Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: GUEST,.gargoyle Date: 20 Jun 20 - 09:56 PM SRS - Back off - You and I are crewing on the same ship. Dream Dirt, url above, is precisly what you referenced. Sincerely, Gargoyle ECHO, Echo, echo....anyone hear an echo? |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: Stilly River Sage Date: 19 Jun 20 - 02:05 PM That's pure fiction, Garg. Never happened, though the story was passed around a lot. Another link. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: GUEST,.gargoyle Date: 19 Jun 20 - 12:38 PM Well Barney...sure sounds like the makings of a Mainiac's "Burt an I" story. For a view from the other side try: https://blog.dreamdirt.com/farmland-auctions/our-response-to-the-viral-story-farmers-stay-silent-during-auctions-so-young-man-can-win-the-bid-on-his-long-lost-family-farm Sincerely, Gargoyle Emotions cloud the rational mind |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: EBarnacle Date: 19 Jun 20 - 10:35 AM There is a tale, perhaps apocryphal, of a farm being auctioned off for taxes. The farmer was well respected locally. The local attendees kept the "furriners" from bidding and the farmer was able to recover his property for pennies on the dollar. I seem to recall hearing this one in Maine. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: Tattie Bogle Date: 19 Jun 20 - 07:35 AM Good one PHJim. I felt quite sad when a farm very near us was auctioned off some 20 years ago: they used to sell eggs and lovely fresh vegetables and garden plants. The farm buildings were razed to the ground, and several very posh houses were built on the site. Down in the fields below, there are still a few very rusty items of farm machinery that didn't get sold and were left to rot. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: PHJim Date: 17 Jun 20 - 11:10 PM Here's another along the same vein: Thirty Years of Farming Fred J. Eaglesmith There's a little white note on a gate by the road That a man put up yesterday And when we saw it we all ran out Just to see what it had to say And when we read it our eyes filled with tears And they fell to the cold hard clay Something 'bout a mortgage Something 'bout foreclosure Something 'bout failing to pay Oh, and on the post by the general store They've put up a little sign An auction sale, day after tomorrow At the end of the Lincoln Line Thirty years of farming Thirty years of heartache Thirty years of day to day Oh, my Daddy stopped talking The day the farm was auctioned There was nothing left to say Oh, my mama's tears fell freely down As she walked amongst the flowers in the yard And every number the auctioneer called Was like a blow to her precious heart And every number the auctioneer called Meant another thing was sold that day Till everything was auctioned And we stood there watching As they loaded it and drove it away Oh, and on the post by the general store They've put up a little sign An auction sale, day after tomorrow At the end of the Lincoln Line Thirty years of farming Thirty years of heartache Thirty years of day to day Oh, my daddy stopped talking The day the farm was auctioned There was nothing left to say At the day's first dawning We awoke this morning There was nothing for us to do Nothing in the granary No hay in the mow No cattle, no tractor, no tools So we loaded up the car With the clothes that we wore And the few things we managed to save Mama read from The Book We took one last look And then we drove away Oh, and on the post by the general store They've put up a little sign An auction sale day after tomorrow At the end of the Lincoln Line Thirty years of farming Thirty years of heartache Thirty years of day to day Oh, my Daddy stopped talking The day the farm was auctioned There was nothing left to say Oh, my daddy stopped talking The day the farm was auctioned There was nothing left to say |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: Tattie Bogle Date: 17 Jun 20 - 07:04 PM Pretty sure I have it on a tape, sung by Garnet Rogers:that's maybe how Iain Mackintosh came by it, via Archie Fisher, who did some collaborations with Garnet. Great, but sad, song. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: Joe Offer Date: 15 Jun 20 - 12:24 AM |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: Louie Roy Date: 23 Dec 04 - 06:44 PM Look at my post as of dec 23 at 12:18 PM |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: Alexis Date: 23 Dec 04 - 05:49 PM The song posted by Chris Lock is awesome - what is, or where can I find the tune to the words please? Alex |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: Francy Date: 23 Dec 04 - 05:11 PM refresh |
Subject: Lyr Add: TWO FOR A DOLLAR (Bobby Gosh) From: Francy Date: 23 Dec 04 - 01:23 PM Last Saturday morning, I shut off the alarm, Went out to the valley to old Dan Cook's farm. Sign on the fence post put up with one nail Said "Ten a.m. sharp there's a big public sale." At least forty people were out in the yard. They were looking for bargains. They were dealing real hard To buy up the pieces and find out the worth Of fifty years living so close to the earth. CHORUS: Who'll give me five? I've got five. Who'll give me ten? I'll call out the numbers, and you just say when. For a lifetime of living, some happy, some sad, Two for a dollar. The price sure ain't bad. How much for the carriage rotting out in the shed, The same one they drove the night they were wed? How much for the brass bed, just a little bit worn? Not much for the place where the five kids were born. And that old parlor piano still sounded all right, Just as good as it did every Saturday night. And the old round oak table where dinner was made Cost almost as much as the Tiffany shade. CHORUS Bobby Gosh (1972) sung by Bobby Bare |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: Louie Roy Date: 23 Dec 04 - 12:18 PM My daughter-In -Law up on the Nortwest Territory sent me the CD of Enoch Kent with the following songs on it---I'm a working chap--Jamie Foyer--Green eyes--Van Diemen land--The Farm Action--Floor of Northumberland--The Widow Of War--My Father's Cause--Collier Laddie--A Drunk Man Looks At The Weaving--The Bonniet Lass--Laird Of The Dinty Doom--No More Cod On The Banks--Tales Of A Favorite Lass--I'll Lay You Doon Love---This CD is available from Second Avenue Records 12 Aldergrove Avenue Toronto,Ontario Canada,M4C 1B2 I can also copy to tape if anyone is interested Louie Roy |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: Susanne (skw) Date: 07 Aug 04 - 06:59 PM Iain MacKintosh's version plus a few notes can be found at The Farm Auction. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: GUEST,Chris Lock Date: 19 Jul 04 - 04:20 PM Louie, As I am not a member I can't PM you. However, there's not much more I can tell you about the song. As I said before, I learned it about 20 years ago but I haven't sung it for many years as I never perform solo any more. I learned it from the singing of a Scottish singer called Iain MacIntosh. A wonderful song - it was good to be reminded of it. Chris |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: Louie Roy Date: 19 Jul 04 - 11:24 AM Yes open mike I know Lew Holt very well Louie Roy |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Auctioneer / The Farm Auction From: Louie Roy Date: 19 Jul 04 - 11:22 AM Chris Lock I tried to PM you but since you are not a member this is impossible.Please PM me and give me your email address I'd like to pursue this.Louie Roy |
Subject: RE: Info The Auctioneer From: GUEST,Augie Date: 18 Jul 04 - 10:45 PM Chris/Lin/Delphinium-Thanks for posting the beautiful lyrics.Here too where I live, in dairy-cow country, farm auctions are a near weekly event as the small family farms either succumb to the giant corporate mega-monstrosities (the Walmarts of dairy farming) or dissolve into subdivisions. That song is so evocative of this 21st century rural American/Canadian malady. |
Subject: RE: Info The Auctioneer From: GUEST,open mike Date: 18 Jul 04 - 08:24 PM louie roy, am i correct in remembering that you once got a fiddle at an auction and returned it to the family of origin? no--that was Lew Holt in think. Know him? somehow i connect your names... |
Subject: RE: Info The Auctioneer From: Louie Roy Date: 18 Jul 04 - 08:13 PM For some reason this message didn't transmit,so will resend it.This is a great song and is a heart wrencher.Does anyone have a midi they could post or is there a webpage we could find it on.Louie Roy |
Subject: RE: Info The Auctioneer From: Louie Roy Date: 18 Jul 04 - 08:09 PM |
Subject: RE: Info The Auctioneer From: GUEST,Chris Lock Date: 18 Jul 04 - 07:11 PM Delphinium, Thanks for putting me right on that. I learned the song about twenty years ago and I thought I had been told it was a Phil Ochs song, but memory plays funny tricks over the years! Good to hear the full version of it. Chris |
Subject: Lyr Add: The Farm Auction From: George Seto - af221@chebucto.ns.ca Date: 18 Jul 04 - 05:58 PM For the Mudcat Harvesters - a Lyr Add: |
Subject: RE: Info The Auctioneer From: beardedbruce Date: 18 Jul 04 - 05:12 PM A truely successful song- it brings tears to my eyes, and a lump in my throat. 8-{E |
Subject: Lyr Add: THE FARM AUCTION (Enoch Kent) From: delphinium Date: 18 Jul 04 - 05:03 PM Yes, that's a great song (posted by Guest Chris Lock) - but it's not by Phil Ochs, it's Enoch Kent's "The Farm Auction", and it's the more moving when you hear it sung in Enoch's lovely gruff voice. The lyrics above are also in another thread, but they are missing a verse. Here are the complete lyrics given in Enoch's "I'm a Workin' Chap" CD: The Farm Auction (tune and words by Enoch Kent) A rusting tractor on the hill The fence post with the printed bill That said the sale was on until Everything was gone Chorus: The auctioneer comes here today Privacy upon display The highest bidder takes away But they can't take it all The letter came on a Wednesday The bank said that we'd have to pay Or else they'd take the farm away And they said they'd take it all Chorus There's bone and silver napkin rings Elastic bands 'round spoons and things Tiny fingers held the strings Of that fiddle in the case And there's coffee pots we never used Silver frames a little bruised Around the portraits that amused us In the parlour and the hall Chorus Like fireglow and favorite songs And laughter, they're the things among The memories that still belong Within those empty rooms O remember when the lights were low Pies, balloons and mistletoe Morning sunlight on the snow Who will buy a broken sleigh? Chorus There's a jar of nails and a box of tacks The dining chairs with the wicker backs They're in the garden piled and stacked And being spotted by the rain The auctioneer comes here today Cars line the sidewalk black and grey Children watch the odd display While their mothers touch the lots That are numbered now with coloured tags Books and clothing sold in bags Bout for learning, bought for rags Everything must go Chorus ==== Enoch's notes: Where I live in Canada, the land near the cities became more valuable and the banks started to call in farm loans and take the land for re-sale. I witnessed this particular sale of a family house, posessions, farm equipment, and the land. |
Subject: RE: Info The Auctioneer From: open mike Date: 18 Jul 04 - 04:56 PM ooh how sad and what a true commentary about the rural difficulties. there is anoter auction song about a fiddle...we have discussed that one here before. The Touch of the Master's Hand it is called. in this thread Joe says he clumped together a bunch of auction songs: http://www.mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=37392#911466 http://www.mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=57694#910326 |
Subject: RE: Info The Auctioneer From: Lin in Kansas Date: 18 Jul 04 - 03:37 PM Nickr90: There is also a very similar song called "Bidding America Goodbye" on this thread. The song posted by Guest, Chris Lock above is truly heart-rending. Those of us who grew up in the wheat country of the Great Plains can certainly empathize. Lin |
Subject: RE: Info The Auctioneer From: GUEST,Chris Lock Date: 18 Jul 04 - 02:24 PM Hope this is the one you mean. The song is by Phil Ochs but I don't know the background or history of the song. Rusting tractor on the hill, fence post with a printed bill that says the sale goes on, until everythng is gone. Gold and silver napkin rings, elastic bands round spoons and things Tiny fingers touch the strings of that old banjo in the case Coffee pots they never used, silver frames are slightly bruised around the portraits that amused, in parlour and in hall. Auctioneer comes here today, privacy upon display Highest bidder takes away, but they can't take it all. Firelight and a favourite song, laughter that rings among the memories that still belong within these empty rooms. Remember when the lights were low, log fires and misletoe Morning sunlight on the snow. How much for this old sleigh? Auctioneer comes here today, privacy upon display Highest bidder takes away, but they can't take it all. A jar of nails, a box of tacks, six dining chairs with wicker backs out in the garden, piled in stacks, being spotted by the rain. Auctioneer comes here today, strangers' cars that line the way Children watch the odd display whilst their mothers watch the lots that are numbered with the coloured tags, books in boxes, clothes in bags Bought for learning, bought for rags, everything must go. Auctioneer comes here today, privacy upon dusplay, Highest bidder takes away, but they can't take it all. |
Subject: Info The Auctioneer From: nickr90 Date: 18 Jul 04 - 01:39 PM I am looking for lyrics and background on The Auctioneer - not the one on TDT about speaking fast. This is a darker song of selling off farm property and land. Nicky |
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