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Thread #64647 Message #1058327
Posted By: GUEST,Roberto
21-Nov-03 - 04:31 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Tam Lin (Ewan MacColl)
Subject: Lyr Add: TAM LIN (from Ewan MacColl)
I've taken this text from the booklet that goes together with the Folkways' CD Cold Snap, by Ewan MacColl and Peggy Seeger. I've corrected some small mistakes easy to guess, but I'm not sure that everything is right by now. Could somebody check and correct this text? One more question: does somebody know something about the tune to which Ewan MacColl sings this ballad? Did he get the tune together with the song, or did he choose this tune to bear the ballad he knew only from a written source? Ewan MacColl writes in the booklet that "this fine ballad is not found in possession of any people but the Scottish", but the only scottish recording I know of this ballad is the one by Betsy Johnston, on The Muckle Sangs, while the other recordings I know are all of them English (A. L. Lloyd's; Mike Waterson's; Anne Briggs'; Dave and Toni Arthur's, beside the folk-rock versions of Fairport Convention and Steeleye Span). Where does Bert Lloyd's version come from? Thank you, and here is MacColl's text:
I forbid ye, maidens a' That wear gowd in your hair Tae come or gae by Carterhaugh For young Tam Lin is there
There's nane that gaes tae Carterhaugh But pays to him their fee Either their rings or green mantles Or else their maidenheid
Janet has kilted her green kirtle A little abune her knee And she has gane tae Carterhaugh As fast as she could hie
She hadnae pu'd a double rose A rose but and a briar When oot and started young Tam Lin Says – Lady, ye'll pu' nae mair
Why pu' ye the rose, lady And why break ye the wand And why come ye tae Carterhaugh Withooten my command?
Carterhaugh is mine – she said My daddy gied tae me And I will come tae Carterhaugh Withoot the lief o' thee
He's ta'en her by the milk-white haund And by the grass-green sleeve And laid her doon upon a bank And didnae ask her leave
Janet has kilted her green kirtle A little abune her knee And she has gane tae her daddy's hoose As fast as she could hie
There were fowre-and-twenty ladies fair A-playin' at the ba' And Janet gaed like ony queen A flooer amang them a'
There were fowre-and-twenty ladies fair A-playin' at the chess And Janet gaed amang them a' As green as ony grass
Oot spak then an auld grey knicht Stood owre the castle wa' And said – Alas, dear Janet But I fear ye've gotten a fa' Your petticoat is gey shorter And we'll be blamed a'
O haud your tongue, ye auld grey knicht And an ill deith may ye dee Faither my bairn on wha I will I'll faither nane on thee
Then oot spak her auld faither Says – Janet, you're beguiled Your petticoat is gey shorter I fear ye gang wi' child
O, if I gang wi' bairn, faither It's I will tak' the blame There's no' a knicht aboot your ha' Shall bear my bairnie's name
Janet has kilted her green kirtle A little abune her knee And she has gane tae Carterhaugh As fast as she could hie
She hadnae pu'd a double rose A rose but and a briar When oot and started young Tam Lin Says – Janet, ye'll pu' nae mair
Why pu' ye the rose, Janet Amang the leaves sae green? A' for to kill the bonnie babe That we gat us between
Tell me noo, Tam Lin – she said For 's sake wha died on tree Gin ever ye were in holy kirk Or else in Christendee
Roxburgh was my grandfaither And wi' him I did ride And it fell oot upon a day That wae did me betide
Ay, it fell oot upon a day A cauld day and a snell When we were fae the hunting come That fae my horse I fell
The Queen o' Elfinland passed by Took me wi' her to dwell E'en whaur there is a pleasant place For them that in it dwell Though at the end of o' seiven year They pay their soul to Hell
The nicht it is auld Hallow E'en When elfin folk do ride And them that would their true-loves win At Miles Cross they maun bide
But tell me noo, Tam Lin – she said When ye're amang the thrang Hoo would I ken my ain true-love Amang that unco band?
Some will ride the black, the black And some will ride the broon But I'll be on the milk-white horse Shod wi' the siller shoon
The ae hand will be gloved, Janet The other will be bare And by these tokens I'll gie ye Ye'll ken that I am there
The first company that passes by Say "na" and let them gae The second company that passes by Then let them gang their way But the third company that passes by Then I'll be yin o' they
Ye'll hie ye tae my milk-white steed And pu' me quickly doon Throw yoor green kirtle owre me To keep me fae the rain
They'll turn me in your airms, lady Tae an adder and a snake But haud me fast unto your breist To be your worldly make
They'll turn me in your airms, lady A spotted toad to be But haud me fast unto your breist T' enjoy your fair body
They'll turn me in your airms, lady Tae a mither-naked man Cast your green kirtle owre me To keep me fae the rain
First put me in a stand o' milk Syne in a stand o' water And haud me fast unto your breist I am your bairn's father
Janet has kilted her green kirtle A little abune her knee And she has gane tae Miles Cross As fast as she could hie
The first company that passed her by She said "na" and let them gae The second company that passed her by She let them gang their way But the third company that passed her by Then he was yin o' they
She's hied her to his milk-white steed And pu'd him quickly doon Cast her green kirtle owre him To keep him fae the rain
They've turned him in his lady's airms Tae an adder and a snake She haud him fast unto her breist He was her worldly make
They've turned him in his lady's airms A spotted toad to be She haud him fast unto her breist T' enjoy her fair body
They've turned him in his lady's airms Tae a mither-naked man She's cast her green kirtle owre him To keep him fae the rain
She's put him in a stand o' milk Syne in a stand o' water She held him fast unto her breist He was her bairn's father
Oot spak the Queen o' Elfinland Oot o' a bush o broom: O, wha' has gotten young Tam Lin Has gotten a stately groom
Oot spak the Queen o' Elfinland Oot o' a thorny tree: O, wha' has goten young Tam Lin Has taen my love fae me
Gin I had kent, Tam Lin – she said A lady would borrow thee I would hae torn oot thy twa grey e'en Put in twa e'en o' a tree
Gin I had kent, Tam Lin – she said When first we come fae hame I would hae torn oot that hairt o' flesh Put in a heart o' stane