Lyr Add: The Bark and the Tree /Nobleman's Wedding

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: BARK AND THE TREE
From: wildlone
Date: 31 Dec 00 - 03:33 PM

I only have a copy of the tune on a cassette and I can't write music. It is similar to the tune on Lesley's site only slower. can any UK catters help

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: BARK AND THE TREE
From: Malcolm Douglas
Date: 31 Dec 00 - 03:22 PM

Are you in a position to post the tune for this version?  Some links to others may be found in this thread:  Nobleman's Wedding  together with the text of the set recorded by Altan.  There are also several versions of the song's close relative "All Around My Hat", in the DT.  A tune has been posted to Alan's Mudcat Midi Pages:  Nobleman's Wedding,  but there's no indication as to which version it belongs to.

Malcolm

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: BARK AND THE TREE
From: wildlone
Date: 31 Dec 00 - 03:13 PM

Larry,
I dont know who has recorded it. John has a great voice, He sings a lot in Eire in fact he has bought a house in Donegal that he goes to a lot when he is not farming around Purse Caundle.
glad you liked it
dave

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: BARK AND THE TREE
From: InOBU
Date: 31 Dec 00 - 10:53 AM

One of my favorites. Wasn't it on an old album, Sailing into Walpole Bay? I know I have it on some record from the mid seventies. - Cheers, Larry

Subject: Lyr Add: BARK AND THE TREE
From: wildlone
Date: 31 Dec 00 - 08:11 AM

I was comparing some of the songs I have got against the Mudcat versions this song is similar to the one titled A NOBLEMAN'S WEDDING I think it differs enough to post my version. It is sung in Dorset by John Waltham.


BARK AND THE TREE

Lately last night, I was asked to a wedding,
The wedding of a fair maid that proved to me unkind,
For that day as she thought of her intended young lover,
Thoughts of her old one had run through her mind.

Supper being over and all things were ended,
Every young man was to sing a fine song,
Until it came to the turn of her former young lover,
And he sang of this fair maid who had done him such wrong.

"How can you sit at another man's table?
How can you drink of another man's wine?
How can you lie in the arms of another,
When it's many's a long night that you have lain in mine?"

The bride she was seated at the head of the table.
She knew her true love by his song very well.
Her heart it grew faint; she could stand it no longer.
Down at the feet of the bridegroom she fell.

"Oh, grant me one favour; one favour I'm asking.
Oh, grant me one favour, one favour of mine:
One night for to lie in the arms of another,
And the rest of my life I will lie in thine."

"You ask me a favour that cannot be granted,
For you should have thought, my lassie, in time;
Yet I can see very plainly that your poor heart is breaking,
And it's all for the love of this former young man."

Sobbing and sighing, she rose from the table.
Sobbing and sighing she went to her bed.
Ah, but early next morning when her bridegroom awakened,
He turned to his new bride and found she was dead.

"Oh Annie, lovely Annie, I never should have loved you,
For your love and my love they never could agree.
I own I have taken you from one you loved better.
I own I have taken you, the bark from the tree.

"So now I'll put on my suit of deep mourning;
A suit of deep mourning, I'll wear it for thee,
And I'll put away all my fine wedding garments,
And I'll try not to go between the bark and the tree."