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02 Sep 03 - 02:14 PM (#1011381) Subject: Lyr Req: John Kirkpatrick's Robin Hood From: Roberto This time I need a lot of help from the Mudcatters. I'd like to get the text of the Child ballad #140, Robin Hood Rescuing the Three Squires, as sung by John Kirkpatrick on Ballads, Traditional Ballads, Fellside FECD110. Many words I can't get and many I'm not sure of. Here is what I can understand. I hope someone can check, correct and complete this text. Thank you. Roberto I'll tell you a story of bold Robin Hood Through the forrest around ranged he And the first that he met was a gay lady A-weeping along the highway O why do you weep, kind lady? – he said O why do you weep? – said he O why do you weep? – said bold Robin Hood I pray thee, come tell unto me O do you weep for gold - he said Or do you weep for fee? Or do you weep for your sweet maidenhead That some villain have stolen from thee? Oh, I don't weep for gold - she said Nor do I weep for fee Nor do I weep for me sweet maidenhead For no villain have stole (?) it from me But I do weep – this lady she said And bitterly she did cry O I do weep for my three sons For they are condemned to die What church have they plundered – said bold Robin Hood Or what parish priest have they slain? Or have they forced maidens against their will Or with other men's wives have they lain? O no church have they plundered – this lady she said O no parish priest have they slain Nor have they forced maidens against their will Nor with other men's wives have they lain The deeds they have done – the lady she said For they are condemned to die They've stolen sixteen of the king's royal deer And for that to be hang'd on high O go you 'way home, gay lady - he said Go you 'way home – said he O go you 'way home - said bold Robin Hood Tomorrow I set them free Oh my … (?) of faith (?), pray, wear it –she said For a fine gallant knight such as thee You do me great ... (?) my champion to ride For me and me sons all three Oh, your faith (?) I'll wear it – said bold Robin Hood For truely 't is you one of me For I am no knight, kind lady – he said But gladly your champion I'll be So bold Robin Hood he was galloping along 'T was in the best part of the day When there he did meet with an old beggarman Come begging along the highway Oh, what news, what news, oh (?) father – he said What news, pray tell unto me - Oh it's weeping and wailing in Nottingham Town And it's all for the Squires all three Now the beggarman had and old coat on his back Nor green, nor yellow, nor red And thinks bold Robin Hood – 't will serve me full well To be in this beggerman's stead Oh, come change your apparel, oh (?) father – he said Come change your apparel with mine Here's (?) twenty gold shellings to drink your own health In merry good ale and wine Oh, your are apparel in clothing so fine Mine is all ragged and torn But still it's not fitting a young man like you Shoud laugh an old man to scorn O, no scorn do I …(?) thee - said bold Robin Hood I swear by Our Lady For tales will be told of your beggerman's coat If a beggarman you'll let me be So they changed their apparel, they changed (?) their clothes Till each wore the other's attire And it's much like a beggar did Robin then (?) looked As the beggarman looked like a squire For the beggarman's hat did Robin have on That stood full high at the crown - Sure no one will know me – said bold Robin Hood In the whole of fair Nottingham Town And the beggarman's breeches did Robin have on With patches from ballup to side - By the breath (?) of my body – said bold Robin Hood I never wore so (?) little pride And the begarman's coat did Robin have on 'T was worn right through to the skin - Though I shake and I shiver – said bold Robin Hood There's pockets a-plenty within There's a pocket for meal, a pocket for malt And a pocket for valiant corn And one pocket more to make up the score And that's for my bugle horn So bold Robin Hood to Nottingham came To Nottingham Town came he And the Sheriff did meet, and him he did greet Likewise the squires all three O save you, O save you, High Sheriff - he said And I beg you …(?) me That as for the death of these three squires The hangman I might be Soon granted, soon granted – the High Sheriff said Soon granted unto thee And you shall have all of their clothing so fine And their money to be your fee Oh, I want none of their clothing so fine Nor their money to be my fee But all I desire 't is a (?) blast of my horn That their souls to Heaven may flee So Robin Hood went up (?) to the gallus so high Went skipping from stock to stone By the faith of my body - the High Sheriff said You're nimble for an old beggarman Oh, look well, look well on this old beggarman Look well, High Sheriff – said he For tales will be told of this beggerman's coat With its patches and pockets so free I've a pocket for meal, a pocket for malt And a pocket for valiant corn And one pocket more to make up the score And that's for my bugle horn Oh blow, then blow! – the High Sheriff said Blow, and have no doubt I would have you blow well such a mighty fine blast You'd blow both your blessed eyes out So Robin blew once, Robin blew twice And Robin blew three times shrill. Till a hundred and ten of Robin Hood's men Came running all down the green hill What men are those? - the High Sheriff said What men are all those? – said he Oh, they're all of them mine and none of them thine And they've come for the squires all (?) three O take them, O take them - the High Sheriff said And a curse on your bugle that blows And curse every pocket in your beggarman's cloak And curse you and your beggarman's clothes Then bold Robin Hood he shot a fat deer (?) Little John he shot a fat roe And they're away to the merry green wood With the three squires all in a row, a row The three squires all in a row |
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02 Sep 03 - 02:45 PM (#1011413) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: John Kirkpatrick's Robin Hood From: George Seto - af221@chebucto.ns.ca IF you compare with DT's copy, does that help? |
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02 Sep 03 - 05:52 PM (#1011559) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: John Kirkpatrick's Robin Hood From: Roberto Yes and no. I had already compared them, and found something useful. But Kirkpatrick sings many lyrics that are not in the DT's copy. The only thing that really helps is if somebody has the CD, has English as his/her mother language, has enough will and patience to listen to it and write down the correct words where I have the wrong ones. That's what I hope will happen. Roberto |
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02 Sep 03 - 10:51 PM (#1011743) Subject: Lyr Add: ROBIN HOOD RESCUING THE THREE SQUIRES From: Stewie Roberto, I have made changes to your transcription as I hear them. ROBIN HOOD RESCUING THE THREE SQUIRES I'll tell you a story of bold Robin Hood Through the forest around ranged he And the first that he met was a gay lady A-weeping all on the highway 'Oh why do you weep, gay lady?', he said 'Oh why do you weep?', said he 'Oh why do you weep?', said bold Robin Hood 'I pray thee, come tell unto me' 'Oh do you weep for gold?', he said 'Or do you weep for fee? 'Or do you weep for your sweet maidenhead That some villain has stolen from thee?' 'Oh, I don't weep for gold', she said 'Nor do I weep for fee 'Nor do I weep for me sweet maidenhead 'For no villain has stole it from me' 'But I do weep', this lady she said, And bitterly she did cry, 'O I do weep for my three sons For they are condemned to die' 'What church have they plundered?', said bold Robin Hood 'Or what parish priests have they slain? 'Or have they forced maidens against their will 'Or with other men's wives have they lain?' 'Oh no church have they plundered', this lady she said 'Nor no parish priests have they slain 'Nor have they forced maidens against their will 'Nor with other men's wives have they lain' 'But this they have done', the lady she said 'That they are condemned to die 'They've stolen sixteen of the king's royal deer 'And for that to be hanged on high' 'Oh go you 'way home, gay lady', he said 'Go you 'way home', said he 'Oh go you 'way home', said bold Robin Hood 'Tomorrow I set them free' Oh my scarf for a favour, pray wear it', she said 'For a fine gallant knight such as thee 'You do me great honour, my champion to ride 'For me and me sons all three' 'Oh, your favour, I'll wear it', said bold Robin Hood 'For truly 'tis you honour me 'For I am no knight, kind lady', he said 'But gladly your champion I'll be' So bold Robin Hood he was galloping along 'T was in the best part of the day When there he did meet with an old beggarman Come begging all on the highway 'Oh, what news, what news, old father', he said 'What news, pray tell unto me' 'Oh there's weeping and wailing in Nottingham town 'And it's all for the squires all three' Now the beggarman had an old coat on his back Nor green, nor yellow, nor red And thinks bold Robin Hood, 't would serve him full well To be in this beggarman's stead 'Oh, come change your apparel, old father', he said 'Come change your apparel with mine' 'And here's twenty good shillings to drink your own health 'In merry good ale and wine' 'Oh, you are apparelled in clothing so fine 'Mine is all ragged and torn 'But still it's not fitting a young man like you 'Should laugh an old man to scorn' 'Oh, no scorn do I give thee', said bold Robin Hood 'I swear by Our Lady 'For tales will be told of your beggarman's coat 'If a beggarman you'll let me be' So they changed their apparel, they changed all their clothes Till each wore the other's attire And as much like a beggar did Robin Hood look As the beggarman looked like a squire For the beggarman's hat did Robin have on That stood full high at the crown 'Sure, no one will know me', said bold Robin Hood In the whole of fair Nottingham town And the beggarman's britches did Robin have on With patches from ball-up to side 'By the breath of my body', said bold Robin Hood 'I never wore so little pride' And the begarman's coat did Robin have on 'T was worn right through to the skin 'Though I shake and I shiver', said bold Robin Hood 'There's pockets a-plenty within' 'There's a pocket for meal, a pocket for malt 'And a pocket for barley and corn 'And one pocket more to make up the score 'And that's for my bugle horn' So bold Robin Hood to Nottingham came To Nottingham town came he And the sheriff did meet, and him he did greet Likewise the squires all three 'Oh save you, oh save you, High Sheriff', he said 'And I beg you all down on one knee That as for the death of these three squires The hangman I might be 'Soon granted, soon granted', the High Sheriff said 'Soon granted unto thee 'And you shall have all of their clothing so fine 'And their money to be your fee' 'Oh, I want none of their clothing so fine 'Nor their money to be my fee 'But all I desire is to blast on my horn 'That their souls to heaven may flee' So Robin Hood climbed up to the gallows so high Went skipping from stock to stone 'By the faith of my body', the High Sheriff said 'You're nimble for an old beggarman' 'Oh, look well, look well on this old beggarman 'Look well, High Sheriff', said he 'For tales will be told of this beggarman's coat 'With its patches and pockets so free' 'I've a pocket for meal, a pocket for malt 'And a pocket for barley and corn 'And one pocket more to make up the score 'And that's for my bugle horn' 'Oh blow, then blow', the High Sheriff said 'Blow, and have no doubt 'I would have you blow well such a mighty fine blast 'You'd blow both your blessed eyes out' So Robin blew once, Robin blew twice And Robin blew three times shrill Till a hundred and ten of Robin Hood's men Came running all down the green hill 'What men are those?', the High Sheriff said 'What men are all those?', said he 'Oh, they're all of them mine and none of them thine 'And they've come for the squires all three' 'Oh take them, oh take them', the High Sheriff said 'And a curse on your bugle that blows 'And curse every pocket in your beggarman's cloak 'And curse you and your beggarman's clothes' Then bold Robin Hood he shot a fat buck Little John he shot a fat doe And they are away to the merry green wood With the three squires all in a row, a row The three squires all in a row Source: transcription of John Kirkpatrick 'Robin Hood Rescuing The Three Squires' on Various Artists 'Ballads' Fellside FECD 110. --Stewie. |
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03 Sep 03 - 02:57 AM (#1011823) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: John Kirkpatrick's Robin Hood From: Roberto Stewie, I do thank you. Roberto |
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06 Apr 09 - 11:51 AM (#2605670) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: John Kirkpatrick's Robin Hood From: GUEST BOLD Robin Hood ranging the forest all round, The forest all round ranged he; O there did he meet with a gay lady, She came weeping along the highway. |