Lyr Add: Old Fox Wassail II

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Old Fox Wassail II
From: GUEST,Susie
Date: 05 Dec 10 - 06:16 PM

Watersons!

Subject: Lyr Add: HALSE WASSAIL SONG
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 04 Dec 10 - 09:28 PM

From an article "Wassailing the Apple Trees" by F. J. Snell, in The Antiquary, Vol. 29 (London: Elliot Stock, March, 1894), page 123:

[The fox doesn't come in until verse 3.]

HALSE WASSAIL SONG.

Wassail, wassail, all round the town,
The zidur-cup is white, and the zidur is brown.
Our zidur is made from good apple trees,
And now, my fine fellows, we'll drink, if you please.
We'll drink your health with all our heart,
We'll drink to 'e all before we part.

[CHORUS?] Here's one, and here's two,
And here's three before we goo.
We're three jolly boys all in a row,
All in a row, boys, all in a row,
And we're three jolly boys all in a row.

This is our wassail, our jolly wassail,
And joy go with our jolly wassail.
Hatfuls, capfuls, dree basket, basketfuls,
And a little heap in under the stairs.

Down in a green copse there sits an old fox,
And there he sits a-mopping his chops.
Shall we go catch him, boys—say, shall we go?
A thousand to one whor we catch him or no.

There was an old man, and he had an old cow,
And for to keep her he couldn't tell how,
So he bild up a barn to kip his cow warm;
And a liddle more liquor 'll do us no harm.

And now we'll go whooam, and tell our wife Joan
To put in the pot the girt marrow-bone,
That we may have porridge when we do cum whooam.

There was an old man, and he lived in the West,
The juice of the barrel war what he loved best.
He loved his ould wife so dear as his life,
But when thay got drunk, why thay soon cum to strife.


[I don't know what to make of the variable number of lines per verse, but that could be rectified by splitting into 2-line verses, and stealing a line from Conrad's version.]

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: NEW!FOUND! WOW!Old Fox Wassail II
From: MMario
Date: 10 Feb 00 - 04:57 PM

where is it? I don't see it.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: NEW!FOUND! WOW!Old Fox Wassail II
From: Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 10 Feb 00 - 04:21 PM

see new thread for sumner wassail... just out of the oven... Conrad

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: NEW!FOUND! WOW!Old Fox Wassail II
From: Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 10 Feb 00 - 01:40 PM

That is four star peasant.... next new wassail song in about 15 minutes.... a wild collection... Conrad

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: NEW!FOUND! WOW!Old Fox Wassail II
From: AllisonA(Animaterra)
Date: 10 Feb 00 - 11:11 AM

This is great! I'm always looking for something new like this.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: NEW!FOUND! WOW!Old Fox Wassail II
From: Bert
Date: 10 Feb 00 - 09:50 AM

Thanks 'Conrad four star' that looks to be a great song. I must put it on my 'to learn one day' list.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: NEW!FOUND! WOW!Old Fox Wassail II
From: Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 10 Feb 00 - 09:36 AM

Notation is here: The Fox

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: NEW!FOUND! WOW!Old Fox Wassail II
From: Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 10 Feb 00 - 09:28 AM

Link to the midi for the above is : http://www.geocities.com/CapitolHill/5567/fox.mid Sorry about the confusion but at least it is minimized!

Conrad

Subject: Lyr/Tune Add: OLD FOX WASSAIL
From: Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 10 Feb 00 - 09:25 AM

A fun newly found wassail song- it is now on the pages of the wassail epicenter! http://www.geocities.com/CapitolHill/5567/wassail.html (with midi for the same)

Old Fox Wassail 2

For midi Sound click here

Down in the old lane there sits and old fox,
A-mounching and licking his dirty old chops.

Shall we go catch him my boys if we can?
Ten thousand to one if we catch him or none.

Catch im or none, catch him or none,
Ten thousand to one if we catch him or none.

Wassail, wassail all over the town,
Our cup it is white and our ale it is brown.

The great dog of Langport has burnt off his tail,
And this is the night we go singing wassail,

I will go home to old mother Joan,
And tell her to put on the big marrow bone.

Boil it, an boil it, and skim off the scum,
And we will have porridge when we do go home.

Home my boys, home, home my boys home,
And we will have porridge when we do go home.

Wassail, wassail all over the town
Our cup it is white and our ale it is brown

Spoken:
Bud, blossom, bloom and bear,
Ready to tear,
So that we shall have apples and cider next year,
At-fuls, cap-fulls, three-bushel bag-fuls,
Little heaps under the stairs,
Cider running out gutter-holes,
Hip, Hip, Hurrah.^^

-Noted by Cecil J. Sharp, Sung by Mr. Charles Ash, Crowcombe, Somerset, Sept. 15th, 1908, Journal of the Folk Song Scoiety,  B 1914-16, #18, Jan. 1914, 11. Wassail Song, Second Version.,pp. 28-30.

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T:Old Fox Wassail II
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C:Traditional
S:Ceil Sharp/ Sung by: Mr. Charles Ash, Creowcombe, Somerset, Sept.15, 190
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