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19 Aug 97 - 08:33 PM (#10801) Subject: Lyr: Longford Weaver From: Barry Finn I have an old tape & can't get alot of the words off of it. It's a version of Nancy Whiskey & The Carlton Weaver. The tune isn't that close to either. The little bit I have starts as follows: For five long quarters I've been weaving, For five long quarters without a spell, Till I went up to Longford City, Nancy Whiskey I chanced to smell I sat her down upon the table there we sat for quite awhile I sat her down upon the table & Nancy Whiskey did me beguile. no refrain Thanks, Barry |
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19 Aug 97 - 10:30 PM (#10810) Subject: RE: Lyr: Longford Weaver From: Barry - didn't (my name's) Brian O'Donovan used to do that in the Village Coachhouse in Brookline? Maybe you could call him up at WGBH or where ever he is these days. By the way, The Press Room in Portsmouth was pretty good last Friday night - going to go back to the session this week - might even sing The Plooboy Laddy...c'mon down! |
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19 Aug 97 - 10:32 PM (#10811) Subject: RE: Lyr: Longford Weaver From: J. Nolan That wiz me, Barry. |
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20 Aug 97 - 12:03 AM (#10816) Subject: RE: Lyr: Longford Weaver From: Barry Finn John, I'll take your memory over mine, I think you're right, though I can't remember if I'm just confusing it because it's so long ago. The version I have is of Johnny Beggin on mandolin,Shay Walker on guitar, Johnny Mullins on the box & Greg Cotter on banjo & singing, Brian never had that kind of backup or combination. Thanks for the jog. Barry |
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27 Nov 99 - 10:15 AM (#141314) Subject: RE: Lyr: Longford Weaver From: Barry Finn Still looking, anyone? |
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27 Nov 99 - 10:55 AM (#141328) Subject: RE: Lyr: Longford Weaver From: John Moulden As "The Longford Weaver" this song is owed to Andy Irvine, who adapted it from the version "Long Cookstown" in Sam Henry's "Songs of the People" which he consulted in the scrapboooks in Dublin before the collection appeared in book form - published 1990 by University of Georgia Press - edited by Gale Huntington and Lani Herrmann. Available from libraries or on sale in USA from Lani and in Europe from me. |
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28 Nov 99 - 01:34 PM (#141731) Subject: RE: Lyr: Longford Weaver From: Barry Finn Hi John & thanks, I should be seeing Sam Herny's book via Lani anyday now so I'll be looking this up there. Barry |
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01 Dec 99 - 01:02 PM (#143223) Subject: RE: Lyr: Longford Weaver From: Wolfgang I'll have a look if it's in Andy Irvine's songbook. I fit is in there, you'll get it. Wolfgang |
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02 Dec 99 - 03:14 AM (#143559) Subject: Lyr Add: THE LONGFORD WEAVER (Andy Irvine) From: Wolfgang Close, but far from perfect. Perhaps it helps nonetheless, Barry. Here is the version from Andy Irvine's songbook 'Aiming for the heart'. It says "Words & Music trad., arr. Andy Irvine. Wolfgang
THE LONGFORD WEAVER |
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02 Dec 99 - 08:13 PM (#143891) Subject: RE: Lyr: Longford Weaver From: Barry Finn Thanks Wolfgang, I can now go ahead & try to learn it & hopefully do it some of the justice it richly deserves for such an undersung gem. Thank you all. Barry |
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05 Nov 07 - 06:05 AM (#2186650) Subject: Lyr Add: LOUGH FOYLE (Robin Williamson) From: GUEST,Nikolaus Could be of interest: Robin Williamson (ex-Incredible String Band) did use the melody for his "Lough Foyle" (recorded with the Merry Band on "a Glint at the Kindlings", Criminal Records, STEAL 6) ballad with the following text. It works good to that melody if you hold the tune in some words and alert or skip some syllables at the end of lines. At age 14 they gave us training To number off by three and give salutes To clean & fire the Lee & Enfield To answer smartly sir & shine the boots Me & all the other poor bastards Glengarry bonnets on a bugle call I never thought I looked good in khaki It hurt the pride as well as it scratched the balls I volunteered for the signal section To work the radios was a skivers joy & on manoeuvres I'd twist the orders & put confusion on the soldier boys To Northern Ireland for summer training Near to Lough foyle not far from Derry town To get the feel of the regular army & generally act the bloody clown To eat melodious beans & gravy To sleep on old grey blankets stiff with stains & on the carsy in the morning To squat in rows like cows with labor pains Me & some lads broke out one evening Climbed through the wire & down the lough beside We spied some fishers in their long boats Casting nets out on the silvery tide They soon pulled shorewards & we got to talking To row us over the water they'd agree They hoist us dry shod in the boat beside them And way across the watery waves went we Cross to Greencastle in Southern Ireland A street of cottages set end to end A couple of churches & several boozers Where we fell to drinking with our Irish friends The best black porter, strong beer & whiskey We had a bevy there as drunk as lords & all the skylarking & cutting capers Till that old church clock it chimed for four The fishers rowed us back over the water & went to fish upon the morning rise But we were drunk & our of caution & we were halted climbing back through the wire & me & the lads were all defaulted & straight away upon fatiques were led To double at our every duty With our rifles held above our heads But my good luck was not all departed I was infected in both the ears Some kind of a hole in the two of my ear drums Till not a single order could I hear I sadle smiled & looked downhearted While they could curse & shout & rage & that's the way I would end a story When I was 14 years of age |
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23 Mar 08 - 11:55 AM (#2295888) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Longford Weaver (Andy Irvine) From: GUEST,Dermot |