #2249126 Posted By: kytrad 30-Jan-08 - 07:22 PM Thread Name: What did your Dad used to sing? Subject: RE: What did your Dad used to sing? Joe Bowers- |
01 Oct 14 - 08:01 AM (#3664982) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: Joe Offer I see many of the the MIDI links no longer work. I have moved the MIDI files to another location, but I don't have the location information here. I'll change the links when I get home. -Joe- |
01 Oct 14 - 08:18 AM (#3664989) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: maeve Thank you, Joe. Such a resource! |
06 Nov 14 - 01:41 AM (#3674953) Subject: ADD: Let the Sun Shine Down on Me From: Joe Offer LET THE SUN SHINE DOWN ON ME (Jean Ritchie) CHORUS O, Roll on, clouds in the mornin', Roll on, clouds in the mornin', Roll on, clouds in the mornin', Let the sun shine down on me. I looked out this mornin’, Deep down trouble I see; Yes I looked out this mornin’, Let the sun shine down on me. CHORUS Saw the big cloud a-risin', Hard trouble I see; Heard my mother cryin', Let the sun shine down on me. CHORUS There was water, but I couldn't drink it, Deep down trouble I see, Bread, but I couldn't eat it, Let the sun shine down on me. CHORUS I know there's a great day comin' When no more trouble I see; When we'll all shout together, Let the sun shine down on me. CHORUS written by Jean Ritchie under the pen name 'Than Hall Copyright Geordie Music, 1963, 1971 from her Celebration of Life Songbook, page 43 |
16 May 16 - 09:50 AM (#3790596) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: mkebenn I sought the lyrics to L&N, having forgotten some of them, and found this Lord. Mike |
18 Apr 22 - 11:12 PM (#4139507) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: GerryM Here are the lyrics of Sweet Sorrow in the Wind, as printed in the liner notes to the Jean Ritchie album, None But One: SWEET SORROW IN THE WIND (Jean Ritchie) I hear the soft wind sighing In ev'ry bush and tree. The sound of my heart crying When you're away from me.
When we're apart, my darling, There's sorrow in the wind; When we're apart, my darling, Sweet sorrow in the wind. You leave me in the morning, Your footsteps die away. Though not a leaf is stirring I hear the wind all day. CHORUS They say when love grows older It dies and fades away; Yet all our life together – One ever-brightening day. CHORUS (TWICE) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D9XLTLMXCko |
19 Apr 22 - 07:11 AM (#4139535) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: GerryM Joe, I've looked at your Corrected Version / Needs Work of My Dear Companion, dated 04 Nov 05 - 12:44 AM, and I've listened to the recording on the Mountain Born album, and I only find a very few spots where I hear something a little different from what you posted. 1st stanza. 3rd line, I hear "I hear he's gone over to some far country" 2nd stanza, 1st line, I hear "I wisht I were some swallow flying" 4th stanza, 4th line, I hear "And there I'll sit me down and weep" |
20 Apr 22 - 05:33 PM (#4139680) Subject: ADD L&N (Jean Ritchie)^^^ From: Stringsinger One of the most perfect songs that Jean has written was the lament for the coal miner and for organized labor in this country, defining the pain brought about by the rust belt, "The L and N Don't Stop Here Anymore'. The Louisville to Nashville Railroad was at one time a thriving railroad and the suffering of the coal miner is depicted here in such a poignant way. THE L & N DON'T STOP HERE ANYMORE (Jean Ritchie) "When I was a curly headed baby, my daddy took me down upon his knee Sayin' 'Sonny go to school and get your learnin' and don't be a dusty miner, just like me' Chorus: I was born and raised in the heart of the Hazard Holler With the coal cars roaring' and rumbling' past my door. But now they're standing in a rusty row all empty, And the L and N don't stop here anymore. I used to think my daddy was a black man, with scrip enough to buy the Company Store But now he goes downtown with empty pockets And his face as white as the January snow. Chorus Last night I dreamed I went down to the office, to draw my payday like I done before Them old cudsy vines were crawling through the doorway And the grain' grass was growing' on the floor Chorus I never thought I'd learn to love the coal dust Never thought I'd yearn to hear the tipple roar How I wish that dust would turn to money And greenbacks line my pockets once more " Chorus This song is a metaphor for what is happening to our country, the US today. A great railroad becomes useless. As Pete said, so prescient, "I'd sing out danger, I'd sing out a warning'..." |
22 Aug 22 - 04:33 PM (#4150751) Subject: ADD: One More Mile (Than Hall / Jean Ritchie) From: Joe Offer ONE MORE MILE (Than Hall, aka Jean Ritchie) I've been a-wanderin' all the night, And the best part of the day And now I'm returnin' to my home; When I turn to my home, when I turn to my home, I know what I'll hear my darlin' moan, Moanin' one more mile, Moanin' two more miles, Moanin' Honey can't you stay a little while. I have rocked this old cradle every time the baby cried Cause its daddy's been away so long. Yes, I've rocked this old cradle, yes I've rocked it so long, And always I sing the same old song. Sing, one more mile, Singin', two more miles, Singin', Honey can't you stay a little while. I have give you all my money, I have give you all my pay It's so hard to make a livin' thisaway; Well, I don't want your money and I don't want your pay, But darlin', O darlin', can't you stay? Always, one more mile, Always, two more miles, Always, Honey can't you stay a little while. My time it is done, I must be gone, No longer, no longer can I stay; When that old lonesome whistle blows, well, a man's got to go; Can't you hear what that old whistle has to say? Sayin', one more mile, Sayin', two more miles, Sayin', Honey can't you stay a little while. One More Mile (Than Hall) - from Celebration of Life, page 103 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p9b78HHhYm8 |
25 Aug 22 - 11:19 AM (#4150997) Subject: RE: DTStudy: Songs of Jean Ritchie From: voyager from a 2006 thread with kytrad ... not her original songwriting but a part of her children's repetoire - Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: SNAKE BAKED A HOECAKE From: kytrad (Jean Ritchie) Date: 06 Feb 02 - 11:26 PM This was a little funny rhyme one said to children (trotting them on the knee,or dancing them two-handed about the floor): Snake baked a hoe-cake Set a frog to mind it, Frog got to noddin, and A lizard come and stold it- Spoken: BRING BACK MY HOE-CAKE, YOU LONG-TAILED NANNY-O! Many years ago I did a residency in Fresno State College, and met and made music with the folk group there. Jody was one of them, and I'm pretty sure he must have learned that little poem from me- has he made it into a song? |