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25 Feb 15 - 08:58 PM (#3689879) Subject: Lyr Req: Bessie Quinn From: JenBurdoo Recently heard a song at a RenFest that I can't parse all the words of. It's somewhere between romantic and sea song: Hoist up the sails on our bold Bessie Quinn, And bid ye farewell to our bonnie green shore, We'll sail away on the idiot (?) wind, And leave our hearts here as we go off to war Anybody heard it? |
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26 Feb 15 - 12:18 AM (#3689904) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Bessie Quinn From: Joe Offer Hi, Jen - I found a YouTube medley (click) that has one verse of the song. It begins at 1:39. This is what I hear: Hoist up the sails of our bold Bessie Quinn And bid you farewell to our bonny green shore We'll sail away on the - - - wind And leave all our fear (?) as we go off to war. -Joe- |
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26 Feb 15 - 12:27 AM (#3689905) Subject: ADD: Bold Bessie Quinn (Susan Hickey Csikos) From: Joe Offer Hi, Jen - I found it here: I don't have time to transcribe it tonight. Do you think maybe you could transcribe it and post it in this thread? -Joe- |
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08 Mar 16 - 12:57 PM (#3777416) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Bessie Quinn From: JenBurdoo I spoke to the authors (Susan and Gregg Csikos) a couple weeks ago at this year's RenFest. The term is indeed "idiot wind," after a Bob Dylan song. I am still working out the chords (they kindly consented to let me record it on Youtube, and I'll post a link eventually) but it is mostly C and D. In the mist settled over the town In the grayness where daylight begins Come stumbling men, with their clothes in their bags, The crew of the ship Bessie Quinn And some of them come from their wives Up early to see the men gone And some come from alleys, and some from their parents, But each man goes on board alone Chorus: Hoist up the sail of our bold Bessie Quinn And bid ye farewell to our bonnie green shore We'll sail away on the idiot wind, And leave our hearts here, as we go off to war I met a man while on the quay With a wife and three daughters in town And he carries the wallets of four men he's killed And buried where they can't be found And a man climbing up on the mast Sees the crew as they start to arrive And he can't help but wonder, who'll come home in boxes And how many will make it alive Chorus There is a midshipman on board Who will not live the trip, it is said For he's known the love of our second mate's daughter And some night we know he'll be dead And the cook's mate is grizzled and hard They say the sea's 'bittered his life But I've been on watch when I've heard the man singing Of the sunny green eyes of his wife Chorus Our captain is the best man on board His fearlessness carries his fame And he wears the ring of the lady he loves, But no one as yet knows her name But once when I cleaned in his room I remember a letter I've seen Saying "Thank you for naming your ship after me, "Your heart's safe and well with the Queen." Chorus A mariner once said to me "Son, you must leave your heart on the shore "If there's no one you love, give your heart to the sea, "For you can't take it with you to war." Now the mist rolls away from the coast, And the hour of parting is nigh, And the wind fills the place where my heart used to be And our sails as we sing our goodbye Chorus x2 |