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Joe Offer 27 Jul 20 - 06:08 PM
GUEST,Gerry 20 Jul 20 - 08:30 PM
GUEST,Gerry 20 Jul 20 - 08:22 PM
Mysha 15 Jul 20 - 09:01 AM
Noreen 15 Jul 20 - 05:17 AM
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Richard Mellish 14 Jul 20 - 06:04 AM
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Subject: RE: Mudcat Worldwide Singaround - Doors open NOW!!!!
From: Joe Offer
Date: 27 Jul 20 - 06:08 PM

Sung by Chris Lamb today.

Zoom Song
By Ruairidh Greig

   Off we go it’s time for a Zoom,
   A poem, a song or even a tune.
   Off we go, it’s time for a Zoom,
   Meeting together but not in one room.

Coronavirus has split us asunder
But thanks to this program, it’s really a wonder
We can all get together, though many miles apart
And share our performances straight from the heart.

Make sure you’ve selected “Original Sound”
It’s quite beneficial, most people have found
And try to sit with some light on your face
Your grins and your grimaces might go to waste.

Always remember be nice to your host
If you forget, you will suffer the most
And if you don’t mute when you know that you should
You may well find you’ve been muted for good.

Please don’t make your intro too long,
It shouldn’t go on and on and on.
There’s plenty of others still waiting to sing
So don’t be a Zoom Hog, it isn’t the thing.

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Subject: RE: Mudcat Worldwide Singaround on Zoom-Today!!!
From: GUEST,Gerry
Date: 20 Jul 20 - 08:30 PM

Here are the lyrics I sang for Tumba-bloody-rumba.


He looked for work at muster-time, we tried him as a rider,
We tried him as the rouseabout and as the cook’s off-sider.
He said he'd sailed the seven seas, he’d been up in Alaska,
He’d been in every western state from Texas to Nebraska.

Chorus (repeat after each stanza):
He said he’d shorn a sheep or two and cut a bit of lumber,
And waged war on the kangaroos at Tumba-bloody-rumba.

We tried him as a shearer, we tried him as a stacker,
We tried him digging rabbits out. He wasn’t worth a cracker.
He had a shop in Singapore, he owned a pearling lugger,
He was a champ at baccarat, Australian Rules and rugger.

He never showed his aptitude at jobs he was allotted,
But showed his skill upon the booze, and cigarettes he blotted.
He said he’d climbed the Matterhorn, he’d been a union leader,
And years ago in Adelaide he was a pigeon breeder.

We tried him digging fencing posts, we tried to find his caper,
Until that happy pay-day when he got his piece of paper.
I wonder what he's up to now, perhaps back on the lumber,
Or shooting kanga-bloody-roos at Tumba-bloody-rumba.

Authorship in dispute, set to music by Warren Fahey. If you want the tune, there's a recording by Warren on Youtube.

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Subject: RE: Mudcat Worldwide Singaround on Zoom-Today!!!
From: GUEST,Gerry
Date: 20 Jul 20 - 08:22 PM

Here are the lyrics I used for Do Youi Think That I Do Not Know.

Do you think that I do not know
Henry Lawson

They say that I never have written of love, as a writer of songs should do
They say that I never could touch the strings with a touch that is firm and true
They say I know nothing of women and men in the fields where Love's roses grow
I must write, they say, with a halting pen do you think that I do not know?

My love-burst came, like an English Spring, in days when our hair was brown
And the hem of her skirt was a sacred thing and her hair was an angel's crown
The shock when another man touched her arm, where the dancers sat in a row
The hope, the despair, and the false alarm do you think that I do not know

By the arbour lights on the western farms, you remember the question put
While you held her warm in your quivering arms and you trembled from head to foot
The electric shock from her finger-tips, and the murmuring answer low
The soft, shy yielding of warm red lips do you think that I do not know

She was buried at Brighton, where Gordon sleeps, when I was a world away
And the sad old garden its secret keeps, for nobody knows to-day
She left a message for me to read, where the wild wide oceans flow
Do you know how the heart of a man can bleed do you think that I do not know

I stood by the grave where the dead girl lies, when the sunlit scenes were fair
Neath white clouds high in the autumn skies, and I answered the message there
But the haunting words of the dead to me shall go wherever I go
She lives in the Marriage that Might Have Been do you think that I do not know

I used a tune by Chris Kempster. Another well-known musical setting is by Slim Dusty. Best recording, for my money, was by Declan Affley.

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Subject: RE: Mudcat Worldwide Singaround on Zoom - Mondays
From: Mysha
Date: 15 Jul 20 - 09:01 AM

Folk Song And Music Hall

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Subject: RE: Mudcat Worldwide Singaround on Zoom - Mondays
From: Noreen
Date: 15 Jul 20 - 05:17 AM

Thanks Vikki!

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Subject: RE: Mudcat Worldwide Singaround on Zoom - Mondays
From: YorkshireYankee
Date: 14 Jul 20 - 08:44 PM

Oops, forgot to turn the link into a blue clicky...

FOLK SONG AND MUSIC HALL: The intersection of folk and music hall...

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Subject: RE: Mudcat Worldwide Singaround on Zoom - Mondays
From: YorkshireYankee
Date: 14 Jul 20 - 08:26 PM

Here's the link I mentioned last night:

The intersection of folk and music hall, the songs and social history

It's the creation of John Baxter:

"This site features a collection of Songs sung in the Music Halls, the stories of those songs and the people who sang them, and how these songs relate to traditional music of the British Isles. I hope it will encourage people to sing the songs, so where possible I include videos and links to sheet music .

"It also has my blog about the social history of Music Hall. I hope to comment on various ways in which it relates to the social history of folksong. I am mostly bringing together information found by others – though I occasionally delve in Victorian newspapers..."

Really been enjoying these sessions; great songs, great singing! Thanks again to Joe, Noreen and Casey.

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Subject: RE: Mudcat Worldwide Singaround on Zoom - Mondays
From: Richard Mellish
Date: 14 Jul 20 - 06:04 AM

Joe said
> Feel free to post whatever you like here (especially lyrics to songs you have sung or will sing)

Here's the one that I sang last night, North Sea Oil

Down by the North Sea shore, a while before now,
While seeking me fortune and rambling around,
I met a little mermaid, very pretty as I recall
And I asked this fond creature where I might find oil.

"Well I know a little oil well not very far from here
And I've been watching over it with the tenderest care
And no-one's been near there since I was a child
And I think you'd find profit to drill there a while."

So I set up my rig and I made a fine stand,
And this sweet little creature gave me a helping hand,
Saying "Daddy, oh Daddy, it makes my blood boil
When you set up your rig to go boring for oil."

Well I kissed this little creature ten thousand times o'er
As we toiled there together all on the sea shore,
With a pillow under her fish-tail, for fear it should soil.
I spat on me auger and went boring for oil.

Well I hadn't been drilling three minutes or four.
At a few inches depth, boys, the gusher did pour.
And she wriggled and giggled, and she said with a smile
"Oh bear down on that auger, for I think you've struck oil."

But it was just a few days after, a thought came in me head,
For the end of that auger was rusty and red.
And I took it to the doctor, and he said with a smile
"I think you struck shale when boring for oil."

I got it from my own recording of Bert at Dingle's Folk Club in London on 4th April 1973.

I have deliberately not checked the above words against the recording, so feel free to spot any folk-processing that I may have done over the years.

In his introduction he refers to earlier versions, so maybe I was wrong in saying that this is one that was entirely his own work rather than his improved version of an existing song, but I suspect that in this form it is mostly his work.

Then again, maybe someone would like to go looking for the earlier versions.

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Subject: ADD-Don’t Know the Words.(for My FavoUrite Things)
From: YorkshireYankee
Date: 30 Jun 20 - 01:49 AM

And here are the words for my UK vs US English parody of "My Favorite Things", as a number of people seemed interested. (I've posted it in a Mudcat thread before now, but I've revised it since then, so might as well share the updated version.)

Below the lyrics, I've added a glossary, for those who may not be familiar with all the terms.

Don’t Know the Words... (for My FavoUrite Things)
TTO: Rodger & Hammerstein’s My Favorite Things
New words: Vikki Appleton Fielden

Jelly is jam here, and jello is jelly
The car has a boot and my foot wears a wellie
Mention “sultanas”, I think "Eastern Kings"
Don’t know the words for my favourite things

Summat is not where you go when you’re climbing
Jumper is not someone into sky diving
Bob is Your uncle, the Beeb is your aunt
Don’t know the words to explain what I want

If my languish causes anguish; if you think me sad
Oh, won’t you remember I’m just a poor Yank,
and that’s why I talk... so bad

Beer’s sold by landlords instead of bartenders
Don’t tell the clerk that your man needs suspenders
Braces are not always worn on your teeth
Rubber is nothing to do with a sheath

I stand in line; over here it’s called queueing
Lines are engaged but they never need wooing
You stop while five while I stay until four
Knob isn’t always a thing on a door

If I speak, luv, like a freak, luv; if you think me mad
Oh, won’t you remember I’m just a poor Yank,
and that’s why I talk... so bad

Biscuits are sweet but a tart can be racy,
a Nice bit o’ crumpet might wear something lacy
Crackers are not always eaten with cheese
Folks don’t wear flannels but you can wear fleece

Chips come with haddock; and crisps in a packet
Soccer is football and baseball’s not cricket
Stockings have ladders and Cricket has runs
Baps is the word for my favourite buns

If you’re thinkin’ I’ve been drinkin’; if I seem a cad
Oh, won’t you remember I’m just a poor Yank,
and that’s why I talk... so bad

Two pints of bitter was not a bad notion
Held up two fingers and caused a commotion
I didn’t quack but you called me a duck
Muffler’s not something to quiet a truck

You call me luv; I don’t know who you are, pet
But when I say shag, ducks, I only mean carpet
Met a cute bloke at the Anchor & Bull
Kept my hands off him but he said I pulled

I get confused but I can’t ask my granny
My knickers are knackered and show off my f...reckles
You can go barking though you’re not a dog,
Everyone goes to the loo in a swamp... (um, bog!)

If my diction causes friction; if I’m misconstrued
Oh, won’t you remember I’m just a poor Yank,
and that’s why I talk... so rude!


UK/Yorkshire word – US word
jelly – Jello
jam – jelly
preserves – jam
boot – (car) trunk
wellie (short for Wellington) – boot
sultana – raisin (sort of: raisins and a sultanas are produced from the same grape but a raisin is dried naturally, and a sultana is dipped in veg oil and acid and then dried.)
summat – something (I think it's a corruption of somewhat)
jumper – sweater
Bob's your uncle – you're all set/in good shape
Auntie Beeb – the BBC
landlord – pub owner
suspenders – garter
braces – suspenders
rubber – condom
queue – line
line – telephone line
engaged – busy
stop – stay
while – until
knob – dick
biscuit – cookie
tart – loose woman
nice bit of crumpet – very attractive woman (usually young)
cracker – very attractive woman
flannel – washcloth
fleece – warm jacket (often woolen)
chips – french fries
crisps – potato chips
football – soccer
ladder – run (as in stocking)
steps – ladder
baps – bread rolls
holding up two fingers is like flipping the bird to someone – rudest possible gesture (but it's ok if you do it like a peace sign).
meduck/ducks – dearie
muffler – scarf
silencer – muffler
luv – darlin'
pet – dear
shag – have sex with
pulled – successfully picked up/scored
knickers – undies
pants – underpants
knackered – worn out
fanny – pussy (as in woman's "front bottom")
barking – mad
bog – bathroom (Brits think we're rather silly to call it a bathroom, especially if there's not even a bath in it)

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Subject: Songs from the Mudcat Worldwide Singaround
From: Joe Offer
Date: 08 Jun 20 - 02:46 PM

We started the Mudcat Worldwide Singaround in June, 2020, and it has been a wonderful gathering every Monday since then. I don't know how long it will go on, but I hope to stay with it until it fades away. I have an ulterior motive for this singaround - to add song research material for Mudcat. Gerry Myerson has recently been compiling lists of songs such at the singaround, and many people have submitted the lyrics to the songs they sang. I'm going to use this thread to serve as a home for those lists and lyrics. Gerry will be a moderator of this thread.

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