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Thread #68735   Message #1159700
Posted By: Roberto
12-Apr-04 - 05:11 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: duncan williamson's golden vanity
Subject: Lyr Add: GOLDEN VANITY (Duncan Williamson)
Please, help me to complete (and correct) this text, from the singing of DUNCAN WILLIAMSON. The Golden Vanity (F.J. Child n.286), on Travellers' Tales, Volume 2, Songs, stories and ballads from the Scottish Travellers, Kyloe 101. THE PROBLEMS ARE IN THE 4th STANZA (I expected something like "he bent his breast", but it sounds like "beard his best") AND IN THE 7th STANZA. Please, don't let this post go down without an answer: it is a beautiful recording. Thanks. R

O I have a ship that sails on the sea
And she goes by the name of the Golden Vanity
But I'll doubt she'll by sunk by a Spanish Galee
As I sail on the lowlands low, low
As I sail on the lowlands low

Then up and spoke our cabin boy
A well-spoke lad was he
Saying – Captain, O captain, O what will you give
If the Spanish Gallee would trouble you no more
As you sail on the lowlands low, low
As yu sail on the lowlands low?

O guid gold I would give and silver in store
And my pretty little daughter who waits on the shore
If the Spanish Gallee would trouble me no more
As I sail on the lowlands low, low
As I sail on the lowlands low

O straight away the cabin boy ... his best (??????) and dived in
He held in his hand an auger sharp and thin
He held in his hand an auger sharp and thin
He went swimming in the lowlands low, low
He went swimming in the lowlands low

Then he bored and he bored, he bored once or twice
For some was playing cards and some was playing dice
And the water it rushed in and dazzled till their eyes
And he sank 'em in the lowlands low, low
And he sank 'em in the lowlands low

Then he swam and he swan, crying – Captain, take me in
I am drowning in the lowlands low

O throw me a rope, a rope - cried he
A rope, O, a rope, you will never get from me
For you sank ...(?????) the Turk ...(admiry????)
Now she's lying in the lowlands low, low
Now she's lying in the lowlands low

So he swam around the starboard side, saying – Messmates, take me in
They throwed him a rope and his messmates took him in
And they wrapped him up in an old cow skin
And they sank him in the lowlands low, low
They sank him in the lowlands low