Lyr Add: Lost and Given Over (E. J. Brady)

Subject: Lyr Add: Lost and Given Over (E. J. Brady)
From: Charley Noble
Date: 30 Jan 10 - 12:16 PM

Here's another tribute to what the stevedores sang in and around the docks in Sydney, Australia, in the 1890's as composed by Edwin J. Brady while he was working there himself as a tally clerk. I've standardized the verse structure and the chorus shouts, changed some other words, and dropped several verses but the original poem follows the song below (copy and paste into WROD/TIMES/12 to line up chords):

By Edwin J. Brady
From The Ways of Many Waters, by Edwin J. Brady, published by The Bulletin Newspaper Co., Sydney, Australia, © 1899, pp. 9-12.
Adapted for singing by Charlie Ipcar, 1/29/10
Tune: after Whiskey for Me Johnny-O/Whiskey before Breakfast

Lost and Given Over


G--------------------------C-------G
Now a mermaid's not a human thing,
-----C-------G-------D
An' courtin' sich is folly;
----G--------------------C-----G
Of flesh an' blood I'd rather sing,
--------C----G--D---D7-G
Which ain't so mel-an-choly;
-----C-------------D--G
Oh, Berta! Loo! Jua-nita! Sue!
------D-------------D7
Sing re-a ri-a ral-ly!
G------------D7-----C------G
'Ere's good luck to me an' you --
-----C---G-D-D7-G
I'm bull-ee in the allee!


The Hoogli gal, 'er face is brown;
The Hilo gal's a daisy;
The gal that lives by 'Obart town
She'd drive a dead man crazy;
Come, wet your lip, an' let it slip!
Sing re-a ri-a rally!
The Gretna Green's a tidy ship --
I'm bull-ee in the al-lee!

The Bowery gal she knows 'er know;
The 'Frisco gal is silly;
The Hayti gal ain't never slow,
But they're hotter down in Chili;
Now what's the use to shun the booze?
Sing re-a ri-a rally!
They'll drop yer bones among the ooze --
I'm bull-ee in the al-lee!

We've lost our pay to the gals that wait
From Halifax to Dundee,
From Sunda Strait to the Golden Gate,
Back to the Bay o' Fundy;
It's Mabel, Loo, an' Nancy-Poo,
Sing re-a ri-a rally!
An' 'ere's good luck, how I loves you!
I'm bull-ee in the al-lee!

We've lost our pay to the octoroon,
The pierhead cruiser painty,
The Chinkie gal with 'er eyes 'arf-moon,
An' the Japanee darlin' dainty;
It's Tokio town when the sun go down,
Sing re-a ri-a rally!
It's 'arf-a-pint for 'arf-a-crown --
I'm bull-ee in the al-lee!

The Hoogli gal, 'er face is brown,
The Hilo gal's a daisy,
The gal that lives by 'Obart town
She'd drive a dead man crazy;
But neat an' plain's my Sarah Jane,
Sing re-a ri-a rally!
'Uggin' an' kissin', an' "Come again!"
I'm bull-ee in the al-lee!

Original Poem:

By Edwin J. Brady
From THE WAYS OF MANY WATERS, by Edwin J. Brady, published by The Bulletin Newspaper Co., Sydney, Australia, © 1899, pp. 9-12.


Lost and Given Over


A MERMAID'S not a human thing,
An' courtin' sich is folly;
Of flesh an' blood I'd rather sing,
What ain't so melancholy.
Oh, Berta! Loo! Juanita! Sue!
Here's good luck to me and you --
Sing rally! ri-a-rally!
The seas is deep; the seas is wide;
But this I'll prove whate'er betide,
I'm bully in the alley!
I'm bull-ee in our al-lee!

The Hoogli gal 'er face is brown;
The Hilo gal is lazy;
The gal that lives by 'Obart town
She'd drive a dead man crazy;
Come, wet your lip, and let it slip!
The Gretna Green's a tidy ship --
Sing rally!
The seas is deep; the seas is blue;
But 'ere's good 'ealth to me and you;
Ho, rally!

The Lord may drop us off our pins
To feed 'is bloomin' fishes;
But Lord forgive us for our sins --
Our sins is most delicious!
Come, drink it up and fill yer cup!
The world it owes us bite and sup,
And Mimi, Ju-ju, Sally;
The seas is long; the winds is strong;
The best of men they will go wrong --
Hi, rally! ri-a-rally!

The Bowery gal she knows 'er know;
The Frisco gal is silly;
The Hayti gal ain't white as snow --
They're whiter down in Chili.
Now what 's the use to shun the booze?
They'll flop yer bones among the ooze
Sou'-west-by-Sou' the galley.
The seas is green; the seas is cold;
The best of men they must grow old --
Sing rally! ri-a-rally!

All round the world, where'er I roam,
This lesson I am learnin'.
If you've got sense you'll stop at home
And save the bit yer earnin'.
So hang the odds! It's little odds,
When every 'eathen 'as 'is gods,
An' neither two will tally:
When black and white drink, wimmin, fight --
In these three things they're all alright --
Sing rally! ri-a-rally!

When double bunks, fo'castle end,
Is all the kind that's carried,
Our manners they will likely mend --
Most likely we'll be married.
But till sich time as that be done,
We'll take our fun as we've begun --
Sing rally!
The flesh is weak; the world is wide;
The dead man 'e goes overside --
Sing rally! rally!

We're given and lost to the girls that wait
From Trinity to Whitsund'y,
From Sunda Strait to the Golden Gate
An' back to the Bay o' Fundy;
Oh, it's Mabel, Loo, an' it's Nancy-Poo,
An' 'ere 's good luck, an' I love you --
Sing rally!
Oh, it's cents an' dollars an' somebody hollers --
The sun comes up an' the mornin' toilers --
Sing rally!

We're given an' lost to the octoroon,
The Portugee cruiser painty,
The Chinkie gal with 'er eyes 'arf-moon,
An' the Japanee darlin' dainty.
Oh, it's Tokio-town when the sun goes down,
It's 'arf-a-pint and it's 'arf-a-crown --
Sing rally!
'Er spars may lift an' 'er keel can shift,
When a man is done 'e 's got to drift --
Sing rally! Ho, rally!

The Hoogli gal 'er face is brown,
The Hilo gal's a daisy,
The gal that lives by 'Obart-town
She'd drive a dead man crazy.
So, pretty an' plain, it's Sarah Jane
'Uggin' an' kissin' an' "Come again!"
Sing rally! ri-a-rally!
The seas is deep; the seas is wide;
But this I'll prove what else betide,
I'm bully in the alley,
Ho; Bullee in the Al-lee!

Notes:

"Gretna Green" is a place in Scotland where eloping couples traditionally flee to for marriage

"Hoogli gal" is from Bengal

"Hayti gal" is from Haiti.

"Pierhead cruiser painty" is a reference to a crudely painted woman

Cheerily,
Charley Noble

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Lost and Given Over (E. J. Brady)
From: Charley Noble
Date: 31 Jan 10 - 11:28 AM

Going once!