Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: GUEST,Felipa
Date: 18 May 20 - 10:05 PM

There's an ZIrish band called the Coronas
not particularly folky and they named themselves several years ago so nothing to do with the virus.
lots of videos on youtube

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: GUEST,Felipa
Date: 18 May 20 - 10:14 PM

Stilly River Sage's link didn't work for me. I found a couple of Everybody Must zStay Home videos on youtube

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ErFN7Y7qnLg The Connor Party

Lyrics:

Rainy day livin’ #2 and 17

You can catch it when you’re at the grocery store
You can catch it off the handle of a door
You can catch it from your friend just dropping by
You can catch it like a baseball from the sky
I know you feel so all alone
But everybody must stay home

You can get it if you’ve got the Memphis blues
You can get it you’ve got nothin to lose
You can get it if you’ve got the name Abraham
You can get it if you are the weatherman
I know you feel so all alone
But everybody must stay home

You could get it off the Parkin meetahs
You could Get it from hanging around the theatahs
You could get it if your name is Joan Baez
You could get it and then give it to the prez
I know you feel so all alone
But everybody must stay home

You might shake hands thinking you are brave
But you won’t be when you're set down in your grave
You might shake it like you shake your tambourine
You might shake it with bob Dylan in his dream
Well I know you feel so all alone
But everybody must stay home

Dont you go out to Maggies farm no more
You better scrub your hands like they made you scrub the floor
Dont bring those cracked lips any closer there Ramona
Dont share a beer especially a corona
I know you feel so all alone
But everybody must stay home

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: GUEST,Felipa
Date: 18 May 20 - 10:20 PM

a different Everybody must stay home, David Ippolito
lyrics on screen
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSng7op4FyY

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: GUEST,Jerry
Date: 19 May 20 - 12:45 PM

Is the run on bags of flour, as people dream of taking up baking bread and cakes, a universal phenomenon like toilet rolls? If not, this one might not work....

Where have all the flour bags gone?
Let’s all panic now,
Where have all the flour bags gone?
All have to go,
Where have all the flour bags gone?
Gone for stockpiles every one,
When will they ever learn?
Everything takes its turn.

Where have all the stockpiles gone?
Let’s all panic now,
Where have all the stockpiles gone?
All have to go,
Where have all the stockpiles gone?
Gone to waste bins every one,
When will they ever learn?
Everything takes its turn.

Where have all the waste bins gone?
Let’s all panic now,
Where have all the waste bins gone?
All have to go,
Where have all the waste bins gone?
Gone to insects every one,
When will they ever learn?
Everything takes its turn.

Where have all the insects gone?
Let’s all panic now,
Where have all the insects gone?
All have to go,
Where have all the insects gone?
Gone to young bats every one,
When will they ever learn?
Everything takes its turn.

Where have all the young bats gone?
Let’s all panic now,
Where have all the young bats gone?
All have to go,
Where have all the young bats gone?
Gone on menus every one,
When will they ever learn?
Everything takes its turn.

Where have all the menus gone?
Let’s all panic now,
Where have all the menus gone?
All have to go,
Where have all the menus gone?
Gone for recykes every one,
When will they ever learn?
Everything takes its turn.

Where have all the recykes gone?
Let’s all panic now,
Where have all the recykes gone?
All have to go,
Where have all the recykes gone?
Gone for flour bags every one,
When will they ever learn?
Everything takes its turn.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: GUEST,Jonathan Talbot
Date: 26 May 20 - 06:19 PM

The Streets of Manhattan
(Sing to the tune of “The Streets of Laredo” or the modified melody recorded by Lynette Hensley)

1. One morning while walking the streets of Manhattan,
The season was spring and the weather was fair.
I encountered a woman in a white linen lab coat,
Sweating with fever and gasping for air.

2. “You can see by my outfit that I am a doctor,”
These words she did say with a tear in her eye.
“Please keep your distance but stay here beside me
For I’ve got the virus and I know I will die.”

3. “Please say goodbye to my husband and children,
To my friends and companions, and also my folks.
Tell them that someone - that someone was lying
When he said the virus was only a hoax – yes…”

4. “The President told us we need not be fearful
His advisors stood ‘round him and nodded their heads,
But we ran out of masks for the doctors and nurses,
and we ran out of gowns and we ran out of beds.”

5. “Throughout our country the governors pleaded,
’Please send us supplies, we can’t fight this alone.’”
“The reply from a White House devoid of compassion
was ’I’m not your shipping clerk, you’re on your own.’”

6. “The CDC told us ’reuse your equipment…’”
“They said it was safe, but I didn’t agree.
Still l had to do what I could for each patient,
and the one I could not do the best for was me.”

7. Think of me kindly and comfort my family
And promise you’ll tell them, ‘cause I don’t have long.
That these are the words that I want on my tombstone:
"'She did what was right and she knew what was wrong.’”

8. Keeping my distance, I dialed nine-eleven
But before they could get there – she passed away.
And she wasn’t alone, there were more than eight hundred
Who died in Manhattan from the virus that day.

9. One morning while walking the streets of Manhattan,
The season was spring and the weather was fair.
I encountered a woman in a white linen lab coat,
Sweating with fever and gasping for air.

Lyrics © April 19, 2020 by Jonathan Talbot
www.talbot1.com
[e-mail]
Phone: [phone] (East Coast hours please)

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: The Doctor
Date: 14 Jun 20 - 06:07 AM

A song that I was going to call 'Cummings and Goings', but that might be too pointed, so I'll just call it 21st Century Broadside Ballad.

'Twas on a Monday morning, when I beheld my darling,
She really looked alarming and she had a high degree.
She looked so pale and weary, so I thought I'd best say cheerio.
Dashing along the motorway to drive my cares away.


'Twas on a Tuesday morning, when I beheld my darling,
She looked a little better so I thought I would go home.
She still looked pale and weary-o, but nothing like as bleary-o.
Dashing along the motorway to drive my cares away.


'Twas on a Wednesday morning, I felt an idea forming,
We'd go and see the family, it's just a little trip.
We'd go and have a heart to heart, albeit from six feet apart.
Dashing along the motorway to drive my cares away.


'Twas on a Thursday morning, just as the day was dawning,
The papers brought a warning that all was not OK.
They said I should have stayed at home, and left my family alone.
Dashing along the motorway to drive my cares away.


'Twas on a Friday morning I spoke unto my darling
And said we should be going home if I could see to drive.
I thought a local trip was best to see if I would pass the test.
Dashing along the 688 to drive my cares away.


'Twas on a Saturday evening, as through the traffic weaving,
I thought we'd make it home for tea if we could just press on.
But journalists were everywhere, it really wasn't very fair.
Crawling along the London streets to drive my cares away.


'Twas on a Sunday morning I went into the garden
And told them why I'd done it but they really weren't impressed.
And so I left them to it, for I certainly don't rue it.
Helping to run the government just drives my cares away.

                                                (Tune: Dashing away with the smoothing iron)

Hopefully the relevance has not entirely passed.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: GUEST,henryp
Date: 15 Jun 20 - 01:35 PM

The men who looked down on us
As they told us what to do
Now they topple daily
But, me, I fell for you

There's danger in the air
It's out of sight and out of view
But we can find a bubble
Where there's room enough for two

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: Tattie Bogle
Date: 18 Jun 20 - 03:19 PM

Another Dominic Cummings song, by Grant Simpson from the band, North Sea Gas (which I did post on another thread):

Cummings Went to Barnard Castle
(Tune: Willie’s gane tae Melville Castle)

Oh Cummings went to Barnard Castle
Wife and son an' a'
To test his eyes and tell some lies
Whilst spreading Co-ro-na
Cummings and these other toffs
Can do just as they please
Stay at home is not for them
Let’s go spread some disease...

The first day, well he felt quite rough
Perhaps it's just the flu
It can’t be this Covid 19
That's for the many, not the few
The second day it was quite clear
That something wasn't right
"To hell with this, let's drive up north.
Get away from all this shite."

He grabbed his wife, his son as well
And packed up his big car
We must away and isolate
But Durham is quite far
The rules are there, we cannot go
But to us, they don’t apply
We're rich, we do just what we want
If caught, we'll simply lie.

Afterwards in London Town
There was a big stramash
An interview in Downing Street
A bloody great car crash
We'll blame the press, we'll blame the plebs
We'll fight them, wait and see
And if they still won't go away
I'll bribe the BBC!

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 05 Aug 20 - 05:49 PM

Apologies if this has already been shared.

I stumbled across this one, from Australia:

Stay the Fuck at Home

Chris Franklin & The Isolators


When digging this up on YouTube I found a second version, same title but it seems to be a lot shorter - the Australian one evidently repeats because of so many performers.

Stay the Fuck at Home

To use this video in a commercial player or in broadcasts, please email [e-mail]
Stay the Fuck at Home   © 2020 Robert Emmett Kelly, Christopher John Franklin
Lyric by Chris Franklin (see https://youtu.be/sP40WX-nRcU)
SHEET MUSIC AT:
https://www.kevinlynchnj.com/store/p50/%22Stay_the_Fuck_At_Home%22_-_Sheet_Music.html#/

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: DADGBE
Date: 05 Aug 20 - 11:37 PM

This is based on Ry Cooder's version of Fiddlin' John Carson's The Farmer Is The Man Who Feeds Them All.

We quarantined through springtime, through summer, and through fall
But that virus worked the hardest and longest of us all
It worked through nights and Sundays, it worked each holiday
It settled down among us and never went away

When that virus came to town, it knocked us all right down
Oh, that Covid-19 could get us all
If you’ll only look and see, I know you will agree
That the virus could really get us all

The virus is the one, just look at what it’s done
That virus is the one to get us all
It gets us where we breathe, we can’t get no relief
That virus is the one to kill us all

The first few started coughing, then they couldn’t catch their breath
To the hospitals they went for help where many found their death
Some folks did get better, but then some more fell ill
Then the trickle turned to avalanche and then things went to hell

They came in by the hundreds, by the thousands, and then more
But not enough were tested so we didn’t know the score
How many were infected, how do we stem the flow?
The president decided that he didn’t want to know

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: DADGBE
Date: 05 Aug 20 - 11:41 PM

The root song here is Those Were The Days.

Once upon a time we had a culture
Full of lots of good, fun things to do
My favorite was singing songs together
Now that’s gone and left me feeling blue

Those were the days my friends, we thought they’d never end
We’d sing and dance forever and a day
We’d live the life we choose, we’d sit and chat and schmoose
For we were blind to what would come our way
        Lai, lai, lai, etc.

Back then we loved to eat and drink together
See the kids and say, “My, how they’ve grown!”
We’re older now and certainly more frightened
Having to spend our time alone

Now we’re all afraid to get together
Sacred that we’ll contact the Covid germs
Our elders’ generation is now passing
Reminding us we’ll all be food for worms

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: Jack Campin
Date: 08 Oct 20 - 11:03 AM

After the rule of six came into force;

- Johnnie of Braidislee got to carry on poaching since it would have taken seven foresters to get him

- Clerk Saunders was left to carry on shagging Lady Margaret since that seventh brother didn't join in

- they had to leave Uncle Tom Cobley behind when going to Widecombe Fair.

Others?

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 08 Oct 20 - 11:10 AM

The Men of Knoydart, had to let one of their number go.

Subject: RE: Song: When they reopen all the bars
From: GUEST,diplocase
Date: 15 Oct 20 - 01:40 AM

one more time, a little neater! cac

WHEN THEY REOPEN ALL THE BARS - COVID SONG
w/m by Penka Jane Culevski of Seattle
(one heck of a songwriter, and a lovely singer!)


1. I’ll drink my whiskey neat again
Sing in chorus with my friends
Wish well to Johnny, our dear bartend
When they reopen all the bars

—chorus—
When they reopen all the bars   
When they reopen all the bars
We’ll all shake hands and all link arms
When they reopen all the bars

2. I’ll give a hug to sweet Colleen
And hear her whistle bright and keen
When all of us may reconvene
When they reopen all the bars
        —chorus—

3. We’ll sit together knee to knee
Sharing tunes, and converse free
Passing hours cheerfully
When they reopen all the bars
        —chorus—

4. We’ll gayly greet old Jackie Tar
We’ll hunt the bucks of Oranmore          (The Bucks of Oranmore: Irish reel tune)
Banish misfortune, when frost’s all o’er         (Banish Misfortune: Irish jig tune)
When they reopen all the bars
        —chorus—

5. We’ll raise a glass, fear to dispel
And one for those who made us well
We’ll raise one more for those that fell
When they reopen all the bars
        —chorus—

6. We’ll gather then, long overdue
All our friendships to renew
I’ll kiss my love there in full view
When they reopen all the bars      
—chorus—x2

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 03 Nov 20 - 08:43 PM

I know this link has been shared, but I'm not finding the post. Someone asked on the Facebook page and I don't answer song questions there, they need to be here on the more durable Mudcat site.

The song is "Stay the Fuck at Home" by Robert Emmett Kelly and Christopher John Franklin.

Stay the Fuck at Home.

To use this video in a commercial player or in broadcasts, please email [e-mail]
Stay the Fuck at Home   © 2020 Robert Emmett Kelly, Christopher John Franklin
Lyric by Chris Franklin (see https://youtu.be/sP40WX-nRcU)
SHEET MUSIC AT:
https://www.kevinlynchnj.com/store/p50/%22Stay_the_Fuck_At_Home%22_-_Sheet_Music.html#/

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: GUEST,SqueezeMe
Date: 04 Nov 20 - 07:20 AM

A short covid-19 poem has lately been doing the rounds of F*c*book, usually credited as "anon", but occasionally to some one called "Les". To me it has the distinct flavour of something possibly from the pen of Les Barker, but I could be drawing a long bow here. Confirmation of authorship would be appreciated if anyone knows for sure...

OK, a little off topic for this thread, I realise, but it does contain a few nods to what may be loosely considered as folk songs, so thought it might be worth a mention here.

Enjoy!


COVID-19

I won't arise and go now, and go to Innisfree;
I'll sanitise the door knob and make a cup of tea.
I won't go down to the sea again; I won't go out at all;
I'll wander lonely as a cloud from the kitchen to the hall.

There's a green-eyed yellow monster to the north of Kathmandu,
But I shan't be seeing him just yet, and nor, I think, will you.
While the dawn comes up like thunder on the road to Mandalay,
I'll make my bit of supper and eat it off the tray.

I shall not speed my bonnie boat across the seas to Skye,
Or take the rolling English road from Birmingham to Rye.
About the woodland, just right now, I am not free to go
To see the Keep Out posters or the cherry hung with snow.

And no, I won't be traveling much within the realms of gold,
Or get to Milford Haven; all that's been put on hold.
"Give me your hand", I shan't request, albeit we are friends,
Nor come within a mile of you until this sh*t show ends.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: Jeri
Date: 04 Nov 20 - 08:45 AM

I haven't written down the lyrics, but here's Hard Times in the U.S. of A., from Harvey Reid

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: Richard Mellish
Date: 07 Nov 20 - 07:07 AM

Jamie Brown has posted a link on another thread to his own brilliant one.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: Richard Mellish
Date: 07 Nov 20 - 09:56 AM

And another one.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: GUEST,jamiebrownfolk
Date: 08 Nov 20 - 07:19 AM

Here's a satirical spin on 'The Lambton Worm' about the state of things in the UK...

Boris and The Jorm (Germ): The Lambton Worm 2020
- captions available -

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: FreddyHeadey
Date: 08 Nov 20 - 10:08 AM

GUEST,SqueezeMe - PM
Date: 04 Nov 20 - 07:20 AM

I won't arise and go now,

The oldest version I could find from google was on the Neston u3a website.
I've had this reply from Lesley after making enquiries via their webmaster.

"Thank you for contacting Neston and for following due diligence to ascertain the writer, however, this is not my poem.
A friend forwarded it to me and I sent it to someone in Neston U3A.
I had tried to find out who wrote it but it was a mystery. There was a bit of a mistake when it was shared on the Neston site as it was added with the phrase ‘from Lesley’ and then I asked for it to be made clear that it wasn’t ‘by Lesley’ ,,," Lesley Sutherland

but that line was still on their page, 7 Nov 2020

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs
From: FreddyHeadey
Date: 08 Nov 20 - 11:15 AM

^ That was dated 2020/05

Then I found it in the St John the Baptist France Lynch parish magazine, May edition, published April 21st
https://fliphtml5.com/hdjja/nvxp/basic
but it's still 'anon'.
To quote,,,
"This came to via a friend of a friend of a friend – we liked it enough to share with our readers but know nothing of its origin

Sorry we can’t help"

Subject: A cozy Covid Christmas
From: Black belt caterpillar wrestler
Date: 25 Dec 20 - 08:10 AM

Seeing as this song will hopefully soon only be useful as an historical document, here it is for posterity.

A COZY COVID CHRISTMAS.

It’s a cozy Covid Christmas not what we’ve had before.
Everybody’s ordered presents from a famous website store.
They’ve done it all at once to make the postage free
And now the boxes have arrived and their piled beneath the tree.

CH. There’s a book by a celebrity who’s just been in the news,
A calendar of the Lake District with rather splendid views,
A box of chocs from Weight watchers and loads and loads of booze,
And a voucher for a parachute jump you’re never going to use

You’ve never had to sit before and search from screen to screen.
Thinking what would suit a friend, who for months you haven’t seen
Then the thing that you decide on, they’ve just sold the last one
And you end up with a token and a “Bumper book of fun”

You decorate the Christmas tree and festoon it with lights
You scrounge some berried holly from some garden-center sites.
A little Santa’s grotto in the corner of the room
So it all looks very glamorous when you’re sitting there on Zoom

The parcels keep on coming, each one bigger than before.
They’re stuffed with crumpled paper and bubble-wrap galore.
Recycling all that packaging will really be a pain
You’ll never get your green credentials up to scratch again.

And then the day arrives at last, you’re on your own, but Lo!
Your family are on the screen, in boxes, row on row.
You open presents one by one and murmur “Oh how kind”
As you strip away the paper and this is what you find:

It’s time for Christmas dinner and you’re eating by yourself.
The turkey is enormous and it’s bent the oven shelf.
You’ve never eaten quite so much you’re vastly overfed
Thank God for all the toilet rolls you’ve stashed inside the shed.

It’s a cozy Covid Christmas, but remember, never fear.
If the politicians don’t sort it out there’s another one next year!


Merry Christmas

Robin

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: Felipa
Date: 25 Dec 20 - 03:32 PM

It was a long time since I listened to Coronavirus parodies on youtube, when I had a look a couple of days ago. There are a lot of new ones for Christmas time. The favourite song is 12 Days of Christmas (12 days of lockdown, 12 days of Corona, 12 days of covid, etc)

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: Mrrzy
Date: 25 Dec 20 - 04:47 PM

So far Gilbert&Sullivan or Lannigan's ball is my fave.

Would We Three Kings Are Six Feet Apart count?

Subject: Lyr Add: Trump Hymn, Updated
From: GUEST,Greg F. In Exile
Date: 26 Jan 21 - 06:37 PM

What's Old Is New Again. Heil Trump!


Battle Hymn Updated
                -Mark Twain


Mine eyes have seen the orgy of the launching of the Sword;
He is searching out the hoardings where the stranger's wealth is stored;
He hath loosed his fateful lightnings, and with woe and death has scored;
His lust is marching on.

I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded him an altar in the Eastern dews and damps;
I have read his doomful mission by the dim and flaring lamps—
His night is marching on.

I have read his bandit gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
"As ye deal with my pretensions, so with you my wrath shall deal;
Let the faithless son of Freedom crush the patriot with his heel;
Lo, Greed is marching on!"

We have legalized the strumpet and are guarding her retreat;
Greed is seeking out commercial souls before his judgement seat;
O, be swift, ye clods, to answer him! be jubilant my feet!
Our god is marching on!

In a sordid slime harmonious Greed was born in yonder ditch,
With a longing in his bosom—and for others' goods an itch.
As Christ died to make men holy, let men die to make us rich—
Our god is marching on.

See also:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U9C6fw9q1fo

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: cnd
Date: 28 Jan 21 - 10:11 AM

Here's one I heard recently related to COVID, among other things. It's more of a current events song but it definitely mentions Covid a few times. I really liked the wordplay in the song--it's a lot 'smarter' than many of these parody songs tend to be.

JP Harris - Take Off Your Tinfoil Hat (listen)

Well, I read on Reddit that the Reds are commin'
And by Reds I mean Blues that are secretly Commies
That were posthumously hired by Hugo Chavez to alter ballots
And the theory holds water if you don't overthink it
The water is a Kool-Aid, so don't ever drink it
And I only trust news that is tailored to my discerning palate

Did you know Q is the 45th letter in the alphabet
And that's how I know the 45th president
Sends secret codes in 45-character tweets
Oh, and D-Day's comin' and I'm armed to the teeth
Against tyrannical government except when I think
They need my unsolicited help quelling people's freedom of speech

CHORUS

So take off your tin foil hat
Don't you know that it's out of fashion
Don't you know that Jesus has found
All the ammo that you've been stashin'
You believe that 5G's
Comin' in the night to take your babies
Away for the Satanist hordes--good Lord!
Y'all must be bored, you need to get off the internet

Oh, the virus is fake, so I'm goin' to the beach
And a mask makes you wanna have sex with sheep
And I'll shoot you if you stop me from gettin' drunk over at Chili's
Oh, I've read between the lines, or at least every 20
I skimmed the report, somethin' seems funny
And the proof is all there, I just don't have the details, really

Well, global warming's a hoax from a super-computer
To take all our trucks and make us drive scooters
And micro-chip the masses, I just know it to be so
I want the freedom to die in a senseless mass shooting
I heard Obama was payin' the protests and looting
And the proof is in the basement of the Alamo

CHORUS

Oh, I said Lord--Good Lord!--you need to get off
Stay off
Get gone
From the internet

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: The Og
Date: 28 Jan 21 - 01:00 PM

Okay, let's try this...

The Virus       tune = Harry Pollitt (from back in the 60s)

Well, the Wet Markets of China, are a nightmare to behold,
A twisting, squirming, cesspool that will make your blood run cold.

A breeding place for squaller, unknown viruses and pain,
Disease and untold misery, in mixtures inhumane.

Well, the year was 2019, ’twas December I recall,
The virus started moving in a radiating crawl.

Word came from out of China, as the year was winding down,
Donald Trump told Woodward, “It’s sure to shut us down.”

        It’s sure to shut us down, sure to shut us down,
        Donald Trump told Woodward, “It’s sure to shut us down.”

“I hear the virus passes both by touch and in the air,
I’ll just try to hide it, there’s no need to cause a scare.”

Then Donald told the people, “This will soon be gone,
Just another pesky flu, some fluke phenomenon.” …some fluke (as above)

From China into Europe, creepin’ slowly to the west,
The population of the earth’s, soon under house arrest.

Fourteen days becomes a month, and maybe then a year,
2020’s not so fun, the future’s not so clear. …similarty

Now we’re living with the virus, COVID-19 is its name,
Times is gettin’ hard folks, things might never be the same.

Donald Trump declined, to lead in any way,
He thought if he ignored it, it might just go away.

For a man who questions science, in thought, and word, and deed,
He rode that helicopter all the way to Walter Reed.

Everybody has a say, to what good sense demands,
Stay inside, wear a mask, be sure to wash your hands.

One group trusts the doctors, another says, “No way.”
Folks just keep on dying, the vaccine is “on its way.”

Youth seem not to have a fear, it’s just the elderly,
Hate to say it, some fine day, you’ll be as old as me.

Until this virus is no more, and life begins anew,
I’ll strum upon my ol’ guitar and sing this song for you.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: GUEST,Charlie)Walker
Date: 01 Feb 21 - 09:53 AM

A song performed at the legendary Bridge Folk Club in Newcastle way back in March last year:

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Mg48WDAY7Ro

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: GUEST,Charlie)Walker
Date: 01 Feb 21 - 10:28 AM

Lyrics to the song above

Chorus:
What we ganna do?  What we ganna do? 
What we ganna do with the Wuhan Flu?
Everybody’s doomed, ‘cept me & you
So what we ganna do with the Wuhan Flu?

1.  Wor lass has got a cough & she’s tekken t've her bed
I’m not so grand meself so I’m sitting in me shed
I’m self-isolatin' ‘cos I’m feelin' very frail
With a vegan steak bake & a crate of Brown Ale
Chorus

(Y'e knaa what wu've got t'do..)
2.  Batten down the hatches, move your bed downstairs
There’s not a penny left in ya Stocks & Shares
Or run screaming down the street with ya hands in the air
And spend the kid’s inheritance like you just don’t care!
Chorus

(I’ll tell you what I did…)
3.  I said to the gaffer, ye knaa this cough
It’s spreading like the plague & I need a week off!
‘Cos I shook the hand of a lad wheizee mother
Got the bus to Blaydon with me best friends brother!
Chorus

(I’ll tell you what we've  aall got t'do….)
4.  Wash your hands, sing happy birthday twice,
Or count Boris Johnsons kids, that works just as nice.
And if you get infected I suggest that you try
To stick you head between your knees and kiss your arse goodbye!

Chorus

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: cnd
Date: 03 Mar 21 - 09:48 PM

Well, we're nearly through the weeds here. While I've seen a lot of songs here that encourage responsible behavior, I think the ones that will be more interesting historically are the ones that run contrary to that narrative. Here's one (well, really a poem) I came across re-posted on Facebook today. No comments on the opinions shared, but I think it's an interesting poem that captures the feelings of some people during this period of turmoil -- Covid et al.

When I sit down to read a book,
Some idjit says to me,
“Oppressor, check your privilege —
We’ll decide what you can see!”
And if I dare to contravene
Or decline to heed his quarantine,
Some philistine on Twitter sternly says,
“That literature’s obscene!
“You must do as we dictate,
“And we shall de-platform that hate!”

Now, what can I say
About the news today?

Under pressure from the mob
A gaggle of millionaires
— Dr. Seuss’s own literary heirs! —
Are nixing six books — they are pressing “Delete.”
And we’ll never again stroll down Mulberry Street.

That’s nothing new to us:
Just go ask Mark Twain
How the story of Huck Finn
Got flushed down the drain.

“Art should break rules!”
So they used to say.
But the fools’ new command
Is that art must obey.

Conformism’s victory is almost complete
So you’ll never again visit Mulberry Street.

The great and the small fry,
From Steinbeck to Weiss
Are pushed into the margins
Their words put on ice.
Harper Lee, Whitman, Rushdie, and Golding —
Faced with complaints, the school boards are folding.

Freedom of speech has nary a booster:
Not at The Atlantic nor Simon & Schuster.
The New York Times will bellow and bleat,
And the silence will echo down Mulberry Street.

No, this won’t do, this won’t do at all —
This won’t do, these minds so small!
If they see just one word that they deem indiscreet
They’ll melt into puddles on old Mulberry Street.

Hold on a minute! Has it come to that?
Yertle the Turtle? The Cat in the Hat?
The Whos down in Whoville —
All samizdat?

Informers informing, keep your eyes on your feet:
The Secret Police patrol Mulberry Street.

Must we be doomed to litigate
The past, which did not anticipate
The present? Must it be our sorry fate
To comically self-flagellate?

We live and we learn
And our attitudes change.
Every day is a new day —
But isn’t it strange
That people who sell books
Should have the conceit
To put up a roadblock on Mulberry Street?

The hucksters and hypocrites
Are quick to join forces
And report any wrongthink
To Human Resources.

I know what I know . . . and this isn’t right.

Amazon plots
In the dark of the night
And gone is a book
That won’t see the light.
But wouldn’t it be grand
If they cared half as much
About books as their brand?

Oh, but who needs all that reading when there’s Netflix to binge?
The Star-Belly Sneetches now have their revenge.

An intelligent book
Deserves someone to read it.
A book that starts fights?
We desperately need it.
An unpopular view?
The campus should hear it.
But both teachers and students
Are afraid to go near it.
They cling to their wubbies
And bury their faces.
Away with you ninnies —
Back to your safe spaces!

Go back to TikTok or stay home and tweet.
You don’t deserve to see Mulberry Street. ??

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: The Og
Date: 04 Mar 21 - 12:20 PM

To Stevebury, perhaps another version...

Six Foot Blues (C)
Based upon a 17 March 2020 “Mudcat” post by Steve Woodbury & Ann Bauer

C                      E                      A
Five-foot-two, that won’t do, gotta stay six feet from you,
D                   G                        C        G
Everybody’s got the six-foot blues.
C                         E                         A
Social distance, gets resistance, still the CDC’s insistence,
D                      G          C
Gives us all the six-foot blues.
    E                                              A
    Coronavirus, does inspire us, it’s all the news,
    D                                    G
    To obey what they say, must not hinder or confuse.
C                      E                         A
Miss my family miss my friends, I think loneliness offends,
D                G                        C
Everybody’ got the six-foot blues.

Don’t go out, stay in and pout, move the furniture about,
Reading all the the books I choose.
Au revoir, corner bar, thump upon that old guitar,
Social distance…do not schmooze.
    Antiseptic, brand new metric, is the routine,
    Conversation, separation, six feet is the in between.
There’s no debate, just vaccinate, lower the extinction rate,
Eliminate the six-foot blues.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: The Og
Date: 04 Mar 21 - 12:24 PM

And another...

The Virus (C) tune = Harry Pollitt or…Son of a a Gambolier

Well, the Wet Markets of China, are a nightmare to behold,
A twisting, squirming, cesspool that will make your blood run cold.

A breeding place for squaller, unknown viruses and pain,
Disease and untold misery, in mixtures inhumane.

Well, the year was 2019, ’twas December I recall,
The virus started moving in a radiating crawl.

Word came from out of China, as the year was winding down,
Donald Trump told Woodward, “It’s sure to shut us down.”

        It’s sure to shut us down, sure to shut us down,
        Donald Trump told Woodward, “It’s sure to shut us down.”

“I hear the virus passes both by touch and in the air,
I’ll just try to hide it, there’s no need to cause a scare.”

Then Donald told the people, “This will soon be gone,
Just another pesky flu, some fluke phenomenon.” …some fluke (as above)

From China into Europe, creepin’ slowly to the west,
The population of the earth’s, soon under house arrest.

Fourteen days becomes a month, and maybe then a year,
2020’s not so fun, the future’s not so clear. …similarty

Now we’re living with the virus, COVID-19 is its name,
Times is gettin’ hard folks, things might never be the same.

Donald Trump declined, to lead in any way,
He thought if he ignored it, it might just go away.

For a man who questions science, in thought, and word, and deed,
He rode that helicopter all the way to Walter Reed.

Everybody has a say, to what good sense demands,
Stay inside, wear a mask, be sure to wash your hands.

One group trusts the doctors, another says, “No way.”
Folks just keep on dying, the vaccine is “on its way.”

Youth seem not to have a fear, it’s just the elderly,
Hate to say it, some fine day, you’ll be as old as me.

Until this virus is no more, and life begins anew,
I’ll strum upon my ol’ guitar and sing this song for you.

Subject: : Coronavirus Songs workshop online 29 May 2021
From: Felipa
Date: 26 May 21 - 05:04 PM

Philadelphia Folk Song Society Spring Thing https://folksongsociety.wufoo.com/forms/2021-virtual-spring-thing/ includes a workshop Sat 29 May at 3 pm EST:
"Coping with Covid: songs and strategies of the pandemic"

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: Felipa
Date: 26 May 21 - 05:10 PM

oops Eastern Daylight Time zone

Philadelphia Folk Song Society Spring Thing https://folksongsociety.wufoo.com/forms/2021-virtual-spring-thing/ ncludes a workshop Sat 29 May at 3 pm EDT:
"Coping with Covid: songs and strategies of the pandemic"

Subject: Get that jab and Go! - Motley Crew
From: GUEST,CJB
Date: 04 Jun 21 - 01:53 PM

Another 'Wellerman' song ... was on BBC Morning News 04-06-21 ... with the Motley Crew shanty singers.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zQzV8BaRKOY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4fzXGRRcwFY

====

Subject: RE: Get the jab and Go! - Motley Crew
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 04 Jun 21 - 05:47 PM

100 years from now, who can say what songs will float to the top of the conversations of citizens or scholars about the pandemic of 2020-2021 (hopefully most of it ends this year.)

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: Felipa
Date: 31 Jul 21 - 09:30 AM

There's also songs about the vaccines

the Marsh Family have produced a lot of Pandemic song videos. Have the New Jab goes to the air of "Hallelujah"

Give Us the Vax by an Irish group Foil Arms and Hog

                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In Northern Ireland there is a big push now to get the 18-35 year olds vaccinated, but they are not coming forward in droves the way their elders did.

I came across a new Covid parody, a rewrite of Peter Hame's "I'm an Ordinary Man" (a song about lay-offs and unemployment). "I'm a vaccinated man" is a song about emerging from lock down.

It's not in very good taste, but may be just the sort of song to help inspire the younger crowd to go and get the Covid jab. [need however to parody whatever type of music they do listen to ...]

Among the things we can look forward to post-pandemic, this struck a chord with me!: "We can cough without being death-stared in the aisles."
         ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
UPDATE :
China's Sichuan province releases rap song to encourage Covid-19 vaccinations

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: Donuel
Date: 03 Aug 21 - 06:30 AM

Just a note of positivity amidst the gloom

to the tune
You've got to accentuate the positive

We're all testing Delta positive
Few are testing negative
With vaccine you are going to live
Don't mess with Mister Facebook meme

You've got to spread joy up to the maximum
Bring gloom down to the minimum
Have faith not pandemicmonium
Liable to walk upon the scene

To illustrate thier last remark
Bob in ICU, Gale in ambulance
What did they do
Just when everything looked so dark

Man, they said we better, accentuate the positive
Eliminate the negative
Latch on to the affirmative
Don't mess with Mister No Vaccine
No, do not mess with Mister No Vaccine

Do you hear me?
Oh, listen to me children and-a you will hear
About the eliminatin' of the negative
And the accent on the positive
And gather 'round me children if you're willin'
And sit tight while I start reviewin'
The attitude of doin' right
You've gotta accentuate the positive
Eliminate the negative
Latch on to the affirmative
Don't mess with Anti vaccine memes
You've got to spread joy up to the maximum
Bring gloom, down to the minimum
Otherwise pandemonium
Liable to walk upon the scene
To illustrate my last remark
Bob in ICU, Gale in ambulance
What did they say
Say when everything looked so dark
Man, they said we better accentuate the positive
Eliminate the negative
Latch on to the affirmative
Don't mess with Mister No Vaccine
No, don't mess with Mister No Vaccine

donuel

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 03 Aug 21 - 10:25 AM

https://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=167916

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: GUEST,Stan Ellison
Date: 03 Aug 21 - 11:20 AM

This is from a UK perspective. In the UK winds from the west and southwest are warm and wet. Winds from the east and north east are cold and frosty. I guess that in the US these wind directions may have different effects.

In February we had a longish spell of cold east winds and vaccinations had only just begun. It's just about out of date now but for what it's worth here is my February feast.

X:1
T:February Feast
C:R S Ellison
M:4/4
Q:120
L:1/8
K:Emin
A|"Em" B3 G G2 A2 |"D" F3 D D2 F2 |"Em" GF E2 "D" F2 D2 |"Em" E6 A2 |
w: The wind blows from the East a-gain and Fro-st lies on the ground. A
B3 G G2 A2 |"D" F3 D D2 F2 |"Em" GF E2"D" F2 D2 |"Em" E6 F2 |
w: Feb-ru-a-ry Feast a-gain where shi-i-vers do a-bound But
"G"G3 A BA G2 |"D"A2 F2 F2 A2 |"G"BA G2"Em" F2 E2 |"D" D6 F2 |
w: I will wa-it for West-ern winds and wa-arm-er rain to fall. And
"Em"G2 E2"D" A2 F2 |"G" B2 G2"C" c2 BA |"Em" GF E2"D" F2 D2 |"Em" E6 A2 |]
w: when my spi-rits rise a-gain I'-ll si-ng for one and all.
W:
W:
W:February Feast
W:
W:The wind blows from the East again and frost lies on the ground.
W:A February Feast again where shivers do abound.
W:But I will wait for Western winds and warmer rain to fall.
W:And when good spirits rise again I'll sing for one and all.
W:
W:This old and sandy coastal trail looks like a Christmas card.
W:But spirits, like the colours, pale when seasons are too hard.
W:Let April wake and Sea Pinks shake against their winter wall
W:And when good spirits rise again I'll sing for one and all.
W:
W:Now pubs are closed and meetings banned and singing has no sound
W:While masks and social distancing and Covid jabs abound.
W:Let silence end and voices blend and shake in homes and halls.
W:And when good spirits rise again I'll sing for one and all.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: Dan Schatz
Date: 03 Aug 21 - 11:54 AM

Missed this thread the first time around. Here's my song "Carry the Flame" written last March for the 1 year anniversary of the lockdown. Lyrics are embedded in the video.

Dan Schatz

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: Donuel
Date: 04 Aug 21 - 08:55 AM

Dan I like this better than 'candle in the wind'.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: Dan Schatz
Date: 06 Aug 21 - 04:16 PM

Thanks, Donuel.

Dan

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: GUEST,Holly Tannen
Date: 07 Aug 21 - 01:54 AM

I Could Not Stop For Covid
        by Homily Tannenson
Tune: The Bold Privateer   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qeHVVpx-ny4

I could not stop for Covid
So He kindly stopped for me.
The Seniors’ bus held only us
And my mortality.
        He slowly drove down Franklin Street
        As I lay down my phone
        And wondered what to say
        After nine long weeks alone.                

We passed the school where children once
Played soccer on the lawn.
The playground and the swimming pool,
But everyone was gone.
        He paused outside the coffee shop
        I used to go to eat
        But no one was inside now
        And no one on the street.

I shivered in the morning fog
The air was cold and dank
No neighbors in the hardware store
The grocery or the bank.
        I raised my mask and asked him
        Is poison on my breath?
        Or shall I live and witness
        My town condemned to Death?

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: GUEST,Holly Tannen
Date: 07 Aug 21 - 09:09 AM

I Could Not Stop For Covid
        by Homily Tannenson
Tune: The Bold Privateer   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qeHVVpx-ny4

I could not stop for Covid
So He kindly stopped for me.
The Seniors’ bus held only us
And my mortality.
        He slowly drove down Franklin Street
        As I lay down my phone
        And wondered what to say
        After nine long weeks alone.                

We passed the school where children once
Played soccer on the lawn.
The playground and the swimming pool,
But everyone was gone.
        He paused outside the coffee shop
        I used to go to eat
        But no one was inside now
        And no one on the street.

I shivered in the morning fog
The air was cold and dank
No neighbors in the hardware store
The grocery or the bank.
        I raised my mask and asked him
        Is poison on my breath?
        Or shall I live and witness
        My town condemned to Death?

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: GUEST,dave shiflett
Date: 07 Aug 21 - 09:31 AM

here is a covid quartet i wrote Through the Dark Valley -- covid quartet

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 07 Aug 21 - 10:28 AM

@Dave, I was going to ask if you'd post words, but I see there aren't any. Nicely done.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 07 Aug 21 - 11:12 AM

Glad's Rag (stay at home) The COVID lockdown you have when you're not having a lockdown.

Here in Sydney, in the land of Oz, & in much of our state we are in lockdown. Other states are also in lockdown, Delta covid is racing around, exacerbated by the vaccine "stroll-out", not for us an orderly & timely roll-out. We also have rule breakers, anti-vaxxers & fans of 'freedom'

The federal govt was in charge the stroll-out (our The Prime Minister is/was a friend & fan of Trump!) & our state govt is also to the right, so the references in the song refer to the confusion of the original lockdown which started in late June. It has since been tightened - there are now only 4 or 5 reasons to be outside - & extended & will end 28th Aug - covid permitting.

The stable door has been locked, kind of ...

sandra in sydney in the second month of lockdown

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Coronavirus Songs (COVID-19; Pandemic)
From: Helen
Date: 11 Aug 21 - 04:43 PM

What Sandra said.

Anyway, this song just popped into my head. It pre-dates COVID by 20 years but the lyrics are resonating with me right now, in the midst of a pandemic of mis-managing politicians. Right now I'd rather be in Victoria or Queensland or WA where the pollies seem to have their heads screwed on right. Oh well, enough of the political druthers, here's the song:

Powderfinger - These Days