Lyr Req: The Bowld Sojer Boy (Samuel Lover)

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Bowld Sojer Boy (Samuel Lover)
From: AmyLove
Date: 24 Mar 17 - 11:29 PM

Recording by Derek Warfield:

Bold Soldier Boy

And there's some interesting information about the song here, starting at the bottom of page 38:

Eccentric Nation: Irish Performance in Nineteenth-century New York City

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Bowld Sojer Boy (Samuel Lover)
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 01:40 PM

Sheet music for THE BOWL'D* [sic] SOJER BOY by Samuel Lover can be seen at The Lester S. Levy Collection of Sheet Music (or click for a PDF).

It is marked "Sung with enthusiastic applause by Mr. Collins, also by the author in his Irish Evenings."

New York: Jaques & Brother, [no date].

* BOWL'D is the spelling on the cover; BOWLD in the title on page 1; and sometimes BOW'LD in the text!

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Bowld Sojer Boy (Samuel Lover)
From: MartinRyan
Date: 24 Jan 11 - 06:19 PM

Once again - great work, Jim!

Regards

Subject: Lyr Add: THE BOWLD SOJER BOY (Samuel Lover)
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 24 Jan 11 - 06:06 PM

From Handy Andy by Samuel Lover (London: Frederick Lover, 1842), page 351:

THE BOWLD SOJER BOY
Samuel Lover

1. Oh there's not a trade that's going,
Worth showing,
Or knowing,
Like that from glory growing,
    For a bowld sojer boy;
Where right or left we go,
Sure you know,
Friend or foe
Will have the hand or toe,
    From a bowld sojer boy!
There's not a town we march thro',
But the ladies, looking arch thro'
The window-panes, will search thro'
    The ranks to find their joy;
While up the street,
Each girl you meet,
With look so sly,
Will cry,
'My eye!
Oh, isn't he a darling, the bowld sojer boy!'

2. But when we get the route,
How they pout
And they shout,
While to the right about
    Goes the bowld sojer boy.
Oh, 'tis then that ladies fair
In despair
Tear their hair,
But 'the divil-a-one I care,'
    Says the bowld sojer boy!
For the world is all before us,
Where the landladies adore us,
And ne'er refuse to score us,
    But chalk us up with joy:
We taste her tap,
We tear her cap—
'Oh, that's the chap
For me!'
Says she;
'Oh, isn't he a darling, the bowld sojer boy?'

3. Then come along with me,
Gramachree,
And you'll see,
How happy you will be
    With your bowld sojer boy:
Faith! if you're up to fun,
With me run;
'Twill be done
In the snapping of a gun,'
    Says the bowld sojer boy;
'And 'tis then that, without scandal,
Myself will proudly dandle
The little farthing candle
    Of our mutual flame, my joy!
May his light shine,
As bright as mine,
Till in the line
He'll blaze,
And raise
The glory of his corps, like a bowld sojer boy!'

Subject: Bold Sojer Boy
From: Roy Klinola
Date: 03 Sep 97 - 03:01 AM

There's a funny old novelty tune from the 19th century called, The Bold Sojer Boy. I know the tune, but need the words...