Subject: Lyr Req: carolling and crumpets From: GUEST,Fantum Date: 21 Nov 13 - 03:50 PM Hi, I bought John Kirpatricks song Carolling and Crumpets and having played it through a few times I am trying to decide if it's worth learning. As the thing is nearly 7 minutes long it does need a bit of thought. It's a lot of effort for a song that may only get one or two outings a year and can I do it well enough to keep an audience entertained for 7 minutes. So please is there anybody with a copy of the lyrics that I could scrounge. I can transcribe from the original song but this might save me a lot of effort. If you have to spend any significant time on answering forget and this idle brute will do it. Many thanks Fantum |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Carolling and Crumpets From: Joe Offer Date: 21 Nov 13 - 04:37 PM Reinhard Zierke has a nice page on John Kirkpatrick's Carolling and Crumpets album, but no lyrics. And I couldn't find lyrics at http://www.johnkirkpatrick.co.uk/. The CD booklet is here, with lyrics: http://www.thebeesknees.com/wp-content/uploads/FLED3060.pdf I found the song on Spotify, and it's a good one...but I don't feel driven to transcribe it. Nice to see a Christmas album with a Holstein on the cover. Holsteins remind me of home in Wisconsin, a good place to be at Christmas. -Joe- |
Subject: ADD: Carolling and Crumpets (John Kirkpatrick) From: Joe Offer Date: 21 Nov 13 - 05:17 PM Well, I was able to OCR it, more-or-less.... CAROLLING & CRUMPETS (John Kirkpatrick, 2006) There were eight maids a-milking their cows in the stall When they took out their milk, there was no-one at all But the mooing and chewing, it made such a din And a night like no other was about to begin Says Daisy, "My udders are bruised black and blue I had that new rough one, she hasn't got a clue" And they all started moaning how she'd made them sore When they heard a clip-clopping right outside their door. Then in comes a donkey with a man and a maid "Hell's haystacks! What a journey!" the donkey he said But before they could blink, she had brought forth a son Laid him in the manger, with them all looking on And the baby was piddling, and giggling with glee Great pictures of Paradise he made with his wee They hung in the air, glowing brighter than gold All the glories of Heaven for them all to behold "He's a pretty thing," said Buttercup, "but he's lying on our tea And I don't mind admitting, I'm quite peckish now," said she And a murmur of agreement went all round their shed As the name of each cow shone over each head Then a far greater light it shone down through the roof There were cherubim and seraphim, all bursting with truth And Gabriel, their gaffer, he arranged them in parts To sing them a song, and here's how he starts: Gaudete, gaudete, Chistus est natus Ex Maria virgine, gaudete (Sing twice, to the normal tune) "Well, I don't think he's local" said Hazel, in a huff "I never heard such language, such a silly load of stuff" Then up speaks young Parsley, the brains of the herd "Why, you great daft old lummox, I caught every word, They're having a party for the little baby boy And we're all invited to share in their joy There's a fine slap-up feast, and we shan't go without If you listen to their chorus, you'll soon work it out." Cows eat hay, but today it's juiced tomatoes Eggs for tea the turkey lay yesterday (Sing twice) The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes And little Lord Jesus, he gave them all cakes A scone for the donkey, and a bun for the hen And each cow had a crumpet, Alleluia, Amen! And Gabriel went round the heavenly host With a glass of mulled wine each, and hot buttered toast They were all in mid-guzzle, when shepherds came in So they had to lay off, and have another sing. As if that wasn't enough, then three kings did appear "Flipping heck, who'll be next? It's like madness in here." Poor Myrtle was flummoxed as the kings bowed their heads "Gold, frankincense, and myrtle," she thought they had said Says Parsley, "Wash your ears, girl, you're so blinking dense They said 'Gold, and fur, and then making sense' No use just being clever, common sense does the job" And the others all nodded, save Myrtle, who sobbed. That Gabriel came flying in for all he was worth Said "As you were all witness to Jesus's birth All beasts shall be honoured on this night every year To speak just like humans, in words loud and clear." "I won't know what to say, though" says Bluebell, all shy "I think I'll just 'moo' if there's people close by" "Well you won't catch me talking," said Hazel outright But Gabriel looked shirty, so she closed her lips tight He said, "It's a blessing being given unto you Whatever folks ask you, just answer them true And tell 'em what you saw here, and tell them again Of carolling and crumpets, Alleluia, Amen!" Alleluia, Amen Alleluia, Amen Of carolling and crumpets, Alleluia, Amen. (Repeat profusely) ©2006, Squeeze Music |
Subject: RE: req/ADD: Carolling and Crumpets (John Kirkpatrick) From: Mo the caller Date: 21 Nov 13 - 06:24 PM It's part of his Christmas show which we saw last year and enjoyed. Touring again this yesr zigzaging the country from Kent to Cumbria. A lot of carols etc. in versions different from the ones we knew best. And some to join in with too. |
Subject: RE: req/ADD: Carolling and Crumpets (John Kirkpatrick) From: GUEST,Fantum Date: 21 Nov 13 - 06:49 PM Thank you Joe and Mo for your efforts on my behalf, I did do a fair bit of googling but had failed dismally so I bow to your undoubted prowess on the web. Now to decide on what to do. My concern is less with me than how would it be received by an audience. Is there no end to the questions? Thank you both again Ray |
Subject: RE: req/ADD: Carolling and Crumpets (John Kirkpatrick) From: Joe Offer Date: 21 Nov 13 - 08:04 PM Well, Ray, you have to have just the right audience for this: Cows eat hay, but today it's juiced tomatoes Eggs for tea the turkey lay yesterday And you can't sing it for the same audience more than once a year. -Joe- |
Subject: RE: req/ADD: Carolling and Crumpets (John Kirkpatrick) From: GUEST,leeneia Date: 22 Nov 13 - 12:14 PM 1. Who would be your audience? A bunch of folkies in plaid shirts, holding banjos and guitars, would be all right. They're literary/philosophical enough to figure the song out. But a bunch of nursing-home patients or little kids would just think it's crazy. Is it set in the present or the past? It switches back and forth with dreamlike wooziness. Who's Myrtle? What does butter (from Buttercup) have to do with anything? Little Lord Jesus gave them all cakes? Isn't he a newborn baby? 2. As for the part about the Baby urinating, that's the callow modern male for you. Babies are wonderful creatures, you know. They are soft, clean and warm, wonderful to hold. As a friend of mine once said, "They win your heart." But say 'baby' to the typical modern male, and he instantly starts babbling about pee and poo. Calling them 'rugrats.' So stupid! |
Subject: RE: req/ADD: Carolling and Crumpets (John Kirkpatrick) From: GUEST,Fantum Date: 22 Nov 13 - 07:26 PM Thank you Joe and Jeeneia for your comments and my audiences are usually slightly older nice people with a good sense of humour and they tolerate me with good grace. Jeeneia I looked with interest at your analysis of the song but in the recent past I analysed Kiplings poem Recessional and that was enough to keep me sated for a while so forgive me if I don't take up the discussion. Your friends right about babies Regards Ray |
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