Lyr Req: Go from My Window

Subject: Lyr Add Req 1 wd Go fm my window (diff)
From: Richard Bridge
Date: 04 Feb 01 - 06:34 PM

Well, that was quite tricky, to get the topic into the allowed space.

Here is a different version of a well known song from Shakesperian times. It was collected by my trouble and strife from a broadsheet, and the copy we have now has the last word missing! It has slipped her memory too.

Enjoy the song, but I do hope someone knows the last word! The rhyme scheme, such as it is, is not much help.

Cuckoo in his Nest

Go from my window my love my dove
Go from my window my dear
For the wind is in the west
And the cuckoo's in his nest
And you won't find a lodging here


Oh brave is the sight of the tossing leaves
As the wind sets off to the sea
But it's not one half as brave
As the handkerchiefs that wave
At the leavetaking of the quay


Oh brave is the sight of the full dressed ship
As off to the sea she sails
And goes flying on her way
Through the storms of Biscay Bay
To the ports of a foreign land


But when she returns to her native land
And sights her own cliffs too soon
There is nothing can grieve more
Than a voyage that is oer
And the anchor that's dropped too ????????

Subject: RE: Duplicate Thread
From: Joe Offer
Date: 04 Feb 01 - 06:59 PM

OK, So this is the thread to use. JoeClones, when working with duplicate threads, remember that the one at the top of the list is most likely to be correct, so delete duplicate messages from the others. I'll rename this one back to the original title.
-Joe Offer-

Subject: RE: Duplicate Thread
From: Jon Freeman
Date: 04 Feb 01 - 07:03 PM

Joe, this one was the one on top when I was editing. I think we had 3 things going on at once, me doing me bit, you yours and Richard Bridge posting his apology which is probably why you and I saw different posts at the top of the list.

Jon

Subject: RE: Lyr Add Req 1 wd Go from my window (diff)
From: GUEST,Roll&Go-C
Date: 04 Feb 01 - 07:09 PM

How about ...an anchor that is dropped too "soon"...

Subject: RE: Lyr Add Req 1 wd Go from my window (diff)
From: GUEST,Murray on Saltspring
Date: 04 Feb 01 - 08:00 PM

I think your guest must be correct, and the rhyme word in the second line must be wrong; but I can't think what it should be.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add Req 1 wd Go from my window (diff)
From: MMario
Date: 04 Feb 01 - 09:39 PM

seems to be a rhyme scheme of abccb -

soon, noon, goon, boon, tune, june, moon, boon, loon, spoon,

what if the second line is "and sights her own cliffs at last"

then the final line can become "and the anchor that is dropped too fast"

or could go with "..cliffs by the moon" and "dropped too soon."

Subject: RE: Lyr Add Req 1 wd Go from my window (diff)
From: Richard Bridge
Date: 05 Feb 01 - 06:55 AM

Hmm. I puzzled about rhyming "swound" (=swoon), but if scheme is truly abccb then the previous verse is wrong too.

Given that this was from a printed broadsheet, and partly the same as a fairly well known Shakesperian song, it's odd no-one knows it.

Subject: Lyr Add: GO FROM MY WINDOW (from Yorkshire Relish)
From: radriano
Date: 05 Feb 01 - 04:16 PM

I can't help with the missing word but I find this version very interesting. I'll check the Bodleian Library for other versions. The version I know is very similar to what's posted in the DT but with an additional verse. It's a traditional version from an English group called "Yorkshire Relish."

Go From My Window
Yorkshire Relish


Go from my window, my love, my dove
Go from my window, my dear
For the wind is in the west and the cukoo's in his nest
And you can't have a lodging here

Go from my window, my love, my dove
Go from my window, my dear
For the weather it is warm, it'll never do thee harm
And you can't have a lodging here

Go from my window, my love, my dove
Go from my window, my dear
For the wind is blowing high and the ship is lying by
And you can't have a harboring here

Go from my window, my love, my dove
Go from my window, my dear
For the window and the rain, they have brought him back again
And you can't have a harboring here

Go from my window, my love, my dove
Go from my window, my dear
For the devil's in the man that he will not understand
That he can't have a lodging here

Richard

Subject: RE: Lyr Add Req 1 wd Go from my window (diff)
From: MMario
Date: 05 Feb 01 - 04:19 PM

abccb rhyme again

Subject: RE: Lyr Add Req 1 wd Go from my window (diff)
From: GUEST,CraigS
Date: 05 Feb 01 - 07:07 PM

I have a friend, Dick Frost, who sings a version of this, but his version "doesn't have any ships in it because Bucks doesn't have a coast". On the other hand, I think the answer might be "deep", as a heavy anchor dropped too deep would possibly cause the vessel to keel over. Funny idea, though, when the object of the song is to warn someone not to enter an embarassing situation - the bit about ships in this version does not seem to suit the concept.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add Req 1 wd Go from my window (diff)
From: GUEST,Brian
Date: 06 Feb 01 - 09:22 AM

Sorry RB I can't help with the last word. Please let us know if you find out what it is. In the mean time, I'd sing 'soon'. It makes as much sense as any of the alternatives and the song is too good to loose for the sake of one missing word. By singing the song 'out' you may come across someone else who knows this version.

Craig. It's nice to see my old mucker Frostie getting a mention here. But you do him a dis-service, over the years he's sung more than one version of 'G F M W', including the second one posted here.

Bucks may not have a coastline now, but when Dick and I were lads the waves used to break at the bottom of the Chilterns. Mind you, Noah used to do boat rides then too!

Give the old bugger my regards, and tell him I hope to see him at 'Dog Days'.

Brian

Subject: Lyr Add: THE CUCKOLD SAILOR / GO FROM MY WINDOW
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 18 Oct 10 - 12:45 AM

From Ancient Ballads and Songs of the North of Scotland, Volume 2 by Peter Buchan (Edinburgh: W. & D. Laing, et al., 1828), page 221:


THE CUCKOLD SAILOR.

Go from my window, my dow, my dow,
Go from my window, my dear;
The wind's blowing high, and the sailor's lying by,
So ye cannot get harbouring here.

O go from my window, my dow, my dow,
O go from my window, my dear;
The wind's in the west, and the cockle's in his nest,
So ye cannot get harbouring here.

Go from my window, my dow, my dow,
Go from my window, my dear;
The wind and the rain have brought my love back again,
So ye cannot get harbouring here.

Go from my window, my dow, my dow,
Go from my window, my dear;
The devil's in the man, that he cannot understand,
That he cannot get harbouring here.