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Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: MGM·Lion Date: 20 Apr 10 - 03:11 PM Oh, no Jon, no Jon, no Jon, no ~~~ not biased in any pejorative sense: & how the corpus ref'd to is full of candidates for this thread:~ He knew not what ailed him But thought it was love Our officers commanding us and them we must obey Tho expecting every moment all to get cast away `Twas on the morn of Valentine When birds began to tweet, Dame Durden and her maids and men They all together meet. Sweep chimnye sweep is the common cry I keep ··· ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ ~Michael~ |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: deepdoc1 Date: 20 Apr 10 - 05:40 PM The story goes that Leonard Cohen was battling depression when he wrote Bird on the Wire: ... Like a baby stillborn Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out to me ... |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: frogprince Date: 20 Apr 10 - 09:58 PM He's a preacher, and a prophet, and a problem when he's stoned Kris Kristopherson I have seen the David, and the Mona Lisa too; and I have heard Doc Watson play Columbus Stockade Blues I loved you from the git-go, I'll love you til I die; I loved you on the Spanish Steppes the day we said goodby Guy Clarke |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: frogprince Date: 20 Apr 10 - 10:05 PM Rise again, rise again, Though your heart, it be broke, and your life about to end; No matter what you've lost, be it a home, a love, a friend, Like the Mary Ellen Carter rise again. Stan |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: GUEST,CAP Date: 21 Apr 10 - 04:15 AM River Run James Keelaghan. The first verse:- River of blue, cut through the valley, swept pass the willows and the sandy bar, ran so swift, locked in my memory, but the way things were is not the way things are. We used to swim in the crook of it's arm in the summer heat who could be blamed? Avioded the rapids the best that we could, never thought that that stream could be tamed. Past the Point of Rescue Mick Hanly or any song that the writer makes you stop think and take a look at the wider picture as well as one self. |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: GUEST,Jon Dudley Date: 21 Apr 10 - 04:39 AM Indeed it is Michael. Some beauties. |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: GUEST,mg Date: 21 Apr 10 - 03:28 PM I often thought that God made the mixer and the hod so that Paddy could know hell upon the ground..Building up and tearing England down it wasn't his intent he got a fine head of cement..same rifle to rifle and horse against horse...Bold Fenian men I put my head into a cask of brandy..Peggy Gordon when I have partaken of beans and of bacon I whistle a merry old tune of the trail..I live in Montana oh no true love will be his guard and bring him back again..Blue bells of Scotland and the brave keep falling to honor the names of the ones who have gone before..Leaves of grass. G. Lightfoot so I'll work on the towboats with my slippery city shoes..Summer wages. I. Tyson if I was a clerk and could write a fine hand..Boncloddy in a cavern in a canyon excavating for a mine..Clementine Trelawny he's in keep and hold Trelawny he may die here's 20,000 Cornish bold will know the reason why..Song of the Western Men I probably have listed these on other threads..mg and woe to he who will stop for tea with McALpine's Fusilers. |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: mkebenn Date: 21 Apr 10 - 04:23 PM Casey leaves the underground and stops inside the Golden Crown for something wet to wash away the chill that's on his bones seeing his reflection in the eyes of all the lonley men who grasp at anything they can to keep from going home. Standing in the courner Casey drinks his pint of bitters never glancing in the mirror at the faces passing by And he stumbles as he's leavin' and he wonders if the reason is the beer that that's in his belly or the tear that's in his eyeBr> Casey's Last Ride Kris |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: GUEST,mg Date: 21 Apr 10 - 06:03 PM it was tears that made the Clyde. there's a pick and shovel waiting down the coal town road A. Mcg. I found him worthy of his wound..Dainty Davey. I'll sit and mourn upon her grave a twelvemonth and a day Unquiet grave all the world (is) sad and dreary everywhere I roam...Swanee River why weep ye by the tide lady why weep ye by the tide..Jock of Hazeldeen mg |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: MGM·Lion Date: 22 Apr 10 - 12:10 AM Re Song Of The Western Men, ref'd above: fine song written by Robert Hawker in 1820s about historic event of late 17C. Worth following up in good Wikipedia entry. ~Michael~ |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: GUEST,mg Date: 22 Apr 10 - 02:13 PM the gargle dims me brain.g |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: GUEST,mg Date: 22 Apr 10 - 03:06 PM Before I'd be a slave I'd be buried in my grave. Oh freedom. By our sons in servile chains..we will drain our dearest veins but we shall be free..Scots what hae.. tramp tramp tramp the boys are marching cheer up comrades they will come... we'd make the rafters ring..when every sailor in the house would lift his hat and sing Fair thee well Enniskillen |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: Joe_F Date: 22 Apr 10 - 06:09 PM It's luve for luve that I hae got, Luve for luve again, So turn your high horse heid about, And we will ride for hame, bonnie luve, And we will ride for hame. |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: sharyn Date: 23 Apr 10 - 10:21 AM This old hammer ring like silver, Shine like gold, shine like gold I ha'n't had a knife since I can remember. When Father Adam and Mother Eve Did eat of the forbidden tree-O Whaur was all your gentry then? I'm just as guid as thee-O What's the life of a man any more than a leaf? |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: meself Date: 23 Apr 10 - 11:34 AM She put her arms around me like a circle 'round the sun. |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: Tootler Date: 23 Apr 10 - 05:41 PM Westron wynde, when wilt thou blow, The small raine down can raine. Cryst, if my love were in my armes And I in my bedde again! |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: CET Date: 21 Dec 11 - 06:40 PM As I was driving to the airport in Fredericton, New Brunswick I came across this song on the CBC. I forget the name of the show. It's the one hosted by Jim Corcoran, that features music from French Canada - Canadian catters might know the one I mean. The song is "Rentrer chez nous", by David Portelance, and sung by Fred Pellerin. It absolutely knocked me for a loop. It's beautifully sung, which helps, and the words go straight to the heart. There is a very strong link to traditional music in the opening lyrics to each verse: "Derriere chez nous il y a...", which is a floating line in more than one traditional song. I particularly like the last words of the song: "Derriere chez nous y a désert Ou j'vas planter un peu d'amour" Check it out on YouTube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4FTAJ34H6w (For the umpteenth time I have followed the blue clicky instructions and they don't work) |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: CET Date: 21 Dec 11 - 07:01 PM The CBC show was "A propos". If anybody can post the lyrics or a link where I can find them I would be grateful. I've just spent a few fruitless minutes Googling for them. |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: Joe_F Date: 21 Dec 11 - 08:13 PM Va dire a mes amis Que je me souviens d'eux. |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: CET Date: 21 Dec 11 - 08:48 PM "Derriere chez nous y a désert" should read "Derriere chez nous y a un désert" |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: Sandy Mc Lean Date: 22 Dec 11 - 11:38 AM "Some will rob you with a six-gun; some with a fountain pen" (Woody Guthrie) " Hard times then; it seemed they'd never end, But we fought like hell and we lived to tell of the hard times once again" (Rick Fielding) |
Subject: RE: Great folk song lyrics From: Elmore Date: 22 Dec 11 - 11:54 AM I was born this way, I had no choice, I was born with the gift of a golden voice. Leonard Cohen |
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