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Lyr Req: The Gabalundi(?) Man / Gaberlunzie Man


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Sheila 18 Jun 97 - 11:15 AM
Alan of Australia 19 Jun 97 - 04:45 AM
Wolfgang Hell 19 Jun 97 - 05:06 AM
Frank in the swamps 19 Jun 97 - 06:36 AM
Susan of DT 19 Jun 97 - 08:14 PM
Alan of Oz 19 Jun 97 - 09:22 PM
Sheila 20 Jun 97 - 02:00 PM
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Subject: Lyric req: The Gabalundi(?) Man
From: Sheila
Date: 18 Jun 97 - 11:15 AM

I'm wondering if anyone has the lyrics for a song I taped off of the Thistle and Shamrock radio show on NPR. It's a Scottish song called the Gabalundi (spelling?) Man. It's about a Scottish king who disguises himself as a peddler and goes out among his people. He meets a peasant woman and falls in love with her. I don't get a lot of the words on my taped version of the song. Hoping someone knows this one. Thanks!

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Subject: RE: Lyric req: The Gabalundi(?) Man
From: Alan of Australia
Date: 19 Jun 97 - 04:45 AM

It's a Child ballad or an appendix to one. I should be able to find it in a few days, someone has borrowed that volume of my Child collection. The spelling is more like Gabalunyi.


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Subject: RE: Lyric req: The Gabalundi(?) Man
From: Wolfgang Hell
Date: 19 Jun 97 - 05:06 AM

Alan's right. It is CHILD 279 Appendix. There are several versions in the DT under different titles. You can find them by filtering with 279. The Tannahill Weavers did a version under the title "The Gaberlunzie man". You can find their lyrics on their homepage or directly under:

yours Wolfgang

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Subject: RE: Lyric req: The Gabalundi(?) Man
From: Frank in the swamps
Date: 19 Jun 97 - 06:36 AM

You'll find variants in Sam Henry's "Songs of the People" under "The Rambling Suilor" and "A Beggarman Cam' Ower the Lea." Also Ewan MacColl published it in "Folk Songs & Ballads of Scotland" by Oak publications ( U.S.). Of course, once you start tracking down a Child ballad, you may want to invest in a wheelbarrow just to tote around your references. Good hunting, Frank.

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Subject: RE: Lyric req: The Gabalundi(?) Man
From: Susan of DT
Date: 19 Jun 97 - 08:14 PM

Our Beggar Man (4) is very close to Child's #279 appendix, the Gaberlunyie-man

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Subject: Lyr Add: THE GABERLUNZIE MAN (from Ewan MacColl)
From: Alan of Oz
Date: 19 Jun 97 - 09:22 PM

OK, this may now be redundant, but as I've found the song and scanned it here is the version as printed in the aforementioned Ewan MacColl book.


Child 279 appendix

O, a beggar man cam' ower yon lea,
An' mony a fine tale he told me,
Seekin' oot for charity,
Will ye lodge a beggar man?

CHORUS: Lal lal tee too roo ree.

The nicht was cauld, the carle was wat,
An' doon ayont the ingle he sat,
Then he threw the meal-pock aff'n his back
And aye as he ranted and sang,

"If I were black as l am white,
As the snaw that lies on yonder dyke,
I wad dress mysel' some beggar-like
And awa' wi' you I would gang."

"0 lassie, 0 lassie, you’re far ower young,
And ye hae na the cant o’ the beggin’ tongue,
Ye hae na the cant o' the beggin' tongue
And wi' me ye canna gang."

"I'II bend my back and bow my knee,
And I'II put a black patch on my e'e,
And for a beggar they'll tak' me,
Syne awa' wi' you I will gang."

'Twas then they twa made up the plot,
To rise twa hours before the old folk,
Sae cannily they slipped the lock
And through the fields they ran.

Early neist mornin' the auld wife rose,
An' at her leisure put on her clothes;
Syne to the servant's bed she goes
To speir for the silly puir man.

She gaed to tile bed where the beggar lay,
Thee strae was cauld and he was away,
She clapped her hands and cried, "Welladay,
Is there ony o' oor guid gear gane?"

Some ran to the coffer, some ran to the kist
But naethin' was awa; that could be missed,
She danced her lane, cried "Praised be the blest,
I've Iodged an honest old man.

"Since naethin's awa' that we can learn,
The kye are to milk and the milk is to kirn;
Gae but the hoose, lass, and wauken my bairn
And bid her come speedily ben."

The servant gaed where the dochter lay,
But the sheets were cauld and she was away,
And fast to the gudewife she did say:
"She's awa' wi' the beggar man."

"0 fye gar ride, 0 fye gar rin!
And haste ye find they traitors again,
For she'll be brunt and he'll be slain,
The wearifu' beggar man."

Some rode on horseback, some ran on foot,
A' but the auld wife and she wasna fit,
She hobbled aboot frae hip to hip
An' aye as she cursed and banned.

.Meanwhile far oot ower yon lea,
Fu' snug in a glen where nane could see,
The twa wi' muckle sport and glee
Frae a new cheese cut a whang.

When years had passed some twa or three
The same beggar carle cam' ower yon lea,
Saying, "Gudewife, for your courtesie,
Will y lodge a silly, puir man?"

"A beggar, a beggar I'II ne'er lodge again,
l had ae dochter but ane o' my ain,
And awa' wi' a beggar man she's gane
And l dinna ken whence nor where."

"0, yonder she's coinin', ower yong lea
Wi' mony a fine tale unto thee,
An' she's gotten a baby on her knee
And anither yen comin' hame.

"0, yonder she's comin' to your bower,
In silk an' satin wi' mony a flower,"
She's held up her hands and she's blest the hour
That she followed the beggar man.


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Subject: RE: Lyric req: The Gabalundi(?) Man
From: Sheila
Date: 20 Jun 97 - 02:00 PM

I printed up all the different versions of this song, including the Tannahill Weavers' from their webpage. I think the version on the tape I have is by Ceolbeg. It seems to be a conglomerate of several of these versions. I'm sure I have plenty now to work with; Thanks to all who helped!! Now if I can only master that Scottish burr....


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