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Lyr Req: Hebridean Song

Ragman 05 Jan 04 - 06:32 AM
GUEST,Philippa 05 Jan 04 - 07:29 PM
GUEST,Philippa 08 Jan 04 - 12:32 PM
mg 08 Jan 04 - 08:58 PM
Ragman 04 Jun 04 - 06:02 PM
Ragman 04 Jun 04 - 06:09 PM
George Seto - af221@chebucto.ns.ca 04 Jun 04 - 06:45 PM
GUEST,duncan mccrae 26 May 06 - 11:01 AM
John MacKenzie 26 May 06 - 11:37 AM
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GUEST,safrill 13 Jun 09 - 06:36 AM
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Jim Dixon 14 Jun 09 - 11:59 AM
GUEST,Bob F 01 Feb 10 - 11:39 AM
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Subject: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: Ragman
Date: 05 Jan 04 - 06:32 AM

In the 1950s and early 60s, my family used to have musical soirees around the piano, and my uncle used to sing a song with lyrics something like
"Sing to me a Hebridean song...
... The kind of song that starts today,
and goes on till tomorrow..."
I have been looking for the lyrics for this for years, but with no luck. Can anyone help with the lyrics and possibly even the tune & author?


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Subject: Lyr Add: SING ME AN OLD IRISH SONG
From: GUEST,Philippa
Date: 05 Jan 04 - 07:29 PM

This reminded me of a country song I've heard, so I looked for its lyrics on the web. Is Uncle's song like one of these?

SING ME AN OLD IRISH SONG
(Brendan Graham) As sung by Daniel O'Donnell, copied and pasted from www.google-lyrics.com

Sing me an old Irish song
Bring back the dreams that have gone
Sing me a love what's so strong
Bring me the days when we we're young...
And true, and I love you

And that old Irish song
Calling me back to my home
Where once again you sing along
To an old Irish song

I see the mountains, the valleys
The green fields below me
I walked the highways, the byways
The old people show me

I hear the songbirds
Remember the soft words
We spoke after dark in the glen
I hear you calling me
Your songs recalling me
Back to those days again

Sing me an old Irish song
Bring back the dreams that have gone
Sing me a love what's so strong
Bring me the days when we we're young...
And true, and I love you

And that old Irish song's
Calling me back to my home
Where once again we sing along
To an old Irish song

I remember the old days
How I loved the old ways of living
There was more sharing, caring
More loving, more giving
How times have changed
Life's been all disarranged
Since summers we laughed in the rain
But I hear you calling me
Your songs recalling me
Back to those days again

Sing me an old Irish song
Bring back the dreams that have gone
Sing me a love what's so strong
Bring me the days when we we're young...
And true, and I love you

And that old Irish song's
Calling me back to my home
Where once again you sing along
To an old Irish song

Sing me an old Irish song
Bring back the dreams that have gone
Sing me a love what's so strong
Bring me the days when we we're young...
And true, and I love you

And that old Irish song's
Calling me back to my home
Where once again you sing along
To an old Irish song

Sing me an old Irish song
An old Irish song

Copied and pasted ('warts' and all) from Leo's Lyrics (from singing of Billie Joe Spears):
SING ME AN OLD FASHIONED SONG
(Larry Henley, Johnny Slate)

Sing me, sing me an old fashion song
Bring me, back in my mind to a time
Where my memories all come from
A good timing song, the kind
That makes you wanta sing along
A good old fashion hand clapping'
Knee slapping, foot tappin' song

Shoo fly don't bother me
Shoo fly don't bother me
Shoo fly don't bother me
I don't want your company
Flies in the buttermilk two by two
Flies in the buttermilk shoo fly shoo
Flies in the buttermilk skip to my Lou
Skip to the Lou my darling

Sing me, sing me an old fashion song
Bring me, back in my mind to a time
Where my memories all come from
A good timing song, the kind
That makes you wanta sing along
A good old fashion hand clapping'
Knee slapping, foot tappin' song

When I was young, I use to wait
Upon my master and bring his plate
And pass the bottle when his was dry
And wash away the blue tail fly
Jimmy crack corn and I don't care
Jimmy crack corn and I don't care
Jimmy crack corn and I don't care
The master's gone away

Sing me, sing me an old fashion song
Bring me, back in my mind to a time
Where my memories all come from
A good timing song, the kind
That makes you wanta sing along
A good old fashion hand clapping'
Knee slapping, foot tappin' song
(fade)
Sing me, sing me an old fashion song
Bring me, back in my mind to a time
Where my memories all come from
A good timing song, the kind
That makes you wanta sing along


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Subject: Lyr Add: THE OLD IRISH SONG
From: GUEST,Philippa
Date: 08 Jan 04 - 12:32 PM

here is another one in the same vein, from Walton's [Dublin]New Treasury of Irish Songs and Ballads, part 2

THE OLD IRISH SONG

O sing me a song that my heart loved the dearest -
the song that in Erin I heard long ago
As I roamed in wild youth by the clear sunny wildwood
By the banks where the Mourne and Foyle waters flow.
for all around my heart there iws something entwining
and I love the dear bards which to Erin belong,
For sure there is something more sweet and divine in
The music that thrills throgh an old Irish song.

Come near to me, Nora, your spinning five over,
This poor heart will break, sure, with sorrow and toil.
Sing me the song you first sang to your lover
As we wandered at eve on the banks of the Foyle.
It will gladden my heart and I'll think I'm roaming
The pleasant green valleys of Erin among,
Beside with my friends in the summer time gloaming,
Where I first heard the notes of your old Irish song.

O. sng me the "coulin" when oft in my childhood
My fond mother sang its sweet measures to me,
As I roamed a wild youth through the clear sunny wilderness,
Or in childhood's fond rapture I clung to her knee,
O, sing it again , I could listen for ever,
And sit here in silence in lights dim and low,
And my heart would fly back to that dear shining river
By the banks where the Mourne and Foyle waters flow.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: mg
Date: 08 Jan 04 - 08:58 PM

Well, here is another one along the same lines but not the one you wanted:

Sing to me the old Scots songs in the dear old Scottish tongue,
The songs my father used to singc the songs my mother sung....

mg


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: Ragman
Date: 04 Jun 04 - 06:02 PM

Just found this thread again.

Thanks for your input. No, it's not one of these songs... I have found someone who has heard of this song from years ago, I think in North East of Scotland. It reminds me of the type of song Duncan McCrae (Wee Cock Sparra) might have sung, flippant, not too offensive, possibly would sound really old fashioned now. Apparently there was a tape of this and some other songs, but it can't be found. I'm still hoping...

Another song my mother used to do related to the linoleum days of Kirkcaldy on the east coast of Scotland. It was in real scots dialect and the theme was of a young lad approaching the town by train, possibly on a day visit to his folks. It went something like...

"Whit wey does the train gang toot toot?
"is it feart to go into the tunnel?
...
...
...but ye can tell by the smell
That the next stop's Kirkcaldy!

Does anyone know anything about this one?

(Sad isn't it when here I am looking back nostalgically and wishing I had paid more attention when the grown-ups were having a sing-song. My children now get really embarassed when they hear me talking like this to strangers!)


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Subject: Lyr Add: THE BOY IN THE TRAIN (M C Smith)
From: Ragman
Date: 04 Jun 04 - 06:09 PM

Just to show you I'm not completely off my trolley, I found this almost immediately after I posted my last message.

Scottish Poetry Selection
THE BOY IN THE TRAIN

This poem by M C Smith is full of the anticipation - and questioning - of an excited child on his way to see his Gran in Kirkcaldy - which is known more for the smell from the linoleum factories than as a tourist destination!

THE BOY IN THE TRAIN

Whit wey does the engine say 'Toot-toot'?
Is it feart to gang in the tunnel?
Whit wey is the furnace no pit oot
When the rain gangs doon the funnel?
What'll I hae for my tea the nicht?
A herrin', or maybe a haddie?
Has Gran'ma gotten electric licht?
Is the next stop Kirkcaddy?

There's a hoodie-craw on yon turnip-raw!
An' seagulls! - sax or seeven.
I'll no fa' oot o' the windae, Maw,
Its sneckit, as sure as I'm leevin'.
We're into the tunnel! we're a' in the dark!
But dinna be frichtit, Daddy,
We'll sune be comin' to Beveridge Park,
And the next stop's Kirkcaddy!

Is yon the mune I see in the sky?
It's awfu' wee an' curly,
See! there's a coo and a cauf ootbye,
An' a lassie pu'in' a hurly!
He's chackit the tickets and gien them back,
Sae gie me my ain yin, Daddy.
Lift doon the bag frae the luggage rack,
For the next stop's Kirkcaddy!

There's a gey wheen boats at the harbour mou',
And eh! dae ya see the cruisers?
The cinnamon drop I was sookin' the noo
Has tummelt an' stuck tae ma troosers. . .
I'll sune be ringin' ma Gran'ma's bell,
She'll cry, 'Come ben, my laddie',
For I ken mysel' by the queer-like smell
That the next stop's Kirkcaddy!

Meaning of unusual words:
gang=go
haddie=haddock
sneckit=locked
'leevin=eleven
frichtit=frightened
pu'in a hurly=pulling a barrow
gey wheen=a lot
mou'=mouth
tummelt=fallen

I'm now going back to the Scottish Poetry Selection to see if my Hebridean song is in there!


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: George Seto - af221@chebucto.ns.ca
Date: 04 Jun 04 - 06:45 PM

That sounds great, Ragman.

Do you have ANY more bits of the original song?


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Subject: cock sparrow
From: GUEST,duncan mccrae
Date: 26 May 06 - 11:01 AM


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 26 May 06 - 11:37 AM

I mind o' this frae when I wis a wean, if I remember richt there wis a tune fur it tae.
G ☺


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: GUEST
Date: 26 May 06 - 12:23 PM

As sure as I'm leevin .... as sure as I'm living.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: GUEST,213frankie
Date: 23 Sep 08 - 05:07 PM

Sing me a Hebridean song, daddy,
Sing me a Hebridean song,
One nearly forty verses long, daddy,
Sing me a Hebridean song,,,

Tell me of Ossian,
Ossian was a caution,
............................???
While his mother did the washin'

Sing me a Hebridean song, daddy
............??????????
But don't merely sing about the isles, GO THERE
(sorry, I can't remember any more!)


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: GUEST,safrill
Date: 13 Jun 09 - 06:36 AM

im looking for the lyrics to a song my daughter loves only know the first verse starts something like this-
   in the stll hour of evening when the sea gulls fly low......
anyone got any ideas?


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: Suegorgeous
Date: 13 Jun 09 - 07:01 AM

safrill - you'd be better off starting a new thread for this (unless it's a Hebridean song too!)


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 14 Jun 09 - 11:59 AM

The phrase that Ragman quoted in the original request:

"...the kind of song that starts today and goes on till tomorrow..."

sounds strangely familiar to me. ("Strangely familiar"—is that a contradiction?)

However, when I heard it, I doubt that it was "Hebridean song"; it might have been "old-fashioned song" or "old Scots song" or something like that.

Ragman: Is there any possibility your uncle took a popular song and changed it? Is that the kind of thing he would do? Does your family have any connection with the Hebrides? Is there any reason he would want the song to be about the Hebrides, even if when he heard it it was about something else?

On the other hand, maybe my mind is playing tricks. Maybe I don't really remember the song, but I just remember seeing this thread sometime in the last 5 years, and trying to find the song, and failing.

Anyway, I failed again.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: GUEST,Bob F
Date: 01 Feb 10 - 11:39 AM

I can recall Duncan Macrae singing:

"Sing me a Hebridean song, Daddy.   Sing me a Hebridean song, Daddy.
One about forty verses long, Daddy - sing me a Hebridean song,

Sing of the Isles and the torrents that flow there,
Sing of the hail and the rain and the snow there.
But don't only sing of the Islands, man - go there!
Sing me a Hebridean song!


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: Dave MacKenzie
Date: 01 Feb 10 - 12:07 PM

I have dim memories of Duncan Macrae singing the Hebridean song. There were a couple of lines which went

Sing of wee St Kilda, bonnie wee St Kilda.
The only place as yet untouched by speculative builder.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: GUEST,drumcross to 213 frankie
Date: 27 Feb 11 - 01:47 PM

Ossian was a caution
He paddled in the ocean
while his mother did the washin'


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: GUEST,david
Date: 07 Dec 12 - 04:33 PM

my only memory is of John Grieve at Hogmonnay singing
Sing me a Hebridean son,daddy. Sing me a Hebridean song
Don't sing through your mouth daddy, sing through your nose daddy,
Sing me a Hebridean song.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: GUEST,John
Date: 16 Feb 16 - 07:14 PM

I remember somebody singing it on the Hogmanay TV programme. Could well have been John Grieve:

I am sad and weary, very far from cheery,
Sing an eerie, drearie sang that maks yer optics bleary.
Sing a sang of sorrow.
From the Gaelic borrow
The sort of lay that starts today and goes on till tomorrow.

Sing me a Hebridean song, daddy
Sing me a Hebridean song, daddy
One about forty verses long, daddy
Sing me a Hebridean song.

Sing about St Kilda, bonnie wee St Kilda
The only place you'll never find the speculative builder.
Sing to me of Ossian, Ossian was a caution,
He paddled in the ocean while his mother did the washin'.

It was quite a bit longer: I recognise some of the bits from previous responses.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: GUEST,Dundurn
Date: 08 Oct 16 - 04:30 PM

This was definitely introduced by Duncan Macrae on the Hogmanay show. I think it was the year after Wee Cock Sparrow. I remember my father sitting with tears (of laughter) in his eyes as McRae's lugubrious expression never changed as he went through what seemed an interminable dirge. My mother loved the Ossian verse as I continued to bring home my washing from Uni! The one addition I can make to everyone's remembrances is that the chorus always ended with 'That should make my ##### #### ####.' The phrase in ##, which I could never decipher, which I think was part of the joke, was some sort of mock Gaelic saying.


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Hebridean Song
From: Jack Campin
Date: 08 Oct 16 - 05:34 PM

In the same sort of genre, Andrew Mill's song "Sing me a love song where nobody dies". (Ciaran McGee sings it much better than Mill does, though).


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