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13 Feb 10 - 01:29 PM (#2838292) Subject: Lyr Req: the miller and his three sons From: GUEST,brooko does anyone have the lyrics for jackie oates song the miller and his three sons |
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13 Feb 10 - 01:40 PM (#2838300) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: the miller and his three sons From: Bob the Postman Here's a version under the title Miller's Will. |
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13 Feb 10 - 01:48 PM (#2838309) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: the miller and his three sons From: GUEST,brooko thanks bob thats not quite the one i'm looking for the one i'm after is sung by jackie oates |
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13 Feb 10 - 04:26 PM (#2838437) Subject: Lyr Add: THE MILLER AND HIS SONS From: Jim Carroll Walter Pardon's version Jim Carroll THE MILLER AND HIS SONS It's of a crafty miller and he Had able sons one two and three He called them all to make his will To see which one should take the mill With me wack fol the riddle ol The riddle ol the dee The miller called far his eldest son Said he my days are almost done And if the will to you I make What toll dost thou intend to take Father he said my name is Jack From every bushel I'll take a peck And every bushel that I grind The profits they'll be large I'll find With me wack fol the riddle ol The riddle ol the dee Thou art a fool the old man said Thou hast not learned well thy trade To take such toll no man could live To thee the mill I ne'er will give With me wack fol the riddle ol The riddle ol the dee The miller called for his second son Said he my days are almost done And if the will to you I make What toll dost thou intend to take With me wack fol the riddle ol The riddle ol the dee Father he said my name is Ralph From every bushell I'll take a half And every bushel that I grind The profits they'll be large I'll find With me wack fol the riddle ol The riddle ol the dee Thou art a fool the old man said Thou hast not learned well thy trade To take such toll no man could live To thee the mill I ne'er will give With me wack fol the riddle ol The riddle ol the dee The miller called for his youngest son Said he my days are almost done And if the will to you I make What toll dost thou intend to take With me wack fol the riddle ol The riddle ol the dee Father he said I am your boy To take the toll will be my joy Before I shall good living lack I'll take it all I'll forswear the sack With me wack fol the riddle ol The riddle ol the dee Thou art my boy the old man said And thou hast learned well thy trade I give the mill to thee he cried, Then he turned on his side and died |
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15 Feb 10 - 12:56 AM (#2839507) Subject: Lyr Add: THE MILLER'S ADVICE TO HIS THREE SONS From: Jim Dixon From the Bodleian Library ballad collection: Harding B 5(7). "between 1736 and 1763" Douce Ballads 4(44) is nearly the same.
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15 Feb 10 - 02:58 AM (#2839542) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: GUEST,JM Hi, Jackie and I made the song out of a version learned from Barry Lister. I made up the "sun comes up and the sun goes down" bit and Jackie changed the names of the sons and the things their names rhyme with. I don't have the words to hand but I'll find them for you later. Jim |
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15 Feb 10 - 03:37 AM (#2839558) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: glueman Does Jackie sing 'the sun comes up and the sun comes down' or is it my imagination? The son's names are the same as the trad versions I've read. An excellent interpretation anyway, she nails a song brilliantly. Hope to see her at Shepley. |
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15 Feb 10 - 04:24 AM (#2839577) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: GUEST,padgett on lap top Walter Pardon had a version of this one! O havent checked out the words/differences Ray |
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15 Feb 10 - 07:37 AM (#2839713) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: glueman Good twist on the words: Jackie Oates sings THE MILLER AND HIS THREE SONS |
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18 Apr 10 - 04:41 PM (#2889311) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: GUEST,brooko jm have you found those lyrics to the miller and his three sons brooko |
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04 May 11 - 09:03 PM (#3148138) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: GUEST Best I can do from multiple listenings... There once was a miller and he lived all alone Had three sons all fully grown When he went for to make his will All he had left was a little old mill The sun comes up and the sun comes down To mark a brand new day So he called to him his eldest son "Son, oh son, my race is run If I a miller of you make Pray tell me what toll will you take?" "Oh father, father, my name is Bill Out of each sack I'd take a chill (???) "Fool, you fool," the old man cried Cadging/capture (?) such a little and you'll never make a life (???) The sun comes up and the sun comes down To mark a brand new day So they called to him his second son "Son, oh son, my race is run If I a miller of you make Pray tell me what toll will you take?" "Oh father, father, my name is Ralph Out of each sack, I'd take the half "Fool, you fool," the old man cried Cadging/capture (?) such a little and you'll never make a life The sun comes up and the sun comes down To mark a brand new day So he called to him his youngest son "Son, oh son, my race is run If I a miller of you make Pray tell me what toll will you take?" "Oh father, father, my name is Jack I'd take the lot, foreswear the sack". "Hallelujah!" the old man cried To the old woman turned – "A toast!" he cried (?) The sun comes up and the sun comes down To mark a brand new day So they wrapped him up in a neat cow's hide And some do say his soul it died Where he went no-one could say But I rather fear that he went the other way The sun comes up and the sun comes down To mark a brand new day |
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07 May 11 - 12:40 PM (#3149858) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: Jim Dixon |
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08 May 11 - 06:50 AM (#3150283) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: Jim Moray You nearly have it right. The repeated lines in the middle verses go : "you fool, you fool" the old man cried Out of such a little you can never make a ride And the sun comes up and the sun goes down To mark a brand new day and the second to last verse ends : "Hallelujah!" the old man cried And the old woman turned up her toes and she died The sun comes up and the sun comes down To mark a brand new day hope that helps. Sorry it took me a year and a bit to reply... |
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08 May 11 - 11:45 AM (#3150361) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: GUEST,Sean O'Shea, Exeter I couldn't have had anything to say in the last entry,could I? You're wrong,Jim,if the last but one verse you cite is from the song you learned from Barry. It's; "Hallelujah",the old woman cried, And the old man turned up his toes and he died. Otherwise the last verse wouldn't make sense. Barry learned this from Dave Robbins,in Exeter in the 1960s. |
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08 May 11 - 01:53 PM (#3150424) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: Jim Moray You're right - that makes more sense. But what I put is what Jackie sings... take it up with her! ;) |
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08 May 11 - 03:02 PM (#3150471) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: GUEST,brooko thank you Jim,i have been trying to work it out for ages.once again thank |
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09 May 11 - 10:16 PM (#3151168) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: GUEST, Chris Yes, me too, Brooko. Thanks all round. And to Jackie herself, of course, for a terrific rendering!!! (Just love that "Songs From The Shed" clip!) Jim, if you or Jackie are ever touring in Australia, please don't miss the western seaboard - Perth in particular. Maybe my antipodean cloth-ears can't always pick out every word (that dodgy transcription above was mine) ...but by God, this trad stuff surely stirs something deep in the blood! |
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20 Jan 22 - 12:02 PM (#4133046) Subject: Lyr Add: THE MILLER'S WILL (New Lost City Ramblers From: Jim Dixon This version has been mentioned in another thread. Here’s my transcription, from Spotify: THE MILLER’S WILL As recorded by the New Lost City Ramblers on “New Lost City Ramblers, Vol. 4” (1962) There was an old miller and he lived all alone, And had three sons all fully grown. When the time come to make out a will, All he had left was a little grist mill. CHORUS: Sing-a fall-dig-a-die-doe, fall-dig-a-day. He called to him his eldest son, Said: “Son, O son, my race is run. If I a miller of you make, Pray tell me what toll you’d take.” CHORUS “Father, O father, my name is Bill. Out of each bushel, I’d take a gill.” “You fool, you fool!” the old man cries. “On such a little you’ll never make a rise.” CHORUS He called to him his second son, Said: “Son, O son, my race is run. If I a miller of you make, Pray tell me what toll you’d take.” CHORUS “Father, O father, my name is Ralph. Out of each bushel, I’d take half.” “Not enough, not enough!” the old man said. “On such a little you’ll never get ahead.” CHORUS He called to him his youngest son, Said: “Son, O son, my race is run. If I a miller of you make, Pray tell me what toll you’d take.” CHORUS “Father, O father, my name is Paul. Out of each bushel, I’d take all.” “Hallelujah!” The old man cried. Then he turned up his toes and he died. CHORUS They buried him in a little box grave. Some do not think his soul was saved. Where he went I cannot say, But I rather believe that he went the other way. CHORUS |
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22 Oct 23 - 04:21 PM (#4184285) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: GUEST Sung on stage at our school 50 years ago, I wonder if the music master, Ian Marshall, who then moved to Callington, Cornwall, re-wrote this version : "There was a miller had three sons, and said unto his youngest one ... Fol-de-rol, etc." I wish I could remember more of it. |
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22 Oct 23 - 04:21 PM (#4191436) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Miller and His Three Sons From: GUEST Sung on stage at our school 50 years ago, I wonder if the music master, Ian Marshall, who then moved to Callington, Cornwall, re-wrote this version : "There was a miller had three sons, and said unto his youngest one ... Fol-de-rol, etc." I wish I could remember more of it. |