18 Feb 01 - 03:53 AM (#400673) Subject: Lyr. Tune & Chord req. Catgut Jim From: GUEST,Kernow Jon I was lucky enough to see Pauline Cato and Tom McConville at the club last night what a talented and entertaining pair and two lovely people. Tom sang a song called Catgut Jim can anyone help with words, tune chords etc. Regards KJ |
18 Feb 01 - 04:47 AM (#400678) Subject: RE: Lyr. Tune & Chord req. Catgut Jim From: Roger in Sheffield no sorry, I just saw the title and thought I have heard Tom McConville singing that ! |
18 Feb 01 - 05:02 AM (#400682) Subject: RE: Lyr. Tune & Chord req. Catgut Jim From: Roger in Sheffield ....you could try asking Tom, there is an email contact for him at Tomcat Music the tour dates are on there too, they are here in sheffield this tuesday teatime Roger |
18 Feb 01 - 11:17 AM (#400821) Subject: Lyr Add: CAT-GUT JIM THE FIDDLER (Edward Corvan) From: bill\sables CAT-GUT JIM THE FIDDLER (Edward (Ned) Corvan) Tune " And sae will we yet"
Aw'm Cat-gut Jim, the fiddler, a man o' greet renoon,
Chorus;
Aw'll play ye ony tuen ye like, aw'll play ye "Cheer boys cheer."
Aw play "Mary Blane" an "Lucy Neal" wi "Poor old Uncle Ned,"
Cat Gut Jim's real name was Edward Corvan who was born in 1830 in Liverpool of Irish decent. At the age of four his parents brought him to Newcastle. His father died when he was seven and his mother brought him up as best she could. Times were very hard in those days without a father and in many of Corvan's songs he describes his childhood.
Comic iv iv'rything –clivor at owt.
Not long after Joe Wilson appeared Ned Corvan's health, which had been failing, grew worse and after a three-month illness he died at his home in Newgate Street Newcastle on 31st of August 1865 in his thirty fifth year.
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18 Feb 01 - 12:44 PM (#400869) Subject: RE: Lyr. Tune & Chord req. Catgut Jim From: GUEST,Kernow Jon Thanks Bill and Roger It's great to have the lyrics but your taking the time to add all the rest has made my day. Thanks again KJ |
18 Feb 01 - 04:49 PM (#401009) Subject: RE: Lyr. Tune & Chord req. Catgut Jim From: bill\sables KJ.I have a drawing of Ned Corvan and a drawing of Ned playing the part of Cat-gut Jim, and also one of Billy Purvis if you want a copy I can email them to you. PM me with your email address Bill |
20 Jun 04 - 01:03 PM (#1210973) Subject: Lyr Add: Cat-Gut Jim, The Fiddler From: *#1 PEASANT* Cat-Gut Jim, The Fiddler Tune-"And sae will we yet." Aw'm Cat-gut Jim, the fiddler, a man o' greet renoon, Aw play te myek me livin, lads, in country an' I' toon; Tiv ivery fair an' ivery feast wi' maw fiddle aw repair: Gox! where thor's ony fun or sport thou's sure to fynd me there. Chorus For aw drive away dull care, aw drive away dull care, So patronise poor Cat-gut Jim when ye've only cash te spare. Aw'll play ye ony tuen ye like, aw'll play ye "Cheer, boys, cheer," Or te try an' keep yor spirits up, aw'll play the "Drop o' Beer," The "Deevil amang the Tailors," "Peggy Pickin doon the shore." The"Lass that loves a sailor," an' mony a dozen more. For aw drive away, etc. Aw play "Mary Blane," an' "Lucy Neal," wi' " Poor old Uncle Ned," "O! Nanny, wilt thou gang wi' me," "Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled"; Aw play "McCloud's" reel beautiful, "What are ye gawn te stand?" The "Keel Row," shaken a' the rags o'er this happy, unhappy land. Spoken- Ony thing, frev an elephant's trunk tiv a lucifer match-box. Uz street fiddlers fynds times queeer just noo-customers bad te fynd-but iv a' the customers aw meet gie me the sailors, them's the boys!-the bulwarks of owld England. Aw'm a sailor; ye can see by the cut o' me jib. Aw sarved me time to be a ship-owner aboard o' the Dredger-what a gun-boat the Dredger 'id myek-when they run short o' cannon-balls they cud fire coal-skuttles at the enemy. An' then they're always weel supplied wi' Newcastle amonishen-clarts. Aw knaw a vast aboot the sea, but the next time aw gan it'll be iv a cab. Yes, aw'll hev a luik at it. Still, aw'm fond o' sailors; when aw sees yen aw generally play "Far upon the Sea." (Play the tune named here..) When aw seen an Irishman- them's the boys, Hatre genus men- they'll gie ye tuppence if they hevent a fardin' I' thor pockets. Aw generally play them the "Exile of Erin" an' "Patrick's Day." One's full o' human nater, an' the other's full o' shillalahs an' life porsarvers- them's the things for layin a foundation for stickin plaister. (Plays the airs mentioned.) When aw see a Scotchman aw play "Auld Robin Gray" on the bagpipes, efter the style o' Sir Colin Campbell, "Ye Deil's Buckie." (Play here.) But when aw join the fishwives-them's the boys! aw play sthem "Pop goes the Weasel, " efter the style o' Sir Walter Raily when he tossed a chow o' bacy at Queen Elizabeth. (Plays.) Chorus For aw drive away dull care, aw drive away dull care, So patronise poor Cat-gut Jim when ye've ony cash te spare. -Corvan, 1862 |