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05 Nov 05 - 01:05 PM (#1598087) Subject: Lyr Req: packie manus byrne's the creel #281 From: Roberto Please, a check to this transcription. Packie Manus Byrne, The Creel, F. J. Child n° 281,(on Donegal & Back! Songs, ballads and whistle tunes from Packie Byrne). Thank you. R THE CREEL As I roved out on a moonlit night Excitement for to find I met on the way a pretty little lass And I asked her to be mine With me too ra ya, fol de diddle da To ra ya and fol de diddle up to lie do How will I get to your father's house How will I get to your bed? Oh me father locks the door at night And the keys lie under his head If you get a ladder sixty feet Sixty feet and three Place it up to the chimney top Come down in a creel to me So I got a ladder sixty feet Sixty feet and three And I placed it up to the chimney top And down in a creel came me Now when her father heard the noise He got up to see And when he came into the room There in the bed lay me No rest nor peace could her mother get Till she'd get up and see But her toe gave a shot to the chamber pot And then to the creel fell she Then quietly I slept out of bed I gave the creel a haul Which broke six rubs in the poor woman's side And bust her on the wall Well, I rocked her up, I rocked her down I rocked her here and there For any old woman would refuse her daughter Should be rocked you know where |
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05 Nov 05 - 02:30 PM (#1598149) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: packie manus byrne's the creel #281 From: Jim McLean At a quick look, Roberto, it should be ..which broke six ribs... |
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05 Nov 05 - 02:38 PM (#1598158) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: packie manus byrne's the creel #281 From: Effsee And.....I slipped out of bed |