Lyr Req: Shool, shool, shool la rue

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Shool, shool, shool la rue
From: Alice
Date: 10 Mar 05 - 08:11 PM

Siúl a Rúin

Go here for the lyrics and more.
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Shool, shool, shool la rue
From: Malcolm Douglas
Date: 10 Mar 05 - 04:54 PM

No need to quote entire lyrics for both songs! Plenty of both already here.

"A-Soalin", so called, is a modern collation (Peter Paul and Mary) of several unrelated English songs, discussed in great detail in earlier threads. "Shool Aroon" (and many other spellings) is Irish, though considerably changed (particularly in America).

People do tend to cobble such things together to make longer songs or rounds, and while that's excellent for campfires (done it myself in my time) it can confuse people who not unnaturally assume that all the pieces really do belong together.

"Hay penny" is cute, but it's really just "ha'penny." Everybody pronounced it with the "lf" elided. Thirty-plus years on from decimalisation, and a fair while since the "half-new-penny" was abolished, I suppose such terms may start to seem quite exotic and require glossing. Makes me feel almost old.

Subject: Lyr Add: A-SOULIN' + SHULE SHULE SHULE-A-ROO
From: Rasener
Date: 10 Mar 05 - 04:24 PM

Shadowsrose
I think you are getting confused.

The lyrics you have put up are for the song called "A'Soalin'

Hey ho, nobody home, meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet shall we be merry, Hey ho, nobody home.
Hey ho, nobody home, Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet shall we be merry, Hey ho, nobody home.
Hey Ho, nobody home.

Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.

God bless the master of this house, and the mistress also
And all the little children that round your table grow.
The cattle in your stable and the dog by your front door
And all that dwell within your gates
we wish you ten times more.

Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.

Go down into the cellar and see what you can find
If the barrels are not empty we hope you will be kind
We hope you will be kind with your apple and strawber'
For we'll come no more a 'soalin' till this time next year.

Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.

The streets are very dirty, my shoes are very thin.
I have a little pocket to put a penny in.
If you haven't got a penny, a ha' penny will do.
If you haven't got a ha' penny then God bless you.

Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.

Now to the Lord sing praises all you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood each other now embrace..
This holy tide of Christmas of beauty and of grace,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy.


"'Shool, shool, shool la rue'" is indeed "Gone The Rainbow" or "Shule Aroon" or "Johnny's Gone For A Soldier".

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo,
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal,
come bibble in the boo shy Lorey.

Here I sit on Buttermilk Hill;
who could blame me, cry my fill;
Every tear would turn a mill,
Johnny's gone for a soldier.

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo,
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal,
come bibble in the boo shy Lorey.

I sold my flax, I sold my wheel,
to buy my love a sword of steel;
So it in battle he might wield,
Johnny's gone for a soldier.

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo,
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal,
come bibble in the boo shy Lorey.

Oh my baby, oh, my love,
gone the rainbow, gone the dove.
Your father was my only love;
Johnny's gone for a soldier.

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo,
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal,
come bibble in the boo shy Lorey.

Hope that helps
Cheers
Les

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Shool, shool, shool la rue
From: GUEST
Date: 10 Mar 05 - 04:07 PM

see siuil a ruin

and shule aroon

and Johnny has gone for a soldier

and the links off those pages

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Shool, shool, shool la rue
From: Rapparee
Date: 10 Mar 05 - 04:05 PM

It's in the Digitrad as Shule Aroon (2 versions) and Buttermilk Hill -- among other titles.

Subject: Lyr Req: Shool, shool, shool la rue
From: GUEST,Shadowsrose
Date: 10 Mar 05 - 03:52 PM

I'm trying to find/remember the lyrics to a song I learned at camp. I know one of the lines starts with 'Shool, shool, shool la rue' and that one of the other verses went.

The streets are very dirty,
My shoes are very thin.
I have a little pocket,
To put a penny in.
If you haven't got a penny,
A hay penny will do.
If you haven't got a hay penny then god bless you.

Hay penny meaning a half penny

I also learned the song with anouther verse that I found by itself under "Rose, Rose, Rose" though the words were slightly changed.
Any help with this would be appriciated.