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Subject: Lyr Add: CLAUDY BANKS From: Barry Finn Date: 30 Dec 08 - 12:29 AM I learn this from the singing of Jeff Warner Claudy Banks (Collected by Jeff Davis & Dick Swain from Fred Redden of Middle Musquodoboit, Nova Scotia, ca 1990.) In youth I craved adventure, to Australia I did stray Leaving friends and my dear mother for adventure far away She begged me not to leave her or to return some day To the bonny banks of Claudy, ten thousand miles away Chorus: Oh blame me not for weeping, oh blame me not I say For I long to see my mother, ten thousand miles away Last night as I lay sleeping, I had a dreadful dream I thought I saw my mother who was waiting there for me She said that she must leave me, she could no longer stay By the bonny banks of Claudy, ten thousand miles away Today I got a letter, it came from sister dear Telling me of my dear mother and wishing I were there She said that they have laid her in a grave so cold and gray By the bonny banks of Claudy, ten thousand miles away I wish I were a little bird, I'd fly so far away, To the bonny banks of the Claudy, ten thousand miles away. As the years roll on before me, I'll sometimes kneel and pray. For the bonny banks of Claudy, ten thousand miles away. Last verse complied from Almedia Riddle's version |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,Blake Pierce Date: 29 Dec 08 - 10:21 PM Thats my great grampa and you dont have the full song |
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Subject: RE: Correction: "Rock Me to Sleep" Posting From: GUEST,Uncle Jaque in Maine Date: 03 Oct 08 - 09:46 AM While rummaging through my binder of 19th C. music and practicing "Mother", I happened upon a print out of a reply to the e-mail that I mentioned. Apparently it was Cathie RYAN who did "Mother". Since Robin Spielbuerg did that TV gig with her, and I'm not sure but what she backed her up on piano, I got the two mixed up. In the letter Ms. Ryan mentions that she found the lyric by E.A. Allen in a book by Tillie Olsen titled "Mother to Daughter, Daughter to Mother". When Cathie went to write the score, having pretty much given up on finding the original, she says that it just "came to her" as if the Poetess had sent it from beyond the veil. It seems that she liked the melody until she found out that the chap who wrote it - "Ernest LESLIE, according to my copy of the score - stole Allen's poem as the lyrics and essentially screwed her out of a share of the royalties due to her. Rotten bum that he was for that, I reckon that he has been judged in a much less biased Court by now, and the judgment was much more equitable than it was in the first hearing here on Earth. Since that old score I consider to be settled, and this song having long since passed into the "Public domain", the perpetrator no longer to gain any fruits of his deceit, I personally have no moral reservations in "stealing" it back from Leslie to share with a public which, for the most part, has never before in their lives heard it. In doing so I always try to give full and due credit to Ms. Allen for her beautiful and moving tribute to Mothers everywhere. Should she somehow be aware of the goings on back here among the mortals, I sincerely hope that she would approve. The full web address to the scanning of this score only opens the photobucket home page and you can't access my pictures without a password, as far as I know. But thanks to a suggestion from Geoff the Duck on another topic, I was able to tweak the URL so as to open the file page with a few scannings of my collection (I have several boxes full of old stuff like this); click on the thumbnail of the last picture, and that should open it for you. Let me know if it works! Rock Me to Sleep, Mother; Scanned Score with chords (By ear) For the chords below the staff, capo up to the 3rd fret - for a Baritone anyway. YMMV, of course. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: TO BE A SOLDIER From: Banjiman Date: 03 Oct 08 - 03:49 AM TO BE A SOLDIER Let me sing you of my son So bright and brave is he Just 16 and he's left school Now he's gone away from me He's gone away from me He's off to be a soldier boy To fight for his homeland He's learning how to use a gun He says he is a man He says he is a man My son just heard about Iraq The sand and sun shine bright The leaving it has come and gone His face was shining bright His face was shining bright Let me sing you of my son A man he'll never be Got taken to another man's war Is he ever coming back to me? Is he ever coming back to me? He landed in Bhazra town The heat was so intense I wondered why he'd been sent there But to him it all made sense To him it all made sense He and the lads got up to go To ride out on patrol The car that pulled up alongside Blew out their very souls Blew out their very souls My son, little one, oh my boy My tears you cannot see Tangled in another man's war You're never coming back to me You're never coming back to me Let me sing you of my son So bright and brave was he Just 16 when he left school He'll not come home to me He'll not come home to me Music and lyrics by Wendy Arrowsmith © 2006 |
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Subject: Lyr Add: MY MOTHER (from Hank Snow) From: GUEST,''Mother'' Date: 02 Oct 08 - 11:46 PM I was looking for the words to one of my mothers old songs she used to sing. I could not find on this search. After I wrote them down, I just thought maybe someone else might be interested in this song? Words are below. MY MOTHER As sung by Hank Snow There are friends who will want you, but just for a day. There are pals you think true, but they'll cast you away; But there's one loving soul, boys, I'll sure recommend. Through this old world of sorrow, she'll be true till the end. Mother, though her hands are all wrinkled and old, Mother, silver hair that has lost all the gold-- You left her alone, went to roam through the years, But all that you left her was heartaches and tears; So kiss her old brow, whisper softly and true, "Mother, you're just an angel and I love you." [Spoken:] On the door of a cottage, a wreath sadly hung, And a hearse stood there waiting as the choir softly sung. There were flowers in their beauty, and the old parson he prayed. This was the last tribute, as they left for her grave. She won't meet you tonight, son, when you crave her caress. She has reared you to manhood, and now you've laid her to rest. Those flowers in their beauty, ah, to her they're unknown, 'Cause tonight she's with the angels up around God's great throne. So don't wait that late, son, to try and repay. Give those flowers and give those treasures, and give them today. Let her know that you love her, and kindly show her that you care, 'Cause she's your mother, God love her; she's as true as a prayer. So kiss her old brow, whisper softly and true, "Mother, you're just an angel and I love you." |
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Subject: Lyr Add: ROCK ME TO SLEEP (Elizabeth Akers Allan) From: GUEST,Uncle Jaque Date: 02 Oct 08 - 08:37 PM Some years ago while performing some Civil War era songs on my gut strung parlor guitar sitting on a barrel at one of our 3rd Maine Volunteers reenactments, a group of spectators approached and listened for a while. In the center of the flock was the obvious Matriarch, who I'd guess to be in her 90s at least, hobbling along with a walker, surrounded by at least 3 generations of her family. When I'd finished the tune, the elderly lady asked: "Sonny; do you know 'Rock Me to Sleep, Mother'?" Somewhat embarrassed by my ignorance, apologetically confessed that I had never so much as heard of it! "That's a pity" she said; "My Mother used to sing me to sleep with that song back when I was but a child.". Obviously, that was a loooong time ago! It just so happened that the lady reenactor sitting nearby in her hoop skirt and bonnet was in her 20th century persona the Curator for the 5th Maine Regimental Hall and Museum on Peak's Island off of Portland, Maine. Overhearing our interchange, she remarked that she had just been going through a dusty cardboard box of old papers in the attic of the hall and came across some sheet music with that very title! A week or so later, in response to my fervent request she sent me a Xerox copy of it. I don't read music worth a hoot, but the lyrics about broke my heart. Eventually I picked and poked through the score to get the jist of the melody, and found that it was no less than beautiful. A check of the Smithsonian and LOC Archives turned up no reference to "Rock Me to Sleep Mother" or any recording of it ever having been made. Apparently although it was written in 1860 and had been fairly popular at the time of the Civil War, it had slipped into the oblivion of obscurity before recording technology was invented. The Levy collection has a couple of versions of the poem set to other scores, none nearly as pretty as the one I have though. It seems that Elizabeth Akers Allan was a woman ahead of her time - an Artist, Journalist, Civil War Correspondant, Sculptress and Poetess. After she wrote the poem of "Mother" a male Composer set it to music and made a lot of money off of it, as it was a big hit. Of course Elisabeth got no credit or royalty for her work. She sued the guy, but back then women did NOT sue men, and she only got a token settlement. After a couple of failed marriages and numerous exploitations, she died a pauper and is buried in Portland. Back about 5 years ago I guess we happened to have the TV on to the Morning Show (which we hardly ever do) on Mother's Day, and I heard a lovely female voice singing a pretty song - and something about the lyrics sounded familiar. Stepping into the room where the TV was, I heard some of the lyrics and realized that although the melody was different, she was singing "Rock Me to Sleep"! Turns out it was Robin Spielberg singing the old song, the first time I'd ever heard anyone other than myself sing it (and she does a much better job of it, by the way.). Looked her up on line and sent her an E-mail, to which she graciously and surprisingly replied. It seems that she was perusing an old book of poetry about Mothers in a New York City Library and came across one that really got to her. It was Allen's poem. She searched high and low for a score to it but since she never could find it, she composed her own. Actually, it isn't all that far off from the original. At her concerts, she would ask the audience if anyone had ever heard of this song in it's original score. Up to that point, none had. So I emailed back; "How would you like the other four verses (It has 6; she only had 2) and the original score as published in 1860?" She seemed delighted, as I was to provide the missing material to her. I don't know if she ever performed or recorded it in it's original form or not - I'd love to hear her do it though! This song was written for a voice like hers. It took me a while to figure out the chords to play it by, but I finally figured out that by capoing up to the third fret I could play it in "G" and have my vocal range about cover it. This is one of those old tunes that uses up a lot of range! I'd really like to hear someone who knows what they're doing and has the range for it perform it. I'd like to hear it done by a solo female, backed up with a harpsichord, hammer dulcimer, perhaps a violin - but definitely a bass viol. A bass viola teamed up with those lyrics will tear your heart out on a foggy night, i'll betcha. I'd post the scanning of my score... if MC would let me. But FWIW the lyrics: ******************************** ROCK ME TO SLEEP, MOTHER Elizabeth Akers Allan Portland, Maine Civil war Journalist \ War correspondent c. 1860 Backward, turn backward, O time in your flight, Make me a child again just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep; - Rock me to sleep, Mother; - rock me to sleep! Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years! I am so weary of toil and of tears, - Toil without recompense, tears all in vain, - Take them, and give me my childhood again! I have grown weary of dust and decay, - Weary of flinging my soul-wealth* away; Weary of sowing for others to reap;- Rock me to sleep, mother; rock me to sleep! Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue, Mother, O mother, my heart calls for you! Many a summer the grass has grown green, Blossomed and faded, our faces between: Yet, with strong yearning and passionate pain, Long I to-night for your presence again. Come from the silence so long and so deep; Rock me to sleep, mother, - rock me to sleep! Mother, dear mother, the years have been long since I last listened your lullaby song: Sing, then, and unto my soul it shall seem Womanhood's years have been only a dream. Clasped to your heart in a loving embrace, With your light lashes just brushing my face, Never hereafter to wake or to weep; - Rock me to sleep, mother, - rock me to sleep! Over my heart, in the days that have flown, No love like mother-love ever has shone; No other worship abides and endures, Faithful, unselfish, and patient like yours: None like a mother can charm away pain From the sick soul and the world-weary brain. Slumber's soft calms o'er my heavy lids creep; Rock me to sleep, mother,- rock me to sleep! Come, let your brown hair, just lighted with gold, Fall on your shoulders again as of old; Let it drop over my forehead to-night, Shading my faint eyes away from the light; For with it's sunny-edged shadows once more Haply will throng the sweet visions of yore; Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep; - Rock me to sleep. mother. - rock me to sleep! * One version prints as "Soul-Wreath" |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,Kak Date: 01 Oct 08 - 08:57 PM I'm trying to remember the name of a popular country song from a few years back. It was sung by a female - (it might have been Faith Hill, but not sure) it's about a young girl leaving town w/her family and sees her best friend out of the back window of the car, her Mother says the same phrase - that is said all through out the song - and in the end the Mother dies, while the girl is at her bedside and the same phrase keeps going through out the song. Can anyone help me with the name of this song. Thanks in advance for your help. |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: open mike Date: 13 May 08 - 07:45 PM I am sorry to hear of your loss, Brakn. |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: Brakn Date: 13 May 08 - 05:00 AM I see I first posted to this thread nearly 10 years ago and have just read through it. Thanks all. My mother died last Tuesday. |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: eddie1 Date: 13 May 08 - 02:12 AM If you want a real mother/tearjerker song try almost anything by Goebbel Reeves! Eddie |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,Seth in Olympia Date: 12 May 08 - 11:22 PM I recently found a cassette of Hamish Imlach in the local Goodwill with some great songs on it, including "I DIDN'T RAISE MY BOY TO BE A SOLDIER" with four or five verses, a fine spirited march with pipes and drums that my children and grandchildren love to sing in the car. seth from Olympia |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST Date: 22 Mar 08 - 01:06 PM I would add the Irish rebel song IRISH SOLDIER BOY to this thread. Painful last verse starting with: Goodbye, God bless you Mother dear, I hope your heart won't pain. (I have a couple of versions on vinyl somewhere). Chris Muriel, Manchester |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,The Mole Catcher's unplugged Apprentice Date: 19 Mar 08 - 12:58 PM 'The Statler Brothers : More Than Just A Name On The Wall' this is an absolutely beautiful song, thanks for including the lyrics. Wesley. Charlotte (the view from Ma and Pa's piano stool) |
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Subject: Lyr Add: I DIDN'T RAISE MY BOY TO BE A SOLDIER From: GUEST,Joseph de Culver City Date: 19 Mar 08 - 12:53 PM Brack& mentioned 'Pal of My Cradle Days' What about this WWI anti war song: I DIDN'T RAISE MY BOY TO BE A SOLDIER (Al Piantadosi and Alfred Bryan) Ten million soldiers to the war have gone Who may never return again; Ten million mothers' hearts must break For the ones who died in vain Head bowed down in sorrow, in her lonely years, I heard a mother murmur thro' her tears: CHORUS/"I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier, I brought him up to be my pride and joy. Who dares to place a musket on his shoulder, To shoot some other mother's darling boy?" Let nations arbitrate their future trouble, It's time to lay the sword and gun away. There'd be no war today, If mothers all would say, "I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier." What victory can cheer a mother's heart, When she looks at her blighted home? What victory can bring her back All she cares to call her own? Let each mother's answer in the years to be, "Remember that my boy belongs to me." CHORUS^^^ My dad's uncle [Al. Piantadosi) composed the music for both songs and many others. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: MORE THAN JUST A NAME ON THE WALL From: Wesley S Date: 18 Mar 08 - 05:15 PM This one is about the Viet Nam War Memorial The Statler Brothers : More Than Just A Name On The Wall I saw her from a distance As she walked up to the wall In her hand she held some flowers As her tears began to fall And she took out pen and paper As to trace her memories And she looked up to heaven And the words she said were these... She said Lord my boy was special, And he meant so much to me And Oh I'd love to see him Just one more time you see All I have are the memories And the moments to recall So Lord could you tell him, He's more than a name on a wall.. She said he really missed the family And being home on Christmas day And he died for God and Country In a place so far away I remember just a little boy Playing war since he was three But Lord this time I know, He's not coming home to me And she said Lord my boy was special, And he meant so much to me And Oh I'd love to see him But I know it just can't be So I thank you for my memories And the moments to recall But Lord could you tell him, He's more than a name on a wall.. Lord could you tell him, He's more than a name on a wall.. |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: topical tom Date: 18 Mar 08 - 02:08 PM If this song has been mentioned I didn't see it.Though not involving death, this brings chills and tears to my eyes every time I hear it. Coat of Many Colors |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,Tom Bliss Date: 18 Mar 08 - 12:25 PM but does it qualify under the thread title...? 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety Err... sorry? It's a song about a mother laying out her dead son. No -silly me, my mistake! |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: The Mole Catcher's Apprentice (inactive) Date: 18 Mar 08 - 12:21 PM NEEDLE AND THREAD by Henry Clements but does it qualify under the thread title...? 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety Charlotte (the view from Ma and Pa's piano stool) |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: SINSULL Date: 18 Mar 08 - 12:20 PM HELLO, CENTRAL, GIVE ME HEAVEN (for my Mommy's there) |
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Subject: Lyr Add: NEEDLE AND THREAD (Henry Clements) From: GUEST,Tom Bliss Date: 18 Mar 08 - 12:16 PM Needle and Thread by Henry Clements (HenryClem) This is a simply brilliant anti war song that saves the punch till the very last line. There's usually a shocked silence when I finish, then thunderous applause - for Henry I'm thinking of your mother, Jack, as she patched your dungarees She said you were a terror, Jack, forever climbing trees The bumps and scrapes and bruises, Jack, she'd ease your cares away She'd patch you and your trousers, Jack, and wave you out to play I'm thinking of your mother, Jack, as your blazer badge she sewed You'd passed to go to Grammar, Jack, what pride your mother showed But the uniform was costly, Jack, came with such sacrifice But she dressed you up so smartly, Jack, wouldn't have it otherwise I'm thinking of your mother, Jack, machining gloves for pence Her fingers worn to leather, Jack, that you might have a chance She toiled that you might study, Jack, she sewed that you might reap And if she seems old already, Jack, she's given you her sleep. I'm thinking of your mother, Jack, as she polishes your shoes She's pressed the suit she gave you jack, for important interviews She said it didn't matter, Jack, when there were no jobs to be found Things would soon get better, Jack, but you couldn't hang around I'm thinking of your mother, Jack, the day that you left home You'd signed to be a soldier, Jack, though to her you're hardly grown And she's written you such letters, Jack, though she had no news at all She was knitting you a sweater, Jack, when the Captain came to call I'm thinking of your mother, Jack, as she polishes your shoes She's pressed the suit she gave you jack, for important interviews Too many bumps and bruises, Jack, and no more trees to climb I'm thinking of your mother, Jack, she's dressed you one last time |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: The Mole Catcher's Apprentice (inactive) Date: 18 Mar 08 - 11:28 AM "Forgive me, Charlotte, but I couldn't help get a fleeting image of "the wars on Ma and Pa's piano stool" My husband is in Afghanistan with the Canadian Armed Forces Charlotte (the view from ma and Pa's piano stool) |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: banjoman Date: 18 Mar 08 - 08:06 AM Surprised nobody mentioned Hank Williams who has a number of "Mother" songs including "MOTHER IS GONE" |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: fumblefingers Date: 18 Mar 08 - 01:39 AM This tearjerker takes a bit of careful listening. Drunkard's plea |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: Snuffy Date: 17 Mar 08 - 09:00 PM Forgive me, Charlotte, but I couldn't help get a fleeting image of "the wars on Ma and Pa's piano stool" |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,K Goodwin Date: 17 Mar 08 - 05:08 PM A question for guest J. Harshman. You mentioned a song "The Skinniest Man" My grandmother sang a song about the skinniest man she ever saw that come from Hokenspoken. I wandered if this would by chance be the same song...? |
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Subject: Lyr Add: JUST BEFORE THE BATTLE MOTHER From: GUEST,The Mole catcher's unplugged Apprentice Date: 17 Mar 08 - 01:40 PM Just Before The Battle, Mother. Just before the battle, mother, I am thinking most of you, While upon the field we're watching With the enemy in view. Comrades brave are 'round me lying, Filled with thoughts of home and God For well they know that on the morrow, Some will sleep beneath the sod. CHORUS: Farewell, mother, you may never Press me to your breast again, But, oh, you'll not forget me, mother, If I'm numbered with the slain. Oh, I long to see you, mother, And the loving ones at home, But I'll never leave our banner, Till in honor I can come. Tell the traitors all around you That their cruel words we know, In every battle kill our soldiers By the help they give the foe. CHORUS: Farewell, mother, you may never Press me to your breast again, But, oh, you'll not forget me, mother, If I'm numbered with the slain Hark! I hear the bugles sounding, 'Tis the signal for the fight, Now, may God protect us, mother, As He ever does the right. Hear the "Battle-Cry of Freedom," How it swells upon the air, Oh, yes, we'll rally 'round the standard, Or we'll perish nobly there. CHORUS: Farewell, mother, you may never Press me to your heart again, But, oh, you'll not forget me, mother, If I'm numbered with the slain. - George F. Root (c. 1864) Charlotte (awaits the return of loved ones from the wars on Ma and Pa's piano stool) |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: topical tom Date: 17 Mar 08 - 01:20 PM An extra verse to "A Mother's Smile here |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: topical tom Date: 17 Mar 08 - 01:14 PM The Sweetest Gift, A Mother's Smile: http://www.mudcat.org/Detail.CFM?messages__Message_ID=31859 |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: SINSULL Date: 17 Mar 08 - 01:05 PM A recording of Tying the Leaves: http://www.mtv.com/music/artist/jones_grandpa/albums.jhtml?albumId=129769 |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: SINSULL Date: 17 Mar 08 - 12:25 PM Here you go Wendy: http://www.lyon.edu/wolfcollection/songs/feltslittle1255.html Looks like one I have to learn. SINS |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: open mike Date: 17 Mar 08 - 12:01 PM May 11 will be Mother's Day here in the States, and I will be hosting my monthly radio show that day. Here are some songs I have played on previous Mother's Day shows: (listed as I do for radio with Artist, title, label and website) Jimmie_Rodgers_Mother,Queen_of_my_Heart_AmericanLegends_ Laser_Light/Stanyan_ Jimmie_Rodgers_Gambler's_Blues_American_Legends_Laser_Light/Delta_ www.jimmierodgers.com (Sept. 8, 1897-May 26,1933) Nancy Pyle_Mamma's_got the Know_How_Singing'and Swingin' w/Nancy Bruce_Holmes_Angels_Life is an Intelligence Test_Haven Music www.bruceholmes.com__http://www.myspace.com/bruceholmes_ Gillian_Welch_Orphan_Girl_Revival_Almo_www.gillianwelch.com_ http://www.onamrecords.com/home.html_ Dave_Carter,_Tracy_Grammer_When_I_Go_When_I_Go_SELF http://www.daveandtracy.com/_http://tracygrammer.com/ Janet_Bates_Women_in_Black_Colours_Will_Come_Back_Self_ www.janetbates.com_see her song Mother's Day_ www.womeninblack.org_www.womeninblack.net |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,wendy Date: 17 Mar 08 - 09:59 AM Does anyone know all the lyrics to the tearjerkers my mother used to sing?
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Subject: Lyr Add: MOTHER'S NOT DEAD (SHE'S ONLY A-SLEEPING) From: topical tom Date: 03 Dec 07 - 06:39 PM MOTHER'S NOT DEAD (SHE'S ONLY A-SLEEPING) Recorded by: Charlie Monroe & His Kentucky Pardners Writer: Charlie Monroe CAPO: 1st FRET/KEY: G#/PLAY: G [G] I Left my old home way back in the [D7] mountains Mother was called to heaven that [G] day They carried my mother up to the [D7] graveyard Ev'rything's lonesome since she went a-[G] way. CHORUS: [G] Mother's Not Dead, she's only a-[D7] sleeping Just patiently waiting for Jesus to [G] come The birds will be singing while mother lies [D7] sleeping They will sing o'er her as the grave fades a-[G] way. Nothing seems right around the old home place Even the place where we used to play I love my old home way back in the mountains But ev'rything's changed since she went away. CHORUS Mother was good and now she's in heaven She was the best pal a boy ever had I still love my home way back in the mountains But without you mother, a heart aches so sad. CHORUS SOURCE: BLUEGRASS FOR COLLECTORS/Various Artists 1980 RCA Camden ACL-7081 |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,Glenda M. Date: 02 Dec 07 - 08:56 PM I was looking for the song "ALWAYS IN THE WAY" I found it here, but the words are not exactly like my mothers remembers it. Her mother used to sing it to her when she was a little girl. Does anyone know where I could get the music for this song? Any help would be greatly appreciated. |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST Date: 07 Sep 07 - 04:39 AM writer unknown: My grandmother - born 1890 in North GA mountains, would sing this tear jerker to us: O Father do not bid me come to meet your new-made bride I could not greet her in the room where my dear mother died. Her picture's hanging on the wall Her books are lying there. And there's the harp her fingers played And there's her vacant chair. The chair by which I used to kneel to say my evening prayer O father do not bid me come (??? ) I cannot greet her there ( ??? ) [See THE BLIND CHILD'S PRAYER.] |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,carl Date: 16 May 07 - 01:27 AM help Im looking for country song that talks about about a boy loving his mother and he ask her to marry him. The song goes through the whole boys life and either the mom dies or the son dies. The song is in the last ten years I think Can anyone help Really desperate Thanks Carl |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,shanedoyle Date: 06 Feb 07 - 06:07 PM hi i am looking for the chords to a mothers loves a blessing i have to sing it tomorrow at my grandmothers funeral |
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Subject: break the news to mother From: GUEST Date: 04 Jul 06 - 02:27 PM |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,arkansasman2003 Date: 01 Jun 06 - 09:40 PM im looking for a song we think it is called "mothers hall of fame" but cannot find it...someone told us it was written by a gary simon...please if anyone knows the lyrics let me know please...the last line says something about if there was a mother's hall of fame i'd vote you in because you're head and shoulders above the rest...or something like that [possibly THE HAND THAT ROCKS THE CRADLE] |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: Joybell Date: 12 May 06 - 06:25 PM "DON'T STEP ON MOTHER'S ROSES" is here -- there's also "The White Rose". Two of my favourite rose and Mother songs. Cheers, Joy |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST Date: 12 May 06 - 02:29 PM Does anybody know the words or, even better, have the sheet music to "Just for the Sake of Our Daughter." By the way, there'll be an exhibit this summer at the Smithsonian's Museum of American Art called, "American ABC: Childhood in the 19th Century." Songs like "COME HOME FATHER" and "FATHER'S A DRUNKARD AND MOTHER IS DEAD" are relevant. |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,Joe_F Date: 17 Mar 06 - 08:17 PM J Harshman: "Like yours, you will allow", I believe. --- Joe Fineman joe_f@verizon.net ||: Pretense must be more perfect than performance. :|| |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,J Harshman Date: 17 Mar 06 - 12:09 PM Here's the way I learned it: My mother was a lady, the urge you would allow. You may have a sister who needs protection now. I came to this great city to find my brother dear. You wouldn't dare insult me, sir, if brother Jack were here.
The youth sat there in silence, his head bowed down in shame.
'My mother was a lady, the urge you would allow. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: IN THE BAGGAGE COACH AHEAD (G. L. Davis) From: Scoville Date: 17 May 05 - 11:38 PM Lyrics below are from the sheet music at the University of Maine:
IN THE BAGGAGE COACH AHEAD
1.On a dark stormy night as the train rattled on, all the passengers had gone to bed,
CHORUS: While the train rolled onward, a husband sat in tears,
2. Ev’ry eye filled with tears when his story he told, of a wife who was faithful and true. |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: Beer Date: 17 May 05 - 10:34 PM Wow!! Late getting on this thread and probably didn't read them completely. Leaving Nancy by Eric bogle is one of my favourites. Thanks Cameron. Didn't know he did that one. I thought that song was about a young fellow leaving his sweetheart and going to war. how about: MOTHER THE QUEEN OF MY HEART". May have been mentioned.And "MOMMY PLEASE STAY HOME WITH ME". May not be the correct title. Beer. |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,Allen Date: 17 May 05 - 03:38 PM I wish I could remember the title, but there's a terrific Russian song about a prisoner writing to his mama, a tearjerker with capital T. |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,joesblondie Date: 17 May 05 - 02:56 PM my mother used to sing a song to me when I was a little girl and it made me cry every time. The song is "I'M TYING THE LEAVES SO THEY WON'T COME DOWN". Could someone please send me the lyrics? I'd so appreciate this. Thanks in advance |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: emjay Date: 06 Feb 05 - 06:18 PM I guess I should look in the DT before I post, but I was thinking of "THE BAGGAGE COACH AHEAD." I can't remember if it was mother's body in the coach. I have the words in a scrapbook an aunt kept long, long ago.
If it isn't in the DT, I'll try to find and post those words.
I was surprised it took so long for someone to post THE LETTER EDGED IN BLACK with its line:
Come home my boy, At least it is in the DT, and I've spent so much time trying to remember those words. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: SONNY'S DREAM (Ron Hynes) From: JennyO Date: 06 Feb 05 - 08:55 AM Pogo, here is the song you were looking for, as well as some info. It was in the DT. SONNY'S DREAM (Ron Hynes) Sonny lives on a farm on a wide open space Where you can take off your sneakers and give up the race You could lay down your head by a sweet river bed But Sonny always remembers what it was his Mama said Sonny carries a load though he's barely a man There ain't all that to do, still he does what he can And he watches the sea from a room by the stairs And the waves keep on rollin', they've done that for years cho: Oh, Sonny don't go away, I am here all alone And your daddy's a sailor who never comes home And the nights get so long and the silence goes on And I'm feeling so tired, I'm not all that strong And it's a hundred miles to town, Sonny's never been there And he goes to the highway and stands there and stares And the mail comes at four and the mailman is old Oh, but he still dreams his dreams full of silver and gold Sonny's dreams can't be real, they're just stories he's read They're just stars in his eyes, they're just dreams in his head And he's hungry inside for the wide world outside And I know I can't hold him though I've tried and I've tried cho: Oh, Sonny don't go away, I am here all alone And your daddy's a sailor who never comes home And the nights get so long and the silence goes on And I'm feeling so tired, I'm not all that strong (Sung by Ron Hynes on the album: "Living in a Fog" by the Wonderful Grand Band 1981) Definitely written by Ron Hynes. It originally appeared on a Ron Hynes solo album (long since deleted) in the late seventies. Hamish Imlach made up some additional lyrics and added them after hearing the song (perhaps incomplete) during a tour of Canada some time in the mid-eighties. This version was then passed on to Christy Moore and then to Mary Black etc. Ron Hynes recorded another solo album "Cryer's Paradise" in 1993. He currently lives in Prince Edward Island, Canada. I've always known it with another verse at the end. I guess these were the additional lyrics by Hamish Imlach referred to above. Many years have rolled on, Sonny's old and alone His Daddy the sailor, never came home Sometimes he wonders what his life might have been But from the grave Mamma still haunts his dreams. cho: Oh, Sonny don't go away, I am here all alone And your daddy's a sailor who never comes home And the nights get so long and the silence goes on And I'm feeling so tired, I'm not all that strong |
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Subject: RE: 'Mother Songs' of the tear-jerker variety From: GUEST,ragdall Date: 05 Feb 05 - 09:42 PM My Mother's Bible Words by M.B. Williams, Music by Charles Davis Tillman, 1893 This song always brings tears to my eyes, both because of the words and because my mother used to hold me in her lap and sing it to me when I was very young. Sometimes she sang in English, sometimes in another language. |
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