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03 Aug 08 - 01:04 PM (#2404325) Subject: Lyr Req: My auld tambourine From: GUEST,Miro I'd like to have the lyrics to "My auld tambourine" sung by Foster & Allen, Cd Forty Shades of Green. Could anyone help me? |
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04 Aug 08 - 04:43 AM (#2404703) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My auld tambourine From: The Fooles Troupe The Google search http://www.google.com.au/search?q=My+auld+tambourine seems to have lots of result. |
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04 Aug 08 - 11:56 AM (#2404925) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My auld tambourine From: GUEST,Miro Thanks. Unfortunately it seems that lyrics to "My auld tambourine" are not included in results that Google provide. Miro |
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04 Aug 08 - 06:56 PM (#2405247) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My auld tambourine From: The Fooles Troupe Adding 'lyrics' as so (click here) reduces the number of results to 8. If no printed lyrics pop up in a search, us experienced lyric searchers usually have to resort to listening to an audio file (mp3, or CD, or old scratchy LP!) and writing down what we think we hear as the words. and posteing them ourselves. This then usually results in a discussion/argument! The only other alternatives to the 'listen and try' approach involves using other search engines, or waiting and hoping that someone else who is as personally interested having the words as quickly as you, will post the lyrics. You can be lucky that someone will answer you rapidly as they already have the lyrics in a file, but with so many songs out there, this does not always happen, sorry. BTW, it would be appreciated, since you have started such a request, that if you do locate the lyrics, that you be so kind as to post them hear. Robin |
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04 Aug 08 - 10:15 PM (#2405408) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My auld tambourine From: GUEST,Miro Thanks again, Robin, for your enlightment. Writing down what I think I hear is one of my usual occupations and you can imagine the additional difficulties a Portuguese-speaking person like me, with little practice of spoken or sung English, is likely to meet. See an illustration on a thread I created here July,17( Lyr Req : Cumberland Road ). But I am patient and go on with my researches and am hopeful about Mudcat assistance. Miro |
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04 Aug 08 - 10:46 PM (#2405428) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My auld tambourine (Foster & Allen?) From: GUEST,Dónal This is the best I can do as a transcript, perhaps someone else can fill in the blanks. 1. Well, I am a gay rover and drummer of note, And my music is made on the skin of a goat. And they know me from Limerick to Cahirciveen, By the rumble, tumble, tumble of my ould tambourine. Ah, my ould tambourine, ah, my ould tambourine, By the rumble, tumble, tumble of my ould tambourine. 2. Now I marched with the Wrenboys on many's the night, Their torches a-blazing, a glorious sight, ?? And they marched to the roll of my ould tambourine. Ah, my ould tambourine, ah, my ould tambourine, And they marched to the roll of my ould tambourine. 3. Now there was a big wedding and the bridegroom got tight, He slept on the floor for a day and a night, And the medical men they were all on the scene, But 'twas I who woke him up with my ould tambourine. Ah, my ould tambourine, ah, my ould tambourine, But 'twas I who woke him up with my ould tambourine. 4. I drank with the tinkers at ?? Fair, And I danced with the ?? in lovely Adare, And I answered the Mass down in ould Skibbereen, And the bell that I rang was my ould tambourine. Ah, my ould tambourine, ah, my ould tambourine, And the bell that I rang was my ould tambourine. 5. Now when my rovin' is over at last, On the mainstream of fortune, my fate I will cast, And perhaps I will capture an Irish colleen. And together we will batter on my ould tambourine. Ah, my ould tambourine, ah, my ould tambourine, And together we will batter on my ould tambourine.x2 |
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05 Aug 08 - 07:38 AM (#2405607) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My auld tambourine (Foster & Allen?) From: The Fooles Troupe See Miro, now the Mudcat process starts! :-) |
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05 Aug 08 - 10:31 AM (#2405706) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My auld tambourine (Foster & Allen?) From: GUEST,Miro No doubt, Robin, Mudcat is a great help to us. Thank you very much, Dónal. Miro |
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05 Aug 08 - 01:19 PM (#2405831) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My auld tambourine (Foster & Allen?) From: GUEST,Miro Trying to fill in the blanks on Dónal's transcription with what I think I hear: ... Their torches a-blazing, a glorious sight, And bright were their colours and many you would see ... I drank with the tinkers at Killorglin Fair [tks, Google] And I danced with the dolls in lovely Adare Miro |
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06 Aug 08 - 05:51 AM (#2406353) Subject: ADD: My auld tambourine (Foster & Allen?) From: Joe Offer Well, I can bring it just a little bit further, mostly adding just the word "duchess" and the line Miro added. I put the parts I can't hear in parentheses. I don't completely agree with what was posted - but I don't know what it is, either. -Joe- My Ould Tambourine (O'Bryan & Ryan) 1. Well, I am a gay rover and drummer of note, And my music is made on the skin of a goat. And they know me from Limerick to (Cahirciveen,) By the rumble, tumble, tumble of my ould tambourine. Ah, my ould tambourine, ah, my ould tambourine, By the rumble, tumble, tumble of my ould tambourine. 2. Now I marched with the (Wrenboys) on many's the night, Their torches a-blazing, a glorious sight; And bright were their colours and (many you would see) And they marched to the roll of my ould tambourine. Ah, my ould tambourine, ah, my ould tambourine, And they marched to the roll of my ould tambourine. 3. Now there was a big wedding and the bridegroom got tight, He slept on the floor for a day and a night, And the medical men they were all on the scene, But 'twas I who woke him up with my ould tambourine. Ah, my ould tambourine, ah, my ould tambourine, But 'twas I who woke him up with my ould tambourine. 4. I drank with the tinkers at (Killorglin Fair,) And I danced with the duchess in lovely Adare, And I answered the Mass down in ould Skibbereen, And the bell that I rang was my ould tambourine. Ah, my ould tambourine, ah, my ould tambourine, And the bell that I rang was my ould tambourine. 5. Now when my rovin' is over at last, On the mainstream of fortune, my fate I will cast, And perhaps I will capture an Irish colleen. And together we will batter on my ould tambourine. Ah, my ould tambourine, ah, my ould tambourine, And together we will batter on my ould tambourine. Ah, my ould tambourine, ah, my ould tambourine, And together we will batter on my ould tambourine. transcribed by ear from the Foster & Allen CD, Forty Shades of Green: A Tribute to Old Ireland |
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06 Aug 08 - 06:16 AM (#2406371) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My auld tambourine (Foster & Allen?) From: The Fooles Troupe Wrenboys - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia Wrenboys (Irish: Lucht an dreoilín) are mummers who celebrate the Wren (also pronounced as the Wran) in various parts of Ireland on St. Stephen's Day - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wrenboys |
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06 Aug 08 - 11:50 AM (#2406627) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My auld tambourine (Foster & Allen?) From: MartinRyan Joe Wrenboys, Caherciveen and Killorglin all make perfect sense. Dunno about "and many you would see" and duchess seems a little unlikely - although there is a fine castle in Adare. The owner was an earl - which would make his wife a countess, strictly. That said, of course, we Irish were never too fussy about what we called the nobility! Regards |
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06 Aug 08 - 02:14 PM (#2406778) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My auld tambourine (Foster & Allen?) From: GUEST,Miro Now I can hear "duchess" too, Joe. Perhaps the idea is: I drank with tinkers, I danced with a duchess, I got along very well or I had a good time with everybody, with all classes. Miro |
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10 Jul 09 - 07:20 PM (#2677029) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: My Auld Tambourine (from Foster & Allen) From: GUEST,Ryan Way too late but I was looking to refresh my mind of the lyrics of the above song and I can help you with the words your missing. 2. Now I marched with the (Wrenboys) on many's the night, Their torches a-blazing, a glorious sight; And bright were their colours, (the orange white and green) And they marched to the roll of my ould tambourine. 4. I drank with the tinkers at (Cahermee Fair) And I danced with the duchess in lovely Adare, The orange, white and green are the colours of the local wren boys from where this song originated Cahermee fair is a big horse fair held in buttevant around this time every year There is also another verse to this song, a more localised version and that is the verse I was struggling with: But I think it goes something like this and as verse 6: It was festival time in the town of Athea And my auld tamborine they asked me to play, But I ran away with the festival queen, And played her back to Askeaton on my auld tamborine, Ah, my ould tambourine, ah, my ould tambourine, And I played her back to Askeaton on my ould tambourine. |