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Lyr Req: The Green Cockade (Cornwall)

GUEST,Guest 16 Jun 10 - 08:52 AM
pavane 16 Jun 10 - 09:21 AM
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GUEST,Terry McDonald 16 Jun 10 - 09:33 AM
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Subject: Lyr Req: The Green Cockade (Cornwall)
From: GUEST,Guest
Date: 16 Jun 10 - 08:52 AM

Is anyone able to supply me with the words for the Cornish version of the Green Cockade ... as sung by Mo Keast, an excellent Cornish song interpreter. I would be very grateful for any help. Thanks.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Green Cockade (Cornwall)
From: pavane
Date: 16 Jun 10 - 09:21 AM

No, but in case it is relevant (probably not), there is an old (Irish) song of that name in the Bodleian Ballad Library, set in 1798

Starts: O, the glorious days of my grandad true


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Green Cockade (Cornwall)
From: GUEST,Guest
Date: 16 Jun 10 - 09:30 AM

Sorry, thanks for taking the time to reply but not the version I am looking for.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Green Cockade (Cornwall)
From: GUEST,Terry McDonald
Date: 16 Jun 10 - 09:33 AM

It's in 'Canow Kernow, Songs and Dances from Cornwall' published by the Federation of Old Cornwall Societies in 1966.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Green Cockade (Cornwall)
From: GUEST,Terry McDonald
Date: 16 Jun 10 - 12:13 PM

Here's what's in Canow Kernow:

My love is newly listed, he wears a green cockade
He marched away and left me, like any roving blade

Ch: Oh My poor heart, oh my poor heart
My very heart is breaking all through the loss of him.

His team of oxen ploughing, their loss now plainly show
The very ground he trod upon, the grass refused to grow.

If only I had told him, one half my grief and pain
My lad would never listed, to sail away to Spain.

Oh soon the leaves will wither, and ev'ry flower decay
The beauty of a young maid will likewise fade away.


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