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07 Nov 07 - 05:44 PM (#2188604) Subject: Song/lyric request Bedlam City???? From: GUEST I'm trying to track down a song I heard a lady sing at sidmouth this year..I think it was called something like Bedlam City Words to chorus were something like "Billy is the man that I admire, Billy is the man that I adore..." |
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07 Nov 07 - 05:50 PM (#2188608) Subject: RE: Song/lyric request Bedlam City???? From: Peace The title IS "Bedlam City". |
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07 Nov 07 - 05:52 PM (#2188611) Subject: RE: Song/lyric request Bedlam City???? From: Peace http://www.folkinfo.org/songs/png/790.png Melody and first stanza there. |
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07 Nov 07 - 05:54 PM (#2188614) Subject: Lyr Add: BEDLAM CITY From: Peace Down by the side of Bedlam City Once I heard a maid complain, Making her moans and sad lamentations, "I've lost my joy and my only swain. Billy's the lad that I do admire Billy's the lad that I do adore Now for him his love's a-dying For fear she'd never see him more." "Don't you hear the cannons rattle? Don't you hear the trumpets sound? Billy is a-dying in the midst of battle, Dyingof his bleeding wound. Don't you see my Billy coming? Don't you see in yonder cloud? Billy with the angels round him, Billy in his bloody shroud!" |
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08 Nov 07 - 05:12 PM (#2189287) Subject: RE: Song/lyric request Bedlam City???? From: GUEST Fantastic! Thankyou..actually I just realised I had it in "English County Songs" all along..but cheers for the speedy response anyway. |
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09 Nov 07 - 01:42 AM (#2189525) Subject: ADD: Bedlam City From: Joe Offer Well, I found it in a broadside at the Bodleian Library - one of several versions there, all more-or-less the same. Bedlam City Down by the side of Bedlam City There I heard a maid complain, She was making sad lamentation, "I have lost my joy and only swain." CHORUS "Billy Is the lad that I do admire, He is the lad that I do adore, Now for him his love lies dying, For fear she would never see him more." I wish I had wings I would fly unto him, I would embrace him in my arms, Cruel parents to refuse him, For he had ten thousand charms. Hark! to hear the cannons rattle, How the drums and trumpets sound, Now he lies in midst of battle, Dying with his bleeding wounds. Oh! don't you see my Billy coming, Don't you see him in the cloud; With guardian angels standing round him, See how they do my Billy crown. Down on a bed of straw she tumbled, Making her moan and this reply, I have lose my joy and comfort, How could my parents him deny. source: http://bodley24.bodley.ox.ac.uk/cgi-bin/acwwweng/ballads/image.pl?ref=Harding+B+28(92)&id=10920.gif&seq=1&size=0 Printer: Armstrong, W. (Liverpool) Date: between 1820 and 1824 Imprint: Printed for W. Armstrong, Banastre-st. Illus. Ballads on sheet: 2
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