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23 Nov 06 - 03:36 PM (#1891984) Subject: Lyr Req: A ROVING SEA CAPTIAN..?? From: GUEST,JIM McAULEY Any one know lYrics for this humour song about a rake with children evey-where.... I think len graham sings this too,, Thank-you JIM McAULEY |
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24 Nov 06 - 12:28 AM (#1892232) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Roving Sea Captain..?? From: Joe Offer Damn. Sounds like it's a song about Kendall... |
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25 Nov 06 - 12:20 PM (#1893279) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Roving Sea Captain..?? From: Jim Dixon Reynardine's recording of THE ROVING SEA CAPTAIN appears on their album "The Hare's Dream." The liner notes say:
A roving sea captain got married of late, And to his young wife he did gain an estate, But before they were bedded he was then called away, For he was a sailor to sail the blue sea. * * * So they called for the doctor and when he did come, He groped her all over from heel to the head, And he groped her all over and then shook his head Saying, "She'll be all right when she takes to her bed." |
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25 Nov 06 - 01:35 PM (#1893335) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: A Roving Sea Captain..?? From: Jim Dixon There are several versions of this at Bodleian Library Broadside Ballads. This one – Harding B 12(170) – seems to be the oldest although it is not necessarily the best version for singing: (I have modernized the spelling and punctuation.) THE YOUNG SQUIRE'S FROLIC [Printed by Burbage and Stretton, Nottingham, between 1797 and 1807.] There was a sea captain who was married of late To a young lady, to gain her estate. This same sea captain was bound for the sea, And before he was bedded, he was called away. There was a young squire that lived nearby, Came to the lady, resolved to try. "Your husband the captain is gone from home, And a cuckold I'll make him before he comes home." Early the next morning the young squire arose And dressed himself in the best of his clothes. He called for his coach, took his footman behind. He went to the lady and bid her be kind. The lady says, "You talk like a man that is poor, For the captain my husband will call me a whore." He took her in his arms and gave her a kiss, Saying, "A slice from a cut loaf can never be missed." The squire and lady upstairs then did go. The footman and housemaid did follow also. The coachman and cookmaid lay in the next room. The butler lay in the garret with the groom. Early next morning, the lady she came down. Then guineas was offered for a daughter or son. Says the captain, "You need not to fear, For I have fathered a dozen this very same year." When six months was over and seven were past, This slender young lady grew thick in the waist. When eight months was over and nine was come, That very same night, the sea captain came home. He saluted his lady and gave her a kiss. He said, "My dear, you are thick in the waist." "'Tis nothing but fat," the lady did say. "Would you have me grow slender when you are away?" When supper was over, she sat in the hall. This slender young lady, she gave a loud brawl. "The colic, the colic, the colic," she cried. "I'm so bad with the colic I'm afraid I shall die." The doctor was sent for, her pulse for to feel. She said, "I am bad from the head to the heel." The doctor he smiled and then shook his head. "My dear, you'll be better when you're brought to bed." The doctor immediately went down the stairs. He called to the housemaid a drink to prepare. The housemaid she answered from the next room, "I'm so bad with the colic, I cannot come down." The midwife was sent for. As soon as she got there, She brought the young captain his heir. The housemaid, she brought her the same. The cook and kitchen maid ended the game. When all was over, the captain drew his chair And said, "For this joke I'll forgive you, my dear." He said, "My dear, tell me if you can Whether the four children was got by one man?" She said, "It was a young squire that did me beguile, And three of his servants got my maids with child." Then said the captain, "I don't care for that, For that very same night, I had a jovial currant (?). "It was to the West Indies my course I did steer. I met a fair mad and her beauty shined clear. I did her entice with me for to sleep, And that same night I got her with child." * * * Other versions: THE CAPTAIN CUCKOLD, Moore, Printer, 40, Ann-Street, Belfast, between 1852 and 1868 - Harding B 26(88) THE CHOLIC (date & printer unknown) - Firth b.34(60). THE CHOLIC - J. Harkness (Preston), between 1840 and 1866 - Harding B 11(600). THE CHOLIC - Disley, Printer, 57, High Street, St. Giles (London), between 1860 and 1883 - Harding B 11(2994). |