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Lyr/Tune Req: I Wonder When I Shall Be Married DigiTrad: I WONDER WHEN I SHALL BE MARRIED KIMMAGE THREE LOVELY LASSES Related threads: Lyr Req: Oh I wonder I never got married... (16) Lyr Req: Three Lovely Lasses in Bannion/Kimmage (53) Lyr Req: Three Lovely Ladies from Bannion? (1) (closed) In Mudcat MIDIs: I Wonder When I Shall Be Married |
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Subject: I Woner When Shall I Be Married From: John in Brisbane Date: 24 Aug 00 - 02:03 AM The lyrics are in the DT, but no tune, and comes from a recording by Jean Ritchie. I'd just finished notating a tune for it 'My Father Has Forty Good Shillings' when I realised that I'd been working on a different song structure. Does anyone know the version in the DT please? The print version that I have is quite unusual. Regards, John |
Subject: RE: Tune Req: I Wonder When Shall I Be Married From: Joe Offer Date: 24 Aug 00 - 02:13 AM I've got it in a Jean Ritchie songbook, John. I'll send one copy to you, and one to Mudcat MIDIs. the lyrics are here (click) in the database. How's you talk me into doing this?I'm tired, and I wanna go to bed... -Joe Groggy- |
Subject: RE: Tune Req: I Woner When Shall I Be Married From: John in Brisbane Date: 24 Aug 00 - 02:27 AM Anytime you like Joe. It's a lovely day tomorrow. Regards, John |
Subject: Info: I Wonder When Shall I Be Married From: Joe Offer Date: 24 Aug 00 - 02:35 AM Here are Ritchie's notes from Folk Songs of the Southern Appalachians: Our family has its worries. There were eleven girls born in our house, and only three boys, and that seemed to be pretty much the pattern all through the community. This little song the girls used to sing over the dishwashing, and by the time the older ones got up into their teens, it had come to have real meaning. By the time I came along, it was well established in our locality as "the Ritchie old-maid song."-Joe Offer- |
Subject: RE: Tune Req: I Woner When Shall I Be Married From: GUEST,Alex Date: 24 Aug 00 - 03:34 AM The McCalmans used to do a song called "Proposal and Acceptance" the chorus of which was :
"And I wonder when I'll be married |
Subject: RE: Tune Req: I Woner When Shall I Be Married From: GUEST,Bruce O. Date: 24 Aug 00 - 11:48 AM It's from Lawrence White's "Maidens sad complaint for want of a husband", of the later 1670's. It's in the Scarce Songs 1 file on my website. A short version with tune is in 'The Scots Musical Museum'. |
Subject: RE: Tune Req: I Woner When Shall I Be Married From: GUEST,Bruce O. Date: 24 Aug 00 - 12:07 PM I forgot. You can now see the two 17th century copies on the Bodley Ballads website. Do a simultaneous search on 'sad' and 'husband'. It's ZN2061 in the broadside ballad on my website. |
Subject: RE: Tune Req: I Woner When Shall I Be Married From: Alan of Australia Date: 09 Sep 00 - 09:56 AM G'day, Thanks to Joe the tune for "I Wonder When I Shall Be Married" can be found here at the Mudcat MIDI site.
Cheers, |
Subject: RE: Tune Req: I Woner When Shall I Be Married From: Bsondahl Date: 09 Sep 00 - 06:50 PM I wrote some new words to the lyrics for the flu season: I wonder when I shall be merry, oh, be merry, etc. For I have been feeling quite ill. A cough and a fever and headache, Oh the headache, etc. A cough and a fever and headache, oh why did I get out of bed. I got some good pills from the doctor, Oh the doctor, etc. I got some good pills from the doctor, and the bill will be paid in five years. And now my stomach is queasy, Oh so queasy, oh so quesy, And now my stomach is queasy, oh, that's why I got out of bed. I think the old flu is over, oh, it's over, etc, I think that the old flu is over, and the stomach flu's taking it's place... Brad Sondahl http://pages.about.com/~sondahl |
Subject: Lyr Add: I WONDER WHEN I SHALL BE MARRIED From: Jim Dixon Date: 18 May 10 - 10:40 AM From The Universal Songster, Volume 3 (London: John Fairburn, et al., 1826), page 399: I WONDER WHEN I SHALL BE MARRIED. My father has forty good shilling, Oh! ay, good shilling; And never a daughter but I; My mother, oh! she is right willing, Oh! ay, right willing, That I should have all when they die, And I wonder when I shall be married! Oh! ay, be married! My beauty begins to decay: I soon must get hold of somebody; Oh! ay, of somebody, Before it is all gone away. My shoes they are at the mending, Oh! ay, at the mending; My buckles they are in the chest! My stockings are ready for sending, Oh! ay, for sending; Then I'll be as brave as the best, So I wonder when I shall be married, &c. |
Subject: RE: Lyr/Tune Req: I Wonder When Shall I Be Married From: GUEST,^&* Date: 18 May 10 - 11:43 AM Great to see that book online - it's an amazing collection. |
Subject: Lyr Add: THE MAIDEN'S SAD COMPLAINT FOR WANT OF... From: Jim Dixon Date: 20 May 10 - 01:39 PM From the Bodleian Library Ballad Catalogue, Douce Ballads 2(145a) The Maidens sad complaint for want of a Husband Wherein she briefly doth declare, The want of a mate makes her despair: She hath her portion all in houshold goods, Yet none of those that wear scarfs & hoods. For she commends herself to any man, That will but please her all the best he can. To the new Westcountrey Tune, or Hogh, when shall I be married? By L. W. O when shall I be married, hogh be married? My beauty begins to decay: 'Tis time to find out some body, hogh some body, Before it is quite gone away. My Father hath forty good shillings, hogh good shillings. And never a daughter but I: My Mother is also willing, hogh so willing, That I shall have all if she die. I have gotten some mony about me hogh about me, For to help me in time of need: Five shillings pray do not flout me, hogh not flout me, For I will be married with speed. My Father did give me a dish, hogh and a spoon, And a table made of an old board: Some young men will for me wish, hogh will wish, When they hear how bravely I'm stor'd. My Mother she gave me a ladle, hough a ladle, And that for the present lies by: My aunt she hath promist a cradle, hogh a cradle, When any man with me does lie. A pipkin my Unkle he gave me, hogh he gave me. And milk-porrage in it I make: And I let them burn too so bravely, hogh so bravely. To shew that a slut I do hate. I have got two spoons & a trencher, hogh a trencher. With porringers made of clay: Some squires son that is a wencher hogh a wencher, I wish he would fetch me away. I have got a soft bed to lie on, hogh to ly on, With feathers an ell long I say: But the most of all my sorrow, hogh my sorrow, Is for want of Batchelors play. Fine piggins & noggins my cozen, hogh my cozen. Has gave me that are so good: With taps and fossets a dozen, hogh a dozen. And a chamber-pot made of wood. Thus young men I have declared hogh declared. My houshold stuff which do lie by: These seven years I have despaired hogh despaired, For fear I a maiden should die. If any Youngman will have me, hogh will have me, And no other maiden esteem: I will maintain him bravely, hogh so bravely, And feast him with curds & cream. For I am a girl thats willing, hogh is willing. To change my maiden name: So with me he will be billing, hogh be billing. I dont care from whence he came. Then Thomas, Robin or Willy, hogh or Willy, Come any that is a man: Let be Ralph or Jarvis silly, hogh wise or silly, Come love me as well as you can. If any one will me marry, hogh me marry. I'll love him wondrous well: For if long I should tarry, hogh should tarry. I fear I shall lead apes in hell. F I N I S London, Printed for Rich. Burton at the Horse-shoe In West-Smithfield. |
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