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Thread #88774   Message #3200705
Posted By: Joe Offer
03-Aug-11 - 01:28 AM
Thread Name: Origins: Let Union Be In All Our Hearts - Grange?
Subject: RE: Origins: Tu ra lie do (Let Union Be)
I can't find anything on this song, other than these two threads. This song has become part of the "folkie canon," so I'm surprised that we don't have more source information - nothing in Roud, nothing in the Traditional Ballad index. Reinhard Zierke has a bit, but not much more than what's in the two Mudcat threads.

Has anybody uncovered more information about the sources of this wonderful song? Has anyone found a Grange songbook that has this song?


The San Francisco In Harmony's Way group has the song on their eponymous recording, with lots of verses. Knowing almost all of the singers, I suspect they made up many of the verses themselves:


Come my lads, let us be jolly,
Drive away all melancholy,
To be sad it would be folly,
When we’re met together.

    Let union be in all our hearts,
    Let union join our hearts in one.
    We'll end the day as we’ve begun,
    We'll end it all in pleasure.

    Right-folla-rolla-rol too-ra-li-o,
    Right-folla-rolla-rol too-ra-li-o,
    Right-folla-rolla-rol too-ra-li-o,
    When we’re met together.

Solomon, a wise man hoary
Told of wine in song and story.
In our cups we’ll chirp and glory,
When we’re met together.

Long ago, the Greeks and Romans
Checked their cups for signs and omens.
We foresee full tankards foamin'
When we’re met together.

Whisky one can ne’er malign-oh,
With her pedigree divine-oh.
With good friends we’ll drink and dine-oh
When we’re met together.

So fill the board let there be plenty,
The man who wants to be content, he
Eats and drinks enough for twenty,
When we’re met together.

Come my lads, let’s sing in chorus,
Merrily, but yet decorous.
Praising all good drink before us
When we’re met together.

So let there be no sad misgiving
While we're yet among the living;
Fill the room with glad thanksgiving
When we’re met together.

Bacchus, God of wine so merry
Also honors port and sherry.
He'd even bless a Tom and Jerry
When we’re met together.

Now let our voices ring the rafters,
Fill the room with song and laughter,
Joyful as the sweet hereafter
When we’re met together.

Milk is meet for infancy;
Some folks like to sip their tea.
Not such stuff for you and me
When we're met together.

Take the bottle as it passes,
Do not fail to fill your glasses.
Water drinkers are dull asses,
When we're met together