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01 Sep 09 - 03:09 PM (#2713914) Subject: Lyr Req: Kelvin's Purling Stream From: GUEST,Sean Beautiful Scottish song done by Tony Cuffe on "Sae Will We Yet" -- lyrics and any other info much appreciated. Ta very much... |
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01 Sep 09 - 04:04 PM (#2713966) Subject: Lyr Add: KELVIN'S PURLING STREAM From: Mick Pearce (MCP) My copy of Roud's index lists the sole source for this as Ord's Bothy Ballads and Songs, so here's the version from there. It appears without tune and without comment, so this is all I can do for you. Mick KELVIN'S PURLING STREAM The summer time being in its prime, The weather calm and clear, I left that town called Portadown Between me and my dear. In Glasgow city I arrived, And to Woodside I came, Where all alone I made my moan To Kelvin's purling stream. Ye stream, said I, as I passed by, Give ear to what I say, How can you roll, without control, Unto some foreign quay? Your murmurs pain my bosom sore; Here stands an honest boy, He'll ne'er prove false to the girl he loves Till Kelvin's stream runs dry. There's many a pretty little fish, Swims in yon water clear; There's many a long and a weary mile Between me and my dear; There's many a flower grows in yon bower That would my fancy please, But I'll ne'er forget the girl I love Who lives near Lurgan Braes. Source: Ord: Bothy Songs And Ballads |
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01 Sep 09 - 07:09 PM (#2714107) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kelvin's Purling Stream From: Jack Campin Different one on the Pay the Reckoning website, which they say they got from the Bodleian broadside collection: Lurgan Braes The summertime being in its prime The weather calm and clear My troubled mind no rest could find For thinking of my dear I left that town called Portadown Unto Woodside I came Where all alone I made my moan To Kelvin's purling streams Stream said I as I passed by Give ear to what I say How can you roll without control To such a foreign key Your murmurs bewail my bosom sorely Here stands an apprentice boy He'll never prove false to the girl he loves Till Kelvin stream runs dry There is many a pretty little fish Swims in yon river clear There is many a long and weary mile Between me and my dear There is many a flower grows in yon bower But none my fancy please He sobbed and cried he loved a maid Lived near to Lurgan Brae There is a bonnie wee lass In my own country Ad her I will go and see But if she's dead or wed I'm at my liberty If ever I chance to go that way As I suppose I may I will call and see the lass I loved Who lived on Lurgan Braes. The Ord version is more tightly edited so I'd guess the Bodleian one is older. |
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01 Sep 09 - 07:41 PM (#2714127) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kelvin's Purling Stream From: Mick Pearce (MCP) I thought the only entries in the Broadside index were to references, but maybe I overlooked the sheet in my haste. The Bodleian reference is 2806 c. 14(76). The sheet is exactly as Jack's post above with attribution: Printed and Sold by James Lindsay, Wholesale Stationer &c., 11 King Street (City.) Glasgow, followed by their many services. The Bodleian index adds: Printers Series(101). The Bodleian give the date range: Between 1851 and 1910. Mick |
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02 Sep 09 - 12:28 PM (#2714658) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Kelvin's Purling Stream From: GUEST,Sean Thank you Mick and Jack, both! Appreciate lyrics and notes for both versions. God, I love Mudcat... |