A Man You Don’t Meet Every Day
Oh, my name is Jock Stewart,
I'm a canny gaun man,
And a roving young fellow I've been.
So be easy and free,
When you're drinking with me,
I'm a man you don't meet every day.
I have acres of land,
I have men at command,
I have always a shilling to spare.
So be easy and free,
When you're drinking with me,
I'm a man you don't meet every day.
Oh, I took up my dog,
And him I did shoot,
All down in the County Kildare,
So be easy and free,
When you're drinking with me,
I'm a man you don't meet every day.
I'm a roving young blade,
I'm a piper by trade
And there's many the tunes I can play.
So be easy and free,
when you're drinking with me,
I'm a man you don't meet every day.
So come fill up your glasses
With brandy and wine.
Whatever it costs, I will pay.
So be easy and free,
When you're drinking with me,
I'm a man you don't meet every day.
ADIEU SWEET LOVELY NANCY
Here's adieu, sweet lovely Nancy, ten thousand times adieu,
I'm a-going across the ocean, love, to seek for something new.
Come change your ring with me, dear girl, come change your ring
with me,
For it might be a token of true love while I am on the sea.
And when I'm far upon the sea you’ll know not where I am.
Kind letters I will write to you from every foreign land.
The secrets of your heart, dear girl, are the best of my good will,
So let my body be where it might, my heart shall be with you still.
There's a heavy storm a-rising, see how it gathers round,
While we poor souls on the ocean wide are fighting for the crown.
There's nothing to protect us, love, or to keep us from the cold,
On the ocean wide, where we must bide like jolly seamen bold.
There's tinkers, tailors, shoemakers, lie snoring fast asleep,
While we poor souls on the ocean wide are ploughing through the
deep.
Our officers commanding us and them we must obey,
Expecting every moment for to get cast away.
But when the wars are over there'll be peace on every shore,
We'll return to our wives and our families and the girls that we adore.
We'll call for liquor merrily and spend our money free,
And when our money is all gone we'll boldly go to sea.
All For Me Grog
(Chorus)
Well it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog,
It's all for me beer and tobacco.
For I spent all me tin on the lassies drinking gin,
And across the western ocean I must wander.
Where are me boots, me noggin', noggin' boots,
All gone for beer and tobacco.
For the heels they are worn out and the toes are kicked about
And the soles are looking out for better weather.
(Chorus)
Where is me shirt, me noggin', noggin' shirt,
All gone for beer and tobacco,
For the collar is all worn, and the sleeves they are all torn,
And the tail is looking out for better weather.
(Chorus)
I'm sick in the head and I haven't been to bed,
Since I came ashore from me slumber,
For I spent all me dough on the lassies don't you know,
And across the western ocean I must wander.
(Chorus)
BABES IN THE WOOD
Oh, don't you remember, a long time ago,
Those two little babies, their names I don't know?
They strayed far away one bright summer's day,
These two little babies got lost on their way.
(Chorus)
Pretty babes in the wood, pretty babes in the wood,
Oh, don't you remember those babes in the wood?
Now the day being long and the night coming on
These two little babies sat under a stone.
They sobbed and they sighed, they sat down and cried;
These two little babies they laid down and died.
(Chorus)
Now the robins so red, so swiftly they sped,
They put out their wide wings and over them spread.
And all the day long on the branches did throng;
They sweetly did carol and this was their song.
(Chorus)
Banks of The Ohio
I asked my love to take a walk
To take a walk just a little way
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the Banks of the Ohio
(chorus)
And only say that you’ll be mine
In no other’s arms entwined
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the Banks of the Ohio
I held a knife against her breast
As into my arms she pressed
She cried “Oh Willy, don’t you murder me
I’m not prepared for eternity.”
(chorus)
I wandered home ‘tween twelve and one
I cried “My God, what have I done?
I killed the only woman I love
Because she would not be my bride.”
(chorus)
Beulah Land
Far away the noise of strife upon my ear is falling;
Then I know the sins of earth beset on every hand;
Doubt and fear and things of earth in vain to me are calling;
None of these shall move me from Beulah Land.
(chorus)
I’m living on the mountain, underneath a cloudless sky,
I’m drinking at the fountain that never shall run dry;
Oh, yes! I’m feasting on the manna from a bountiful supply,
For I am dwelling in Beulah Land.
Far below the storm of doubt upon the world is beating,
Sons of men in battle long the enemy withstand;
Safe am I within the castle of God’s Word retreating;
Nothing then can reach me—’tis Beulah Land.
(chorus)
Let the stormy breezes blow, their cry cannot alarm me;
I am safely sheltered here, protected by God’s hand;
Here the sun is always shining, here there’s naught can
harm me;
I am safe forever in Beulah Land.
(chorus)
Viewing here the works of God, I sink in contemplation;
Hearing now His blessed voice, I see the way He planned;
Dwelling in the Spirit, here I learn of full salvation;
Gladly I will tarry in Beulah Land.
(chorus)
Charles A. Miles
Blood Red Roses
Our boots and clothes are all in pawn
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down
It's mighty drafty 'round Cape Horn
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down
(Chorus)
Oh, you pinks and posies
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down
But it's round Cape Horn that we must go
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down
For that is where them whalefish blow
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down
(Chorus)
My dear old mother wrote to me
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down
Oh, son, dear son come home from sea
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down
(Chorus)
Now one more pull and that will do
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down
For we're the boys to pull her through
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down
(Chorus)
Bold General Wolfe
One Monday morning as we set sail
The wind did blow a pleasant gale
To fight the French it was our intent
Through smoke and fire, through smoke and fire,
And it was a dark and a gloomy night.
The French were landed on mountains high
While we poor souls in the valley lie
“Cheer up me lads” General Wolfe did say
“Brave lads of honour, brave lads of honour,
Old England she shall win the day.”
The very first broadside we gave to them
We wounded a hundred and fifty men
“Well done me lads” General Wolfe did say
“Brave lads of honour, brave lads of honour,
Old England she shall win the day.”
The very next broadside they gave to us
They wounded our general in his right breast,
And from his breast precious blood did flow
Like any fountain, like any fountain,
And all his men were filled with woe.
“Here’s a hundred guineas all in bright gold
Take it, part it, for my love’s quite cold.
And use your men as you did before
Your soldiers own, your soldiers own,
And they will fight for evermore.
“And when to England you do return
Tell all my friends that I’m dead and gone,
And tell my tender old mother dear
That I am dead, oh, that I am dead, oh,
And never shall see her no more.”
BRIGHT MORNING STARS
Bright morning stars are rising
Bright morning stars are rising
Bright morning stars are rising
Day is a-breaking in my soul
Oh where are our dear fathers?
Oh where are our dear fathers?
They’re down in the valley a-praying
Day is a-breaking in my soul
Oh where are our dear mothers?
Oh where are our dear mothers?
They’ve gone to heaven a-shouting
Day is a-breaking in my soul
Bright morning stars are rising
Bright morning stars are rising
Bright morning stars are rising
Day is a-breaking in my soul
Bully in the Alley
(Chorus)
So! Help me Bob, I'm bully in the alley
Way-ay, hay-ay, bully in the alley
So! Help me Bob, I'm bully in the alley
Bully down in Shinbone Al
Well, Sally is a girl that I loved dearly
Way-ay, ay-ay, bully in the alley
Well, Sally is the girl that I spliced nearly
Bully down in Shinbone Al
(Chorus)
When I get to Saint Lou, I'm gonna steer for my Sally
Way-ay, ay-ay, bully in the alley
I'll throw her a line and make fast in her alley
Bully down in Shinbone Al
(Chorus)
I'm gonna make damn sure nobody ties up at her quay
Way-ay, hay-ay, bully in the alley
She told me that this mooring was just for me
Bully down in Shinbone Al
(Chorus)
When it's time to leave, I'm gonna slip my cable
Way-ay, hay-ay, bully in the alley
Gonna visit my Sal as often as I'm able
Bully down in Shinbone Al
(Chorus)
I'm gonna leave my Sal and go out a-sailing
Way-ay, hay-ay, bully in the alley
Gonna leave my gal and go out a-whaling
Bully down in Shinbone Al
(Chorus)
Byker Hill
If I had another penny, I would have another gill
I would make the piper play The bonny lass of Byker Hill
(Chorus) Byker Hill and Walker Shore, Collier lads for ever more (2x)
The pitman and the keelman trim They drink bumble made from gin
Then to dance they do begin To the tune of Elsie Marley
(Chorus)
When first I went down to the dirt I had no trousers nor pitshirt
Now I've gotten two or three Walker Pit's done well by me
(Chorus)
Me Ginny she sits out ower late up Me Ginny she sits out ower late up
Me Ginny she sits out ower late up Between the pint pot and the cup
(Chorus)
Me Ginny she is never near Me Ginny she is never near
And when I call out, Where’s me supper? She orders up another pint of beer
(Chorus)
Hey Ginny come home to your little baby Hey Ginny come home to your little baby
Hey Ginny come home to your little baby With a pint of beer all under your arm
(Chorus)
The poor coal carter gets two shillings The deputy gets half a crown
The overman gets five and sixpence That’s just for riding up and down.
(Chorus)
Geordie Johnson had a pig He hit it with a shovel and it danced a jig
All the way to Walker Shore the tune of Elsie Marley
(Chorus)
Chickens in the Garden
When first I came down Yorkshire,
Not many years ago.
I met with a little Yorkshire lass,
And I'd have you all to know,
That she was so blithe, so buxom,
So beautiful and gay,
Now listen whilst I tell you,
What her daddy used to say.
(Chorus)
"Treat me daughter decent,
Don't do her any harm.
And when I die I'll leave you both
Me tidy little farm.
Me cow, me pigs, me sheep and goat,
Me stock, me fields and barn.
And all the little chickens in the garden."
When first I came to court the girl,
She was so awful shy.
She never said a blooming word,
When other folks was by.
But as soon as we were on our own,
She made me name the day,
Now listen while I tell you,
What her daddy used to say.
(Chorus)
And so I wed me Yorkshire lass,
So pleasing to me mind,
I always been proved true to her
And she’s proved true in kind.
We’ve had three bairns, they’ve growed up now,
With a grandun’ on the way.
And when I look into her eyes,
I can hear her father say
(Chorus)
CLAUDY BANKS
‘Twas on one Summer’s evening, all in the month of May
Down by a flowery garden where Betsy she did stray
I overheard a damsel in sorrow to complain
All for her absent lover that ploughs the raging main.
I stepped up to this fair maid and put her in surprise
She owned she did not know me, I being all in disguise
I said, My charming creature, my joy and heart’s delight,
How far have you to travel this dark and rainy night?
Away kind sir to the Claudy Banks if you will please to show
Pity a poor girl distracted, it’s there I have to go
I am searching for a young man, and Johnny is his name,
And on the banks of Claudy I’m told he does remain.
If Johnny he was here this night he’d keep me from all harm
But he’s cruising the wide ocean in tempest and in storm.
He’s a-cruising the wide ocean for honour or for gain,
But I’m told his ship got wreck-ed all on the coast of Spain.
When Betsy heard this dreadful news she fell into despair
A-wringing of her hands and a-tearing of her hair,
Since Johnny he has left me, no man on earth I’ll take,
But all my life on Claudy Banks I’ll wander for his sake.
Now Johnny hearing her say so he could no longer stand
He fell into her arms, crying Betsy I’m the man
I am that faithful young man and who you thought was slain
And since we met on Claudy Banks we’ll never part again.
Country Life
(Chorus)
I like to rise when the sun she rises
Early in the morning,
I like to hear the small birds singing
Merrily upon the laylum.
And hurrah for the life of a country boy
And to ramble in the new-mown hay.
In spring we sow, at the harvest mow,
And that is how the seasons round they go.
But of all the times if choose I may
't would be rambling through the new-mown hay.
(Chorus)
In winter when the sky is grey
We hedge and ditch our times away;
But in the summer when the sun shines gay
We go rambling through the new-mown hay.
(Chorus)
Diadem
All hail the power of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall,
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him, crown Him,
And crown Him, Lord of all.
Ye saints redeemed of Adam's race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Ye ransomed from the fall;
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him, crown Him,
And crown Him, Lord of all.
Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall,
The wormwood and the gall,
Go, spread your trophies at His feet
And crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him, crown Him,
And crown Him, Lord of all.
O that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall!
We at His feet may fall!
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him, crown Him,
And crown Him, Lord of all.
And crown Him, Lord of all,
Crown Him, Lord of all,
Crown Him, Lord of all,
And crown Him, Lord of all.
DIDO BENDIGO
As I was a walking one morning last autumn
I overheard some nobles foxhunting
Between some noblemen
And the Duke of Wellington
So early before the day was dawning.
Chorus:
There was Dido, Bendigo,
Gentry he was there-o
Traveller he never looked behind him.
There was Countess, Rover,
Bonnie Lass and Jover
These were the hounds that could find him.
2. Well the first fox being young
And his trials just beginning
He's made straight way for his cover
He's run up yon highest hill
And gone down yon lowest gill
Thinking that he'd find his freedom there forever.
Chorus:
3. Well the next fox being old,
And his trials fast advancing
He's made straight way for the river
Well the fox he has jumped in
But a hound jumped after him
It was Traveller who straited him forever.
Chorus:
4. Well they run across the plain
But they soon returned again
The fox nor the hounds never failing
It's been just twelve months today,
Since I heard the squire say,
Hark, forward then me brave hounds forever.
Chorus:
DOODLE LET ME GO
Oh once I had a doudou fair come from Callayo
Hurrah me yeller girls, doodle let me go!
Doodle let me go, me girls, doodle let me go,
Hurrah me yeller girls, doodle let me go!
I picked her up, I took her out, I walked her round the town
(chorus)
She danced her feet, she swung her hips, she winked her sassy
eye
(chorus)
I took her in, I gave her gin, I laid her on the floor
(chorus)
It’s all around the sofa boys, wasn’t it a show
(chorus)
Oh once I had a dou dou fair, come from Callayo
(chorus)
Down In The River To Pray
As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good ol' way
And who shall wear the starry crown?
Good Lord show me the way!
O sisters let's go down
Let's go down, come on down
O sisters let's go down
Down in the river to pray
As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good ol' way
And who shall wear the robe & crown?
Good Lord show me the way
O brothers let's go down
Let's go down, come on down
Come on brothers, let's go down
Down in the river to pray
As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good ol' way
And who shall wear the starry crown?
Good Lord show me the way
O fathers let's go down
Let's go down, come on down
O fathers let's go down
Down in the river to pray
As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good ol' way
And who shall wear the robe and crown?
Good Lord show me the way
O mothers let's go down
Come on down, don't you wanna go down?
Come on mothers, let's go down
Down in the river to pray
As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good ol' way
And who shall wear the starry crown?
Good Lord show me the way
O sinners, let's go down
Let's go down, come on down
O sinners, let's go down
Down in the river to pray
(Repeat first verse, with robe and crown)
Early One Morning
Early one morning,
Just as the sun was rising,
I heard a maiden sing
In the valley below.
(Chorus)
Oh, don't deceive me,
Oh, never leave me,
How could you use
A poor maiden so?
Remember the vows,
That you made to your Mary,
Remember the bow'r,
Where you vowed to be true,
(Chorus)
Oh Gay is the garland,
And fresh are the roses,
I've culled from the garden,
To place on thy brow.
(Chorus)
Thus sang the poor maiden,
Her sorrows bewailing,
Thus sang the poor maid,
In the valley below.
(Chorus)
The Farmer’s Arms
Come all jolly fellows,
That delight in being mellow,
Attend unto me and sit easy.
For a pint when it's quiet,
My lads let us try it,
For dull thinking can drive a man crazy.
(Chorus)
I have lawns, I have bowers.
I have fruit, I have flowers,
And the lark is my morning alarmer;
So, my jolly boys, now,
Here's good luck to the plough (God speed the plough);
Long life and success to the farmer.
Come, lads, when you're able;
Draw near to my table.
Let me hear not one word of complaining.
For the jingling of glasses,
All music surpasses,
And I like to see bottles a-draining.
For here I am King;
I can laugh, drink and sing,
And let no man approach as a stranger;
But show me the ass
That refuses a glass
And I'll treat him to hay in a manger.
(Chorus)
Let the wealthy and great
Roll in splendor and state.
I envy them not, I declare it;
For I eat my own ham,
My own chicken and lamb,
I shear my own fleece and I wear it.
By ploughing and sowing,
By reaping and mowing,
Dame Nature rewards me a-plenty.
I've a cellar well stored,
And a plentiful board,
And my garden affords every dainty.
(Chorus)
The Farmer’s Boy
The sun had sunk behind yon hill
Across yon dreary moor,
When wet and cold there came a boy
Up to a farmer's door.
'Can you tell me if any there be
Who will give me employ
To plough and sow, To reap and mow
And be a farmer's boy, boy,
And be a farmer's boy?
My father's dead, my mother’s left
With her three children small;
And what is worse for my mother still,
I'm the oldest of them all.
But little as I am I will do what I can
All for to seek employ.
To plough and sow, To reap and mow
And be a farmer's boy, boy,
And be a farmer's boy’
.
'Oh, yes,' cried the wife, 'let us try the lad;
Let him no further seek !'
'Oh, yes,' the daughter she replied,
While a tear ran down her cheek,
'It is hard for those who seek for work
And wander for employ.
To plough and sow, To reap and mow
And be a farmer's boy, boy,
And be a farmer's boy’
The boy he stayed till he grew a man
And the good old farmer died.
He left the lad with all he had
And his daughter for his bride.
But the lad that now a farmer is,
He oft times smiles with joy
When he thinks of the day that he came this way
To be a farmer's boy, boy,
To be a farmer's boy.
To plough and sow, To reap and mow
And be a farmer's boy, boy,
And be a farmer's boy’
Fathom The Bowl
Come all you bold heroes, give an ear to my song
And we’ll sing in the praise of good brandy and rum
There’s a clear crystal fountain near England shall roll
Give me the punch ladle, I’ll fathom the bowl
(chorus)
I’ll fathom the bowl, I’ll fathom the bowl
Give me the punch ladle, I’ll fathom the bowl
From France we do get brandy, from Jamaica comes rum
Sweet oranges and apples from Portugal come
But stout and strong cider are England’s control
Give me the punch ladle, I’ll fathom the bowl
(chorus)
My wife she do disturb me when I’m laid at my ease
She does as she likes and she says as she please
My wife, she’s a devil, she’s black as the coal
Give me the punch ladle, I’ll fathom the bowl
(chorus)
My father he do lie in the depths of the sea
With no stone at his head, but what matters for he.
There’s a clear crystal fountain, near England shall roll
Give me the punch ladle, I’ll fathom the bowl
(chorus)
Fiddler's Green
As I went a walking one evening so rare
To view the still waters and taste the salt air
I heard an old fisherman singing this song
Saying, "Take me away boys, my time is not long.
(Chorus)
Wrap me up in me oil skins and blankets
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip mates
And I'll see you someday on fiddler's green."
Now fiddler's green is a place I've heard tell
Where fishermen go if they don't go to hell
Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play
And the cold coast of Greenland is far far away.
(Chorus)
Where the weather is fair and there's never a gale
Where the fish jump on board with a swish of their tail
You lie at your leisure there's no work to do
While the skipper's below makin' tea for the crew.
(Chorus)
I don't need a harp nor a halo not me
Just give me a breeze and a good rollin' sea
I'll play me old squeeze box as we sail along
And the wind in the rigging will sing me this song.
(Chorus)
Fire Marengo
Oh lift him up and carry him along
Fire Marengo, fire away
Sit him down where he belongs
Fire Marengo, fire away
Stow him in his hole below
Fire Marengo, fire away
And stay he must but then he'll go
Fire Marengo, fire away
Oh screw that cart and screw it down
Fire Marengo, fire away
Let's get home to Liverpool town
Fire Marengo, fire away
When I get back to Liverpool town
Fire Marengo, fire away
I'll cast a line to little Sally Brown
Fire Marengo, fire away
I'll haul her high, I'll haul her low
Fire Marengo, fire away
I'll bust her locks and make her go
Fire Marengo, fire away
Oh Sally she's a pretty little craft
Fire Marengo, fire away
Sharp to the fore and rounded aft
Fire Marengo, fire away
Oh lift him up and carry him along
Fire Marengo, fire away
Sit him down where he belongs
Fire Marengo, fire away
Flash Company
Once I had a colour as red as a rose
Now my colour has faded like the lily that grows
Flash company’s been the ruin of me and a great many more
And if it wasn't for flash company I should never been so poor.
(Chorus)
So take a yellow handkerchief in remembrance of me
Tie it around your neck me love, in flash company
Flash company me boys, like so many more ,
If it hadn’t have been for flash company I should never have been so poor.
Oh singing and dancing was all my delight
Flash company’s been the ruin of me and the ruin of me quite
Flash company’s been the ruin of me and a great many more
If it hadn’t have been for flash company I should never have been so poor.
(Chorus)
Now all you little flash girls take a warning by me
And never build your nest my love on the top of a tree
For the green leaves they will wither and the roots they will decay
And the beauty of a fair maid will soon fade away
(Chorus)
Gaudete
(Chorus)
Gaudete, gaudete Christus est natus
Ex Maria virgine gaudete
Gaudete, gaudete Christus est natus
Ex Maria virgine gaudete
Tempus adest gratiae hoc quod optabamus
Carmina laetitiae devote reddamus
(Chorus)
Deus homo factus est naturam mirante
Mundus renovatus est a christo regnante
(Chorus)
Ezechielis porta clausa per transitur
Unde lux est orta salus invenitur
(Chorus)
Ergo nostra contio psallat iam in lustro
Benedicat domino salus Regi nostro
((Chorus twice)
General Taylor
General Taylor gained the day
Walk him along, John, Carry him along
General Taylor gained the day
Carry him to his burying ground
(Chorus)
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
(Chorus)
We dug his grave with a silver spade
Walk him along, John, Carry him along
His shroud of the finest silk was made
Carry him to his burying ground
(Chorus)
We lowered him down on a golden chain
Walk him along, John, Carry him along
On every link we carved his name
Carry him to his burying ground
(Chorus)
General Taylor died long ago
Walk him along, John, Carry him along
He's gone to where the winds don't blow
Carry him to his burying ground
(Chorus)
General Taylor's dead and gone
Walk him along, John, Carry him along
General Taylor's dead and gone
Carry him to his burying ground
(Chorus)
God Bless The Master
God bless the master of this house,
And send him long to reign,
Wherever he walks, wherever he rides,
Lord Jesus be his guide, Lord Jesus be his guide.
God bless the mistress of this house,
With a gold chain round her breast,
Amongst her friends and kindred,
God send their souls to rest, God send their souls to rest.
From morn to morn remember thou,
When first our Christ was born,
He was crucified between two thieves,
And crowned with a thorn, And crowned with a thorn.
From morn to morn remember thou,
When Christ lay on the rood,
Twas for our sins and wickedness,
Christ shed his precious blood, Christ shed his precious blood.
From morn to morn remember thou,
When Christ was wrapped in clay,
He was put into some sepulchre,
Where never no man lay, Where never no man lay.
God bless the ruler of this house,
And send him long to reign,
And many a merry Christmas,
We may live to see again, We may live to see again.
Now I have said my carol,
Which I intend to do,
God bless us all, both great and small,
And send us a happy New Year, And send us a happy New Year.
The Good Old Way
Lift up your hearts, Emmanuel's friends
And taste the pleasure Jesus sends
Let nothing cause you to delay
But hasten in the good old way
(Chorus)
For I have a sweet hope of glory in my soul
(I have a sweet hope of glory)
I have a sweet hope of glory in my soul
(I have a sweet hope of glory)
For I know I have, and I feel I have
A sweet hope of glory in my soul
Our conflicts here, though great they be
Shall not prevent our victory
If we but strive and watch and pray
Like soldiers in the good old way
(Chorus)
Though Satan may his powers employ
Our happiness for to destroy
Yet never fear, we'll gain the day
By marching in the good old way
(Chorus)
Ye valiant souls, for heaven contend
Remember glory is at the end
Our God will wipe our tears away
When we have run the good old way
(Chorus)
And far beyond this mortal shore
We'll meet with those who have gone before
And shout to think we have gained the day
By marching in the good old way
(Chorus)
Green Grow The Rushes O
I’ll sing you one O
Green grow the rushes O
What is your one O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so
I’ll sing you two O
Green grow the rushes O
What is your two O
Two, two the lily white boys
Dressed up all in green O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so
I’ll sing you three O
Green grow the rushes O
What is your three O
Three, three the rivals
Two, two the lily white boys
Dressed up all in green O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so
Four for the Gospel makers
Five for the symbols at your door
Six for the six proud walkers
Seven for the seven stars in the sky
Eight for the April rainers
Nine for the nine bright shiners
Ten for the Ten Commandments
Eleven for the eleven that went to heaven
Twelve for the twelve apostles
GREEN GROWS THE LAUREL
Once I had a sweetheart but now I have none
She's gone and she's left me to weep and to mourn;
She's gone and she's left me another to see
But I'll soon find another much better than she
(Chorus)
Green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew
Sorry was I love at parting from you
Sorry was I love at parting from you
But I’ll change the green laurel to violets of blue.
Oh I pass by her window both early and late
The look that she gives me it makes my heart break;
The look that she gives me a thousand would kill
Though she hates and detests me, I love that girl still.
(Chorus)
I wrote her a letter of red rosy lines
She wrote back an answer all twisted and twined
Saying: Keep your love letters and I’ll keep mine,
saying you write to your love, and I'll write to mine.
(Chorus)
Well oft'times I wonder why young girls love men
And oft'times I wonder why young men love them
For to my own knowledge and it’s well I should know
Young girls are deceivers wherever they go.
(Chorus)
The Grey Funnel Line
Don't mind the rain or the rolling sea
The weary night never worries me
But the hardest time in a sailor's day
Is to watch the sun as it dies away
Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
The finest ship that sails the sea
Is still a prison for the likes of me
But give me wings like Noah's dove
I'll fly up harbour to the girl I love
Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
Oh once my heart was wild and free
Like a flashing spar on the open sea
But now that spar has washed ashore
And come to rest at my true love's door
Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
Each time I gaze behind the screws
Makes me long for Saint Peter's shoes
I'd dance on down that Walker Shore
And rest in my true love's arms once more
Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
Oh Lord if dreams were only real
I'd feel my hands on that wooden wheel
And with all my heart I'd turn her round
And tell the boys that we're homeward bound
Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
I'll pass the time like some machine
Until the waters turn to green
Then I'll dance on down that walk ashore
And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more
And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more
Cyril Tawney
Hal an Tow
Take no scorn to wear the horn
It was the crest when you was born
Your father's father wore it
And your father wore it too
(Chorus)
Hal-an-tow, jolly rumbalow
We were up long before the day-O
To welcome in the summer,
To welcome in the May-O
The summer is a-coming in
And winter's gone away-O
What happened to the Spaniards
That made so great a boast-O?
Why they shall eat the feathered goose
And we shall eat the roast-O
(Chorus)
Robin Hood and Little John
Have both gone to the fair-O
And we will to the merry green wood
To hunt the buck and hare-O
(Chorus)
God bless Aunt Mary Moyses
And all her power and might-O
And send us peace to England
Send peace by day and night-O
(Chorus)
Hanging Johnny
They call me hanging Johnny,
Away, boys, away!
They say I hang for money!
So hang, boys, hang!
They say I hanged my mother,
Away, boys, away!
My sisters and my brothers
So hang, boys, hang!
They say I hanged my granny,
Away, boys, away!
I strung her up so canny
So hang, boys, hang!
They say I hung a copper,
Away, boys, away!
I gave him the long dropper
So hang, boys, hang!
I'd hang the mates and skippers,
Away, boys, away!
I'd hang 'em by their flippers
So hang, boys, hang!
A rope, a beam, a ladder,
Away, boys, away!
I'll hang ye all together
So hang, boys, hang!
Hang `em from the yardarm,
Away, boys, away!
Hang the sea and buy a pigfarm
So hang, boys, hang!
They say I hang for money,
Away, boys, away!
Hanging ain't bloody funny
So hang, boys, hang!
They call me hanging Johnny,
Away, boys, away!
Ain't never hanged nobody
So hang, boys, hang!
Hard Times
Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears,
While we all sup sorrow with the poor;
There's a song that will linger forever in our ears;
Oh hard times come again no more.
(Chorus)
Tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
Hard Times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
Oh hard times come again no more.
While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay,
There are frail forms fainting at the door;
Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say
Oh hard times come again no more.
(Chorus)
There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away,
With a worn heart whose better days are o'er:
Though her voice would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day,
Oh hard times come again no more.
(Chorus)
Tis a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave,
Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore
Tis a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave
Oh hard times come again no more.
(Chorus)
Haul On The Bowline
Haul on the bowline
So early in the morning
Haul on the bowline,
The bowline haul!
Haul on the bowline
The bloody ship’s a rolling
Refrain
Haul on the bowline
The old man he's a-growlin',
Refrain
Haul on the bowline
Kitty is me darling.
Refrain
Haul on the bowline
Kitty lives in Liverpool,
Refrain
Haul on the bowline
Kitty's on the game again,
Refrain
Haul on the bowline
It’s a far cry to payday
Refrain
Haul on the bowline
So early in the morning
Refrain
The Hog-Eye Man
Oh, hand me down my riding cane
I'm off to meet my darling Jane
(Chorus)
And a hog-eye, Railroad navvy with his hog-eye
Steady on the jig with a hog-eye, Oh, she wants the hog-eye man
Oh, the hog-eye man is the man for me
Sailing down from Wallslough sea
(Chorus)
Oh, he come to the shack where Sally did dwell
He knocked on the door and he rung her bell
(Chorus)
Oh, who's been here since I been gone?
Railroad navvy with his sea-boots on
(Chorus)
If I catch him here with Sally once more
I'll sling my hook, go to sea once more
(Chorus)
Oh, Sally's in the garden sifting sand
The hog-eye man sitting hand in hand
(Chorus)
Oh, Sally's in the garden punching duff
Cheeks of her arse go chuff, chuff, chuff
(Chorus)
Oh, I won't bear a hog-eye, damned if I do
Got chiggers in his feet and he can't wear shoes
(Chorus)
Oh, the hog-eye man is the man for me
He is blind and he cannot see
(Chorus)
Oh, a hog-eye ship and a hog-eye crew
Hog-eye mate and a skipper too
(Chorus)
The Holy Ground
Fare thee well my lovely Dinah a thousand times adieu
We are going away from the Holy Ground and the girls we all love true
We will sail the South Seas over but we’ll return for sure,
And still I live in hopes to see the Holy Ground once more.
(Chorus)
Fine girl you are
You’re the girl I do adore
And still I live in hopes to see
The Holy Ground once more
Now when we're out a-sailing and you are far behind
Fine letters I will write to you with the secrets of my mind
The secrets of my mind, me girl, you're the girl I do adore
And still I live in hopes to see the Holy Ground once more.
(Chorus)
Oh, now the storm is breaking, and we are far from shore
And the good old ship she is tossing about and the rigging is all tore
But the secrets of my heart, my love, you’re the girl I do adore
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
(Chorus)
Oh, now the storm is over and we are safe and well
We’ll go into a public house and we’ll sit and we’ll drink like hell
We’ll drink strong ale and porter and make the rafters roar
And when our money is all spent, we'll go to sea once more.
(Chorus)
I Went To Market
Well I went to market to buy a cock
And the cock did very well please me
Every time I fed me cock
I fed her all under a tree
And me cock went cock a cock a cock a cock a doodle doo
And after every farmer's cock did my cock crow
So I went to market to buy a hen
And the hen did very well please me
Every time I fed me hen
I fed her all under a tree
And me hen went cackle
Me cock went cock a cock a cock a cock a doodle doo
And after every farmer's cock did my cock crow
So I went to market to buy a duck
And me duck went quack etc
So I went to market to buy a goose … honk
So I went to market to buy a pig … (snort)
So I went to market to buy a sheep … baa
So I went to market to buy a cow … moo
So I went to market to buy a wife
And the wife did very well please me
Every time I fed me wife
I fed her all under a tree
And me wife said dammit!
Me cow went moo
And me sheep went baa
And me pig went [snort!]
And me goose went honk
And me duck went quack
And me hen went cackle
Me cock went cock a cock a cock a cock a doodle doo
And after every farmer's cock did my cock crow
IDLERS AND SKIVERS (Knocking at the Door)
We're the idlers, we're the skivers, we're the undeserving poor
See how prettily we curtsy and we bow?
See us stand with cap in hand again outside the rich man's door
For the new Victorian age is dawning now
And we mind our manners as before, we watch our Q's and P's
We're grateful for the handouts and we always try to please
And we will not raise our heads when they prefer us on our knees
For we're only idle undeserving poor
(Chorus) But we're knocking at the door, we're knocking at the door
And a penny in the poor man's hat will no longer do
You'd better open wide and let us come in inside
For the knocking's nearly over and the door's coming through
We were jumped up little oiks and erks, the undeserving poor
When we found ourselves the masters for a day
For we'd fought and bled and died a lot to win the second war
And we thought we'd earned the right to have our say
So we sang of New Jerusalem, they didn't like the song
They threw their spanners in the works and laughed when all went wrong
And we should have known they'd never let us be the masters long
Not the jumped up oiks, the undeserving poor
(Chorus)
Then they taught us to be selfish, never had it so good poor
And they dangled such a tempting, juicy fly
And we saw their shabby goodies in an 'I'm Alright Jack' store
And we couldn't wait to rush inside and buy
For then money was the godhead and the only gospel greed
We sold our gains to fill the ad-man's non-existent need
With a mess of tatty trinkets and a pile of plastic beads
And we stayed the idle, undeserving poor
(Chorus)
Still we trusted in their promises, we undeserving poor
When they said we marched toward some sunlit plain
All the dark times were behind us, only golden days before
But it turned into the same old lies again
For they gave the rope we asked for and we didn't have a care
As they showed us to the scaffold, and we blithely climbed the stair
Then they kicked away the trap and left us hanging in the air
And we're hanging still, the undeserving poor
(Chorus)
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And if you've not yet enlisted in the army of the poor
Never fear, you've call-up papers on the way
Or perhaps you think you're fireproof, well you'd better think some more
For your turn is coming soon some future day
They don't need you on the land now or on the factory floor
They won't even need you when they go and start the final war
Best be ready when they start to ask what do they need you for
When you're only idle, undeserving poor
(Chorus)
But you haven't done your duty when you've sung about the poor
If you never raise a hand to ease their plight
If you sing the chorus louder, it might ease your conscience more
But pious thoughts do not excuse you from the fight
For the times are getting harder and we haven't seen the worse
They still foul the wells of plenty while so many die of thirst
So we will rebuild Jerusalem but clean the temple first
And they'll wish they'd taken pity on the poor.
(Chorus)
Keith Marsden
I’ll Lay Ye Doon Love
(Chorus)
I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll treat ye decent
I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll fill your can
I'll lay ye doon, love, I'll treat ye decent
For surely he is an honest man
As I walked oot on a summer evening
Down by the water and the pleasant strand
And as I was walking I heard them talking
Saying, Surely he is an honest man
(Chorus)
I hae traveled far frae Inverey
Aye, and doon as far as Edinburgh toon
And it's I maun gae, love, and travel further
But when I come back, I will lay ye doon
(Chorus)
I maun leave ye noo, love, but I'll return
Tae ye my love and I'll tak' your hand,
Then no more I'll roam frae ye my love
Nae mair tae walk on a foreign strand.
(Chorus)
I’m A Rover
(Chorus)
I'm a rover, seldom sober, I'm a rover of high degree
It's when I'm drinkin' I'm always thinkin' how to gain my love's company
Though the night be as dark as dungeon, not a star can be seen above
I will be guided without a stumble, into the arms of my own true love
(Chorus)
He stepped up to her bedroom window, kneeling gently upon a stone
He whispers through her bedroom window, my darling dear do you lie alone
(Chorus)
It's only me your own true lover, open the door and let me in
For I have come on a long nights journey and I'm near drenched to the skin
(Chorus)
She opened the door with the greatest pleasure, she opened the door and
she let him in
They both shook hands and embraced each other, until the morning they lay
as one
(Chorus)
Says I: My love I must go and leave you, to climb the hills they are far above
But I will climb with the greatest pleasure, since I've been in the arms of my
love
(Chorus)
In the Bleak Mid Winter
In the bleak mid-winter, frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone,
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter, long ago.
Our God, heaven can’t hold Him, nor Earth sustain,
Heaven and Earth shall flee away, when He comes to reign.
In the bleak mid-winter a stable-place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.
Enough for him whom cherubim worship night and day
A breastful of milk and a mangerful of hay
Enough for him whom angels fall down before
The ox and ass and camel which adore.
Angels and Archangels may have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air,
But only his mother in her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the Beloved with a kiss.
What can I give Him, poor as I am ?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb,
If I were a wise man, I would do my part,
Yet what I can I give him, give my heart.
The Innocent Hare (Sportsmen arouse)
� Sportsmen arouse the morning is clear,
The larks are singing all in the air. �
� Go and tell your sweet lover the hounds are out, �
Saddle your horses, your saddles prepare,
We'll away to some cover to seek for a hare.
� We searched the woods, the groves all round,
The trial being over, the game is found, �
� Then off she springs through brake she flies, �
Follow, follow the musical horn,
Sing follow, hark, forward the innocent hare.
� The huntsman blows his joyful sound,
Tally ho, my boys, all over the downs. �
� From the woods to the valleys see how she creeps, �
Follow, follow the musical horn,
Sing follow, hark, forward the innocent hare.
� All along the green turf she pants for breath,
The huntsman he cries out for death. �
� Elope, elope, retiring hare. �
Follow, follow the musical horn,
Sing follow, hark, forward the innocent hare.
� This hare has led us a noble run,
Success to sportsmen every one, �
� Such a chase she has led us, four hours or more, �
Wine and beer we'll drink without fear,
We'll drink a success to the innocent hare.
NB The little squares mean repeat the section between the squares
It Came Upon The Midnight Clear
It came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold,
"Peace on the earth, good will to men, from heaven's all- gracious King",
The world in solemn stillness lay, to hear the angels sing.
Still through the cloven skies they come, with peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heavenly music floats o'er all the weary world,
Above its sad and lowly plains they bend on hovering wing,
And ever o'er its Babel sounds the blessed angels sing.
Yet with the woes of sin and strife the world has suffered long,
Beneath the angel-strain have rolled two thousand years of wrong,
And man at war with man hears not the love song which they bring,
O hush the noise ye men of strife and hear the angels sing.
And ye, beneath life’s crushing load whose forms are bending low
Who toil along the climbing way with painful steps and slow,
Look now! For glad and golden hours come swiftly on the wing
O rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing!
For lo! the days are hastening on, by prophet bards foretold,
When with the ever-circling years comes round the age of gold,
When peace shall over all the earth its ancient splendours fling,
And all the world give back the song which now the angels sing.
The Jolly Waggoner
When first I went a-waggoning, a-waggoning did go
It filled my poor old parents' hearts with sorrow, grief, and woe
And many were the hardships that I did undergo.
(Chorus)
Sing whoa my lads, sing whoa, drive on my lads, drive on
Who wouldn't be for all the world a jolly waggoner.
When it's pelting down with rain, my lads, I get wetted to the skin
But I bear it with contented heart until I reach the inn
And I sit down a-drinking with the landlord and his kin.
(Chorus)
Well, things is greatly altered now and waggons few are seen
The world's turned topsy-turvy, lads, and things is run by steam
And the whole world passes before me just like a morning dream.
(Chorus)
Aye, things is greatly altered now but then what can us do
The folks in power all take no heed to the likes of me and you
It's hardship for us working lads and a fortune for the few.
(Chorus)
Well, Martinmas is coming, lads, what pleasures we shall see
Like chaff before the wind, my lads, we'll make our money flee
And every lad shall take his lass and he'll have her on his knee.
(Chorus)
The King
Joy, health, love and peace,
Be all here in this place,
By your leave we will sing,
Concerning our King.
Our King is well dressed,
In silks of the best,
In ribbons so rare,
No king can compare.
We have travelled many miles,
Over hedges and stiles,
In search of our King,
Unto to you we bring.
We have powder and shot,
To conquer the lot,
We have cannon and ball,
To conquer them all.
O Christmas is past,
Twelfth Night is the last,
And we bid you adieu,
Great joy to the New.
The Leaving of Liverpool
Farewell to Princes' landing stage
River Mersey fare thee well
I am bound for California,
a place I know right well
(Chorus)
So fare thee well my own true love
When I return united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee
I have sailed with Burgess once before,
I think I know him well
If a man's a sailor he will get along,
If not then he's sure in hell
(Chorus)
I am bound for California
By way of stormy Cape Horn
And I will write to thee a letter, love,
when I am homeward bound
(Chorus)
The Lincolnshire Poacher
When I was bound apprentice in famous Lincolnshire
Full well I served my master for nigh on seven years
Till I took up to poaching as you shall quickly hear
Oh, 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year.
As me and my companions was setting out a snare
'Twas then we spied the gamekeeper, for him we didn't care
For we can wrestle and fight, my boys, and jump from anywhere
Oh, 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year.
As me and my companions was setting four or five
And taking them all up again, we caught a hare alive
We caught a hare alive, my boys, and through the woods did steer
Oh, 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year.
We threw him over my shoulder, boys, and then we trudged home
We took him to a neighbour's house and sold him for a crown
We sold him for a crown, my boys, but I divven't tell you where
Oh, 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year.
Success to every gentleman that lives in Lincolnshire
(Alt. Bad luck to every magistrate)
Success to every poacher that wants to sell a hare
Bad luck to every gamekeeper that will not sell his deer
Oh, 'tis my delight on a shiny night in the season of the year.
Lowlands
I dreamed a dream the other night,
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John,
I dreamed a dream the other night,
Lowlands, away!
I dreamed I saw my own true love,
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John,
I dreamed I saw my own true love,
Lowlands, away!
The salt sea weed was in his hair.
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John,
The salt sea weed was in his hair
Lowlands, away!
And then I knew my love was dead
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John,
And then I knew my love was dead
Lowlands, away!
I dreamed a dream the other night,
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John,
I dreamed a dream the other night,
Lowlands, away!
Malpas Wassail
Now the harvest being over and Christmas drawing in,
Please open your door and let us come in.
(Chorus) With our wassail, wassail, wassail,
And joy come to our jolly wassail.
Here's the master and mistress sitting down by the fire,
While we poor wassail boys do trudge through the mire.
(Chorus)
Here's the master and mistress sitting down at their ease,
Put your hands in your pockets and give what you please.
(Chorus)
This ancient awd house we will kindly salute,
It is the old custom you need not dispute.
(Chorus)
Here's an ‘ealth to the master and a long time to live.
Since you've been so kind and so willing to give.
(Chorus)
Here's the saddle and the bridle they're hung upon the
shelf,
If you want any more you can sing it yourself.
(Chorus)
Mars For Evermore
Come my lads we're off to the Main,
Oh Agamemnons all,
To load our ships with the dollars of Spain,
Mars for evermore.
They told us thirty ships of the line,
Oh Agamemnons all,
From France and Spain on the sea does shine.
Mars for evermore.
Them ships of France and Spain do shine,
Oh Agamemnons all,
They'll not forget the year of five.
Mars for evermore.
The guns did rattle and the shot did hail,
Oh Agamemnons all,
And every ship poured fire and flame.
Mars for evermore.
The streams of blood from our scuppers did flow,
Oh Agamemnons all,
The blue sea rolled with purple gore.
Mars for evermore.
We'll burn their boats and flatten their mountains,
Oh Agamemnons all,
We'll make their blood to flow like fountains.
Mars for evermore.
Well from our side broke the British thunder,
Oh Agamemnons all
,And that's how we'll keep our enemies under.
Mars for evermore.
A.L.Lloyd
Mighty Rocky Road
(Called) It's a mighty rocky road,
I’ve almost done travelling,
That mighty rocky road,
I’ve almost done travelling,
That mighty rocky road,
I’ve almost done travelling,
(Chorus)
I’m bound to go where Jesus is,
I’m bound to go where Jesus is
And there to find the path of God
I’m bound to go where Jesus is
And be his for ever more.
(Called) I’ve got a Father on the road
He’s almost done travelling
A Father on the road
He’s almost done travelling
A Father on the road
He’s almost done travelling
(Chorus with He’s)
(Called) I’ve got a Mother on the road
She’s almost done travelling
A Mother on the road
She’s almost done travelling
A Mother on the road
She’s almost done travelling
(Chorus with She’s)
I’ve got a Brother on the road etc
I’ve got a Sister on the road etc
Repeat first verse
Mingulay Boat Song
(Chorus)
Heel y'ho boys, let her go, boys
Bring her head round and all together
Heel y'ho boys, let her go boys
Sailing homeward to Mingulay!
What care we how white the Minch is
What care we for the wind and weather?
Let her go boys, every inch is
Sailing homeward to Mingulay!
(Chorus)
Wives are waiting by the harbour,
Looking seaward from the heather.
Pull her 'round boys, and we'll anchor
'Ere the sun sets on Mingulay!
(Chorus)
My Bonnie
My Bonnie lies over the ocean
My Bonnie lies over the sea
My Bonnie lies over the ocean
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me
(Chorus)
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me
Bring back, bring back
Oh bring back my Bonnie to me
Last night as I lay on my pillow
Last night as I lay on my bed
Last night as I lay on my pillow
I dreamt that my Bonnie was dead
(Chorus)
Oh blow the winds o'er the ocean
And blow the winds o'er the sea
Oh blow the winds o'er the ocean
And bring back my Bonnie to me
(Chorus)
The winds have blown over the ocean
The winds have blown over the sea
The winds have blown over the ocean
And brought back my Bonnie to me
(Chorus)
New York Girls
As I walked down on Broadway,
One evening in July,
I met a maid who asked me trade,
A Sailor John says I.
(Chorus)
And away, you santee, my dear Annie,
Oh, you New York girls,
Can't you dance the Polka?
To Tiffany's I took her,
I did not mind expense,
I bought her two gold earrings,
That cost me fifteen cents.
(Chorus)
Says she, "You limejuice sailor,
Now see me home you may."
But when we reached her cottage door,
She unto me did say
"My flash man he's a Yankee,
With his hair cut short behind,
He wears a pair of long seaboots,
An' he's bosun in the blackball line."
"He's homeward bound this evening,
And with me he will stay.
So get a move on, sailor-boy,
Get cracking on your way."
(Chorus)
So I kissed her hard and proper,
Before her flash man came,
And fare-ye-well, me Bowery gal,
I know your little game.
(Chorus)
I wrapped me glad rags round me,
And to the docks did steer.
I'll never court another maid;
I'll stick to rum and beer.
(Chorus)
The Nightingale (1)
As I was a-walking one morning in May,
O there I saw a young couple a-making of hay,
One was a pretty maid and her beauty shone clear,
And the other was a soldier in the bold grenadiers.
(Chorus)
And they kissed so sweet and comforting as they clung to each other,
They went arm in arm along the road like sister and brother;
They went arm in arm along the road till they came to a spring,
Then they both sat down together love to hear the nightingale sing.
Then whispering sweet words of love he took her round the middle
And out of his knapsack he brought forth a fiddle
And he played her such a pretty song as made the hills and the valleys ring
Oh hark hark! says the fair maid oh how the nightingales sing!
(Chorus)
O, come, said the soldier, it is time to give o'er.
O, no, said the maiden, Let us have one tune more;
I do so like your playing and the touch of your string,
I do like to sit together love to hear the nightingales sing.
(Chorus)
Oh come says the fair maid, will you marry me?
O no, said the soldier, that never could be.
But if ever I return again, it will be in the spring,
Then we'll both sit down together, love, and hear the nightingale sing.
(Chorus)
The Nightingale (2)
My sweetheart, come along, don't you hear the fine song,
The sweet notes of the nightingale flow?
Don't you hear the fond tale of the sweet nightingale
As she sings in the valley below, As she sings in the valley below
Pretty Betsy, don't fail, I will carry your pail
Straight home to your cot as we go.
You will hear the fond tale of the sweet nightingale
As she sings in the valley below, As she sings in the valley below
Pray leave me alone, I have hands of my own,
And along with you, sir, I'll not go
For to hear the fond tale of the sweet nightingale
As she sings in the valley below, As she sings in the valley below
Come sit yourself down here with me on the ground,
On this bank where the primroses grow.
Here we'll hear the fond tale of the sweet nightingale
As she sings in the valley below, As she sings in the valley below
So she sat herself down there with him on the ground,
On the banks where the primroses grow.
And she heard the fond tale of the sweet nightingale
As she sings in the valley below, As she sings in the valley below
Now this couple agreed to get married with speed
And straightway to the church they did go.
No more she's afraid for to sit in the shade
As she sings in the valley below, As she sings in the valley below
Oh No John
On yonder hill there stands a creature,
Who she is I do not know
I will court her for her beauty,
She must answer yes or no
Oh no John, No John, No John, No!
My father was a Spanish Captain,
Went to sea a month ago
First he kissed me, then he left me,
Bid me always answer no
Oh no John, No John, No John, No!
Oh madam in your face is beauty,
On your lips red roses grow
Will you take me for your lover,
Madam answer yes or no
Oh no John, No John, No John, No!
Oh madam I will give you jewels,
I will make you rich and free
I will give you silken dresses,
Madam will you marry me?
Oh no John, No John, No John, No!
Oh madam since you are so cruel,
And that you do scorn me so
If I may not be your lover,
Madam will you let me go?
Oh no John, No John, No John, No!
Then I will stay with you forever,
If you will not be unkind
Madam I have vowed to love you,
Would you have me change my mind?
Oh no John, No John, No John, No!
Oh hark, I hear the churchbells ringing,
Will you come and be my wife?
Or dear madam, have you settled,
To live single all your life?
Oh no John, No John, No John, No!
One More Day
Have you heard the news, my Johnny
One more day!
We're homeward bound tomorrow
Only one more day!
Only one more day a-rolling Johnny
One more day!
Can't you hear the gulls a-calling
Only one more day!
Only one more day a-howling Johnny
One more day!
Can't you hear the gals a-calling
Only one more day!
Heave and sight the anchor, Johnny
One more day!
For we're close aboard the port,
Only one more day!
Put on your long-tail blue, Johnny
One more day!
For your payday's nearly due.
Only one more day!
No more gales or heavy weather Johnny
One more day!
Only one more day together
Only one more day!
Only one more day, my Johnny,
One more day!
O, rock and roll me over.
Only one more day!
Pace Egging Song (short version)
(Chorus)
Here's one, two, three jolly lads all in one mind
We have come a pace egging and we hope you'll prove kind
We hope you'll prove kind with your eggs and strong beer
For we'll come no more nigh you until the next year
And the first that comes in is Lord Nelson you'll see
With a bunch of blue ribbons tied round by his knee
And a star on his breast that like silver do shine
And I hope he remembers it's pace egging time
(chorus)
And the next that comes in, it is Lord Collingwood
He fought with Lord Nelson till he shed his blood
And he's come from the sea old England to view
And he's come a pace egging with all of his crew
(chorus)
And the last to come in is old Tosspot, you see
He's a valiant old man and in every degree
He's a valiant old man and he wears a pigtail
And all his delight is a drinking mulled ale
(chorus)
Come ladies and gentlemen, sit by the fire
Put your hands in your pockets and give us our desire
Put your hands in your pockets and treat us all right
If you give nought, we'll take nought, farewell and goodnight
(chorus)
Pleasant And Delightful
It was pleasant and delightful on a bright Summer’s morn
When the green fields and meadows were covered with corn
And the blackbirds and thrushes sang on every green spray
And the larks they sang melodious at the dawning of the day
And the larks they sang melodious, and the larks they sang melodious,
And the larks they sang melodious at the dawning of the day.
A sailor and his true love went walking one day
Said the sailor to his true love "I'm bound far away
I’m bound for the Indies where the loud cannons roar
I must go and leave you Nancy you're the girl that I adore
I must go and leave you Nancy, I must go and leave you Nancy,
I must go and leave you Nancy, you're the girl that I adore.
Then a ring from his finger he instantly drew
Saying "Take this dear Nancy and my heart go with you"
And as they embraced tears from her eyes fell
Saying, "May I go along with you?" "Oh no my love farewell"
Saying, "May I go along with you?" Saying, "May I go along with you?"
Saying, "May I go along with you?" "Oh no my love farewell"
So fare well my dearest Nancy, I am bound far away
For the topsail is hoisted and the anchor is weighed
The ship she is waiting for the next flowing tide
And if ever I return again I will make you my bride
And if ever I return again And if ever I return again
And if ever I return again I will make you my bride.
The Prickle Holly Bush
“Oh, slack your horse,” cries George,
“Come slack it for a while,
For I think I see my father
Coming over yonder style.”
“Did you bring gold?
Did you bring silver to set me free?
For to keep my body from the cold gaol wall
And me neck from the high gallows tree.”
“I've no gold,
I've no silver to set you free,
But I have come for to see you hang,
Oh, hang upon the high gallows tree.”
Oh, the prickle-holly bush, it pricks, it pricks,
Oh, it pricks my heart full sore
And if ever I get out of the prickle-holly bush
I'll never get in there any more.
Repeat for his mother and sister as above;
Then repeat for his sweetheart, who responds:
“I've brought gold,
I've brought silver to set you free,
For I've not come for to see you hang,
Oh, hang upon the high gallows tree.”
Oh, the prickle-holly bush, it pricks, it pricks,
Oh, it pricks my heart full sore
And now that I'm out of the prickle-holly bush
I'll never get in there any more.
Rio Grande
I'll sing you a song of the fish of the sea,
Way, Rio!
I'll sing you a song of the fish of the sea,
And we're bound for the Rio Grande!
(Chorus)
Then away, love, away,
Way, Rio!
So fare ye well, my pretty young gal,
We are bound for the Rio Grande!
It's goodbye to Sally and goodbye to Sue,
Way, Rio!
And you who are listening goodbye to you,
For we're bound for the Rio Grande!
(Chorus)
So man the good capstan and run it around,
Way, Rio!
We'll heave up the anchor to this jolly sound,
For we're bound for the Rio Grande!
(Chorus)
Our ship went a-sailing out over the bar,
Way, Rio!
We pointed her nose for the southeren star,
For we're bound for the Rio Grande!
(Chorus)
The anchor is weighed and the sails they are set,
Way, Rio!
The maids that we're leaving we'll never forget,
For we're bound for the Rio Grande!
(Chorus)
Roll Alabama Roll
When the Alabama's keel was laid
Roll, Alabama, roll!
It was laid in the yard of Jonathan Laird
Oh, roll, Alabama, roll!
It was laid in the yard of Jonathan Laird
Roll, Alabama, roll!
It was laid in the town of Birkenhead
Oh, roll, Alabama, roll!
Across the Mersey river she sailed then
Roll, Alabama, roll!
And Liverpool fitted her with guns and men
Oh, roll, Alabama, roll!
From the Western Isles she sailed forth
Roll, Alabama, roll!
To destroy all commerce of the North
Oh, roll, Alabama, roll!
Down to Cherbourg came she straight one day
Roll, Alabama, roll!
For to take her toll in prize money
Oh, roll, Alabama, roll!
There many a sailor lad met his doom
Roll, Alabama, roll!
When the ship Kearsarge hove in view
Oh, roll, Alabama, roll!
And a shot from the forward pivot that day
Roll, Alabama, roll!
It shot the Alabama's stern away
Oh, roll, Alabama, roll!
In the three-mile limit, in sixty-five
Roll, Alabama, roll!
The Alabama sunk to her grave
Oh, roll, Alabama, roll!
Roll the Old Chariot Along
Oh, a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm
And we'll all hang on behind.
(Chorus)
So we'll roll the old chariot along
An' we'll roll the golden chariot along.
So we'll roll the old chariot along
An' we'll all hang on behind!
Oh, a plate of Irish stew wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a plate of Irish stew wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a plate of Irish stew wouldn't do us any harm
And we'll all hang on behind.
(Chorus)
Oh, a nice fat cook wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a nice fat cook wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a nice fat cook wouldn't do us any harm
And we'll all hang on behind.
(Chorus)
Oh, a roll in the clover wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a roll in the clover wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a roll in the clover wouldn't do us any harm
And we'll all hang on behind.
(Chorus)
Oh, a long spell in gaol wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a long spell in gaol wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a long spell in gaol wouldn't do us any harm
And we'll all hang on behind.
(Chorus)
Oh, a nice watch below wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a nice watch below wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a nice watch below wouldn't do us any harm
And we'll all hang on behind.
(Chorus)
Oh, a night with the gals wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a night with the gals wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a night with the gals wouldn't do us any harm
And we'll all hang on behind.
(Chorus)
Rolling Down to Old Maui
It's a damned tough life, full of toil and strife
We whalermen undergo.
And we don't give a damn when the gale has stopped
How hard the wind did blow.
We're homeward bound! 'Tis a grand old sound
On a good ship taut and free,
And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum
With the girls on old Maui.
(Chorus)
Rolling down to old Maui, my boys,
Rolling down to old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground
Rolling home to old Maui.
Once more we sail with a northerly gale
Through the ice and sleet and rain.
And them coconut fronds in them tropic lands
We soon shall see again.
Six hellish months we've passed away
In the cold Kamchatka sea,
And now we're bound from the arctic ground,
Rolling down to old Maui.
(Chorus)
We'll heave the lead where old Diamondhead
Looms up on old Oahu.
Our mast and yards are sheathed with ice
And our decks are hid from view.
The horrid tiles of the sea-cut ice
That deck the Arctic Sea
Are miles behind in the frozen wind
Since we steered for old Maui.
(Chorus)
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How soft the breeze of the tropic seas
Now the ice is far astern,
And them native maids in them island glades
Are awaiting our return.
Even now their big black eyes look out
Hoping some fine day to see
Our baggy sails running 'fore the gales
Rolling down to old Maui.
(Chorus)
And now we sail with a favouring gale
Towards our island home.
Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done,
And we ain't got far to roam.
Our stuns'l booms are carried away
What care we for that sound?
A living gale is after us,
Thank God we're homeward bound!
(Chorus)
And now we're anchored in the bay
With the Kanakas all around
With chants and soft aloha oes
They greet us homeward bound.
And now ashore we'll have good fun
We'll paint them beaches red
Awaking in the arms of a wahine
With a big fat aching head.
(Chorus)
The Roseabella
One Monday morning in the month of May,
One Monday morning in the month of May,
I thought I heard the old man say,
The Roseabella will sail today.
(Chorus)
And I'm going on board the Rosabella ,
I'm going on board the Roseabella
I'm going on board, right down to board
The saucy Roseabella
She's a deepwater ship with a deepwater crew
She's a deepwater ship with a deepwater crew
You can stick to the coast but we're damned if we do
On board the Roseabella
(Chorus)
Them Bowery girls they all will grieve
Them Bowery girls they all will grieve
They have taken all my money and made me leave
Aboard the Roseabella
(Chorus)
All around Cape Horn in the Month of May ,
All around Cape Horn in the Month of May,
Around Cape Horn is a bloody long way
Aboard the Roseabella
(Chorus)
One Monday morning in the month of May
One Monday morning in the month of May
I thought I heard the old man say,
The Roseabella will sail today.
(Chorus)
Rosebud in June
It's a rosebud in June,
And the violets in full bloom
The small birds are singing
Love songs from each spray.
(Chorus)
We'll pipe and we'll sing, love,
We'll dance in a ring, love.
When each lad takes his lass,
All on the green grass,
And it's all to plow
Where the fat oxen graze low;
And the lads and the lasses do sheepshearing go.
Oh their flesh it is good,
It's the best of all foods
And their wool it will clothe us
And keep our backs from the cold.
(Chorus)
Here's the ewes and the lambs,
Here's the hogs and the rams.
And the fat withers too
They will make a fine show.
(Chorus)
Sally Brown
Sally Brown she's a nice young lady,
Way, hay, we roll an' go.
We roll all night
And we roll all day
Spend my money on Sally Brown.
Shipped on board off a Liverpool liner
Way, hay, we roll an' go.
We roll all night
And we roll all day
Spend my money on Sally Brown.
Mother doesnt like a tarry sailor
Way, hay, we roll an' go.
We roll all night
And we roll all day
Spend my money on Sally Brown.
She wants her to marry a one legged captain
Way, hay, we roll an' go.
We roll all night
And we roll all day
Spend my money on Sally Brown.
Sally Brown she’s one bright lady
Way, hay, we roll an' go.
We roll all night
And we roll all day
Spend my money on Sally Brown.
She drinks stock rum and she chews tobacco
Way, hay, we roll an' go.
We roll all night
And we roll all day
Spend my money on Sally Brown.
Sally Brown she's a nice young lady,
Way, hay, we roll an' go.
We roll all night
And we roll all day
Spend my money on Sally Brown.
Sans Day Carol (The Holly Bears a Blossom)
Oh the holly bears a blossom as white as the milk,
And Mary bore Jesus all wrapped up in silk.
(Chorus)
And Mary she bore Jesus Christ our Saviour for to be,
And the first tree in the greenwood, it was the holly, holly, holly,
And the first tree in the greenwood, it was the holly.
Oh the holly bears a prickle as sharp as a thorn
And Mary bore Jesus on Christmas Day Morn
(Chorus)
Oh the holly bears a leaf as green as the grass,
And Mary bore Jesus who died on the cross.
(Chorus)
Oh the holly bears a bark as bitter as any gall
And Mary bore Jesus who died for us all.
(Chorus)
Oh the holly bears a berry as blood it is red,
And Mary bore Jesus who rose from the dead.
(Chorus)
Saucy Sailor
"Come my own one, come my fair one,
Come my dearest unto me,
Will you wed a poor sailor lad
That has just returned from sea?"
"You are ragged, love, you are dirty, love,
And your clothes smell of tar
So begone you saucy sailor boy.
Begone you Jack Tar."
"If I'm ragged, love, if I'm dirty, love,
And my clothes smell of tar,
I've silver in my pocket, love,
And gold in great store."
And when she heard this
Down before him she fell,
"I will wed you my dear Henery,
For I love a sailor well."
"Do you think I am foolish, love,
Do you think I am mad,
To wed a poor country girl,
Where no fortune’s to be had?"
"I'll cross the briny ocean,
Where meadows are so green,
Since you refused the offer, love,
Some other girl shall wear the ring."
"I'm frolicsome, I'm easy,
Good-tempered and free,
I don't care a single pin, my boys,
What the world thinks of me."
See Amid The Winter's Snow
See Amid The Winter's Snow,
Born for us on earth below,
See the tender Lamb appears,
Promised from eternal years.
(Chorus)
Hail thou ever blessed morn!
Hail redemption's happy dawn!
Sing through all Jerusalem,
Christ is born in Bethlehem.
Lo, within a manger lies,
He who built the starry skies,
He who, throned in height sublime,
Sits amid the cherubim.
(Chorus)
Say, ye holy shepherds, say,
What your joyful news today,
Wherefore have ye left your sheep,
On the lonely mountain steep?
(Chorus)
“As we watched at dead of night,
Lo, we saw a wondrous light,
Angels singing ‘Peace on earth’
Told us of the Saviour's birth.”
(Chorus)
Teach O teach us holy Child
By thy face so meek and mild
Teach us to resemble thee
In thy sweet humility.
(Chorus)
Shallow Brown
O, I'm going to leave her
Shallow, oh shallow brown
O, I'm going to leave her
Shallow brown, shallow brown
Bound away for St. Georges
Shallow, oh shallow brown
Bound away for St. Georges
Shallow brown, shallow brown
Master's going to sell me
Shallow, oh shallow brown
Master's going to sell me
Shallow brown, shallow brown
Sell me for the dollar
Shallow, oh shallow brown
Great big Spanish dollar
Shallow brown, shallow brown
O, me clothes is all in order
Shallow, oh shallow brown
And me packet leaves tomorrow
Shallow brown, shallow brown
Fare thee well my Juliana
Shallow, oh shallow brown
Fare thee well my Juliana
Shallow brown, shallow brown
O, I'm leaving in the morning
Shallow, oh shallow brown
O, I'm leaving in the morning
Shallow brown, shallow brown
She Moved Through The Fair
My young love said to me, “My mother won’t mind,
And my father won’t slight you for your lack of kind”
And she stepped away from me and this she did say:
“It will not be long love, till our wedding day”.
She stepped away from me and she moved through the
fair
And so fondly I watched her move here and move there
And she went away homeward with one star awake
As the swan in the evening moves over the lake
Last night she came to me, my dead love came in
And so softly she moved that her feet made no din
And she laid her hand on me and this she did say
“It will not be long, love, till our wedding day”
“No, it will not be long, love, ‘til our wedding day.”
Sheepshearing
Our sheep-shear is over and supper is past,
Here's an health to our mistress all in a full glass.
For she is a good woman and provides us with cheer;
Here's an health to our mistress, so drink up your beer.
(Chorus)
So drink, boys, drink! And see that you do not spill,
If you do, you shall drink two, for that is our master's will.
Here's an health unto the master, he's the founder of the feast;
We hope to God with all our hearts that his soul in heaven do rest.
Here's hoping that he prospers, whatever he takes in hand
For we are all his servants and we are at his command.
(Chorus)
And now we've drunk to the master's health, and why shouldn't the mistress go free?
Why shouldn't she go to heaven, to heaven as well as he?
For she is a good provider, abroad as well as at home,
So take your cup and sup it up, for 'tis our harvest home.
(Chorus)
Shenandoah
Oh Shenandoah,
I long to see you,
Away you rolling river.
Oh Shenandoah,
I long to see you,
Away, I'm bound away,
'cross the wide Missouri.
Oh Shenandoah,
I love your daughter,
Away, you rolling river.
For her I'd cross,
Your roaming waters,
Away, I'm bound away,
'Cross the wide Missouri.
'Tis seven years,
Since last I've seen you,
Away you rolling river.
'Tis seven years,
since last I've seen you,
Away, I’m bound away,
‘Cross the wide Missouri.
Oh Shenandoah,
I long to see you,
Away you rolling river.
Oh Shenandoah,
I long to see you,
Away, I’m bound away,
‘Cross the wide Missouri.
Shepherds Arise
Shepherd arise, be not afraid,
With hasty steps repair,
To David’s City, sing on earth,
With our blessed infant there,
With our blessed infant there,
With our blessed infant there.
(Chorus)
Sing sing all earth,
Sing, sing all earth,
Eternal praises sing,
To our redeemer,
To our redeemer,
And our Heavenly King.
Laid in a manger, view the child,
Humility, divine,
Sweet innocence, sounds meek and mild,
Grace in his features shine,
Grace in his features shine,
Grace in his features shine.
(Chorus)
For us a Saviour came on earth,
For us His life He gave,
To save us from eternal death,
And to raise us from the grave,
To raise us from the grave,
To raise us from the grave.
(Chorus)
The Shoals Of Herring
It was on a fine and a pleasant day
Out of Yarmouth harbour I was faring
As a cabin boy on a sailing lugger
For to go and hunt the shoals of herring.
Now the work was hard and the hours were long
And the treatment sure it took some bearing
There was little kindness and the kicks were many
As we hunted for the shoals of herring.
Oh we fished the Swarth and the Dogger Bank
I was cook and I’d a quarter-sharing
And I used to sleep standing on me feet
And I’d dream about the shoals of herring.
Oh! We left the home grounds in the month of June
And for canny Shiels we soon were bearing
With a hundred cran of the silver darling
That we’d taken from the shoals of herring.
Now you’re up on deck you’re a fisherman
You can swear and show a manly bearing
Take your turn on watch with the other fellows
While you’re searching for the shoals of herring.
In the stormy seas and the living gale
Just to earn your daily bread you’re daring
From the Dover Straits to the Faeroe Islands
As you’re following the shoals of herring.
Oh I earned my keep and I paid me way
And I earned the gear that I was wearing
Sailed a million miles, caught ten million fishes
We were sailing after shoals of herring.
Ewan McColl
Silent Night
Silent night, holy night,
All is calm, all is bright,
Round yon virgin, mother and child,
Holy Infant, so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.
Silent night, holy night,
Shepherds quake at the sight,
Glories stream from heaven afar,
Heavenly hosts sing alleluia,
Christ, the Saviour, is born!
Christ, the Saviour, is born!
Silent night, holy night,
Son of God, love's pure light,
Radiant beams from thy holy face,
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord at thy birth,
Jesus, Lord at thy birth.
Sound Your Instruments of Joy
Sound, sound your instruments of joy,
Sound, sound your instruments of joy,
Sound, sound your instruments of joy,
Sound, sound your instruments of joy,
To triumph shake each string,
To triumph shake each string,
Let shouts of universal joy,
Welcome, welcome, welcome the new born King.
See, see the gladdening dawn appear,
See, see the gladdening dawn appear,
See, see the gladdening dawn appear,
See, see the gladdening dawn appear,
Bright angels deck the morn,
Bright angels deck the morn,
Behold the great I Am is here,
The King, the King, the King of glory’s born.
Surprising scenes, stupendous love,
Surprising scenes, stupendous love,
Surprising scenes, stupendous love,
Surprising scenes, stupendous love,
The Lord of Life descends,
The Lord of Life descends,
He left his glorious realms above,
To be, to be, to be the sinners friend.
Let Heaven and earth and sea proclaim,
Let Heaven and earth and sea proclaim,
Let Heaven and earth and sea proclaim,
Let Heaven and earth and sea proclaim,
The wondrous love of God,
The wondrous love of God,
And all the universal frame,
Sing praise, sing praise, sing praises to our God
Sound, sound your instruments of joy,
Sound, sound your instruments of joy,
Sound, sound your instruments of joy,
Sound, sound your instruments of joy,
To triumph shake each string,
To triumph shake each string,
Let shouts of universal joy,
Welcome, welcome, welcome the new born King.
South Australia
In South Australia I was born
Heave away, Haul away
In South Australia 'round Cape Horn
We're bound for South Australia
(Chorus)
Haul away you rolling kings
Heave away, Haul away
Haul away oh hear me sing
We're bound for South Australia
As I walked out one morning fair
Heave away, Haul away
'Twas there I met Miss Nancy Blair
We're bound for South Australia
(Chorus)
There's just one thing that's on my mind
Heave away, Haul away
That's leaving Nancy Blair behind
We're bound for South Australia
(Chorus)
And as we wallop round Cape Horn
Heave away, Haul away
You'll wish to God you've never been born
We're bound for South Australia
(Chorus)
STANDING ON THE PROMISES OF GOD
Standing on the promises of Christ my King,
Through eternal ages let his praises ring;
Glory in the highest, I will shout and sing,
Standing on the promises of God.
(Chorus)
Standing, standing,
Standing on the promises of Christ my Saviour;
Standing, standing,
Standing on the promises of God.
Standing on the promises that cannot fail,
When the howling storms of doubt and fear assail,
By the living Word of God I shall prevail,
Standing on the promises of God.
(Chorus)
Standing on the promises of Christ the Lord,
Bound to him eternally by love's strong cord,
Overcoming daily with the Spirit's sword,
Standing on the promises of God.
(Chorus)
Standing on the promises I cannot fall,
Listening every moment to the Spirit's call,
Resting in my Saviour as my all in all,
Standing on the promises of God.
(Chorus)
STARS IN MY CROWN
I am thinking today of that beautiful land
I shall reach when the sun goes down;
When through wonderful grace by my Saviour I stand,
Will there be any stars in my crown?
(Chorus)
Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown
When the evening sun goes down?
When I wake with the blessed in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?
In the strength of the Lord let me labour and pray,
Let me watch as a winner of souls,
That bright stars may be mine in the glorious day,
When His praise like the sea billow rolls.
(Chorus)
O what joy it will be when His face I behold,
Living gems at his feet to lay down!
It would sweeten my bliss in the city of gold,
Should there be any stars in my crown.
(Chorus and repeat chorus)
Sweet Rose Of Allendale
The moon was bright, the night was clear
No breeze came over the sea
When Mary left her highland home
And wandered forth with me
The flowers be-decked the mountainside
And fragrance filled the vale
But by far the sweetest flower there
Was the Rose of Allendale
Oh Rose of Allendale
Sweet Rose of Allendale
By far the sweetest flower there
Was the Rose of Allendale
Where e'er I wandered east or west
Though fate began to lour
A solace still was she to me
In sorrow's lonely hour
When tempests lashed our lonely barque
And rent her quivering sail
One maiden's form withstood the storm
'Twas the Rose of Allendale
Sweet Rose of Allendale
Sweet Rose of Allendale
One maiden's form withstood the storm
'Twas the Rose of Allendale
And when my fever'd lips were parched
On Afric's burning sands
She whispered hopes of happiness
And tales of distant lands
My life had been a wilderness
Unblessed by fortune's wheel
Had fate not linked my love to hers
The Rose of Allendale
Sweet Rose of Allendale
Sweet Rose of Allendale
Had fate not linked my love to hers
The Rose of Allendale
Charles Jeffreys
Swinton May Song
All in this pleasant evening together come as we
For the summer springs so fresh and green and gay
We'll tell you of a blossom and of buds on every tree
Drawing near to the merry month of May
Rise up, the master of this house, all in your chain of gold
For the summer springs so fresh and green and gay
We hope you're not offended With your house we'll make so bold
Drawing near to the merry month of May
Rise up, the mistress of this house, with gold all on your breast
For the summer springs so fresh and green and gay
And if your body is asleep we hope your soul's at rest
Drawing near to the merry month of May
Rise up, the children of this house, all in your rich attire
For the summer springs so fresh and green and gay
And every hair all on your head shines like a silver wire
Drawing near to the merry month of May
God bless this house and harbour, your riches and your store
For the summer springs so fresh and green and gay
We hope that the Lord will prosper you both now and evermore
Drawing near to the merry month of May
So now we're going to leave you in peace and plenty here
For the summer springs so fresh and green and gay
We will not sing you May again until another year
For to drive you these cold winter nights away
Things We Said Today
You say you will love me if I have to go.
You'll be thinking of me, somehow I will know.
Someday when I'm lonely, wishing you weren't so far away,
Then I will remember things we said today.
You say you'll be mine, girl, 'til the end of time.
These days such a kind girl seems so hard to find.
Someday when we're dreaming, deep in love, not a lot to say.
Then we will remember things we said today.
Me, I'm just the lucky kind.
Love to hear you say that love is luck.
And, though we may be blind,
Love is here to stay.
And that's enough to make you mine, girl, be the only one.
Love me all the time, girl, we'll go on and on.
Someday when we're dreaming, deep in love, not a lot to say.
Then we will remember things we said today.
Me, I'm just the lucky kind.
Love to hear you say that love is luck.
And, though we may be blind,
Love is here to stay.
And that's enough to make you mine, girl, be the only one.
Love me all the time, girl, we'll go on and on.
Someday when we're dreaming, deep in love, not a lot to say.
Then we will remember things we said today.
:
Lennon McCartney
Thirty Foot Trailer
The old ways are changing you cannot deny
The day of the traveller is over
There's nowhere to go and there's nowhere to bide
So farewell to the life of the rover
(Chorus) Farewell to the tent and the old caravan
To the tinker, the gypsy, the traveling man
And farewell to the thirty foot trailer
Farewell to the cant and the Romany tongue
Farewell to the Romany talking
The buying and the selling, the old fortune telling
The knock on the door and the hawking
(Chorus)
Farewell to the besoms of heather and bloom
Farewell to the creel and the basket
The folks of today they would far sooner pay
For a thing that's been made out of plastic
(Chorus)
The old ways are passing and soon will be gone
For progress is aye a big factor
It's sent to afflict us and when they evict us
They'll tow us away with a tractor
(Chorus)
Farewell to the pony, the cob and the mare
The reins and the harness are idle
You don't need a strap when you're breaking up scrap
So farewell to the bit and the bridle
(Chorus)
Farewell to the fields where we've sweated and toiled
At pullin' and crownin' and liftin'
They'll soon have machines and there’s travelling queens
And their menfolk had better be shiftin'
(Chorus)
Ewan McColl
Thousands or more
The time passes over more cheerful and gay
Since we’ve learned a new act to drive sorrows away
Sorrows away, sorrows away
Since we’ve learned a new act to drive sorrows away
Bright Phoebe awakes so high up the sky
With her red rosy cheek and her sparkling eye
Sparkling eye, sparkling eye
With her red rosy cheek and her sparkling eye
If you ask me for credit you’ll find I have none
With my bottle and friend you will find me at home
Find me at home, find me at home
With my bottle and friend you will find me at home
Although I’m not rich and although I’m not poor
I’m as happy as them that’s got thousands or more
Thousands or more, thousands or more
I’m as happy as them that’s got thousands or more
THREE SCORE AND TEN
Methinks I see a host of craft spreading their sails a-lee
As down the Humber they do glide all bound for the Northern Sea.
Methinks I see on each small craft a crew with hearts so brave
Going out to earn their daily bread upon the restless wave.
(Chorus )
And it's three score and ten boys and men
Were lost from Grimsby town.
From Yarmouth down to Scarborough
Many hundreds more were drowned.
Our herring craft, our trawlers
Our fishing smacks as well,
They long did fight that bitter night
And battled with the swell.
Methinks I see them yet again as they leave the land behind
Casting their nets into the sea, the fishing shoals to find.
Methinks I see them yet again and all on board's all right,
With the sails close reefed and the decks cleared up and the sidelights
burning bright.
(Chorus )
October's night left such a sight, was never seen before:
There was masts and spars and broken yards came floating to the shore.
There was many a heart of sorrow, there was many a heart so brave.
There was many a hearty fisher lad did find a watery grave.
(Chorus )
Time to Leave Her
I thought I heard the old man say,
"Leave her, Johnny, leave her,
It's a long, hard pull to the next payday
And it's time for us to leave her".
(Chorus)
Leave her, Johnny, leave her!
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her,
For the voyage is done and the winds don't blow,
And it's time for us to leave her!
Oh, the winds were foul and the work was hard,
Leave her, Johnny, leave her!
From the Liverpool dock to the London yard
And it's time for us to leave her.
(Chorus)
Oh, the skipper was bad, but the mate was worse.
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
He'd blow you down with a spike and a curse,
And it's time for us to leave her.
(Chorus)
It was rotten meat and mouldy bread,
Leave her, Johnny, leave her!
You'd eat it or you'd starve to death,
And it's time for us to leave her.
(Chorus)
Well it's time for us to say goodbye,
Leave her, Johnny, leave her,
For now those pumps are all pumped dry,
And it's time for us to leave her.
(Chorus)
THE WAYWORN TRAVELLER
I saw a wayworn traveller in tattered garments clad,
And struggling up the mountain, it seemed that he was sad.
His back was laden heavy, his strength was almost gone,
Yet he shouted as he journeyed ''Deliverance will come!"
(Chorus)
Then palms of victory, crowns of glory,
Palms of victory I shall wear.
The summer sun was shining, the sweat was on his brow,
His garments worn and dusty, his step seemed very slow.
But he kept pressing onward, for he was wending home,
Still shouting as he journeyed, "Deliverance will come!"
(Chorus)
The songstress in the arbor, that stood beside the way,
Attracted his attention, inviting his delay.
His watchword being "Onward!" he stopped his ears and ran,
Still shouting as he journeyed, ''Deliverance will come!"
(Chorus)
I saw him in the evening, the sun was bending low,
He'd over-topped the mountain and reached the vale below.
He saw the golden city, his everlasting home,
And shouted loud, ''Hosanna, deliverance has come!"
What Shall We Do With The Drunken Sailor
What shall we do with the drunken sailor,
What shall we do with the drunken sailor,
What shall we do with the drunken sailor,
Early in the morning?
(Chorus)
Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Hooray and up she rises
Early in the morning
Put him in the long boat till he’s sober etc
Put him in the scuppers with a hosepipe on him etc
Put him in the bilge and make him drink it etc
Shave his chin with a rusty razor etc
Put him in bed with the captain’s daughter etc
Heave him by the leg in a runnin’ bowline etc
What's the Life of a Man
As I was a walking one morning at ease
A viewing the leaves as they fell from the trees
All in slow motion appearing to be
And those that had withered, they fell from the tree
(chorus)
What's the life of a man anymore than the leaves
A man has his season, so why should we grieve
Though all thru this life, we appear fine and gay
Like the leaves we will wither and soon fade away
If you'd seen the leaves just a few days ago
So beautiful and bright they all seemed to grow
A frost came upon them and withered them all
A storm came upon them and down they did fall
(chorus)
If you look in the churchyard, there you will see
Those that have passed like the leaves from the trees
When age and affliction upon us do fall
Like the leaves we must wither and down we must fall
(chorus)
The White Cockade
’Tis True, my love’s enlisted and he wears a white cockade,
He is a handsome young lad, likewise a roving blade,
He is a handsome young lad, just right to serve the king,
O my very (O my very) O my very (O my very)
Heart is breaking all for the loss of him.
As I roved out one morning, as I wandered o’er yon moss
I had no thoughts of ’listing till a soldier did me cross,
He kindly did invite me to take a flowing bowl,
He advanced (he advanced) he advanced (he advanced)
Me the money, two guineas and a crown.
My love is tall and handsome and comely for to see,
But by a sad misfortune a soldier now is he,
May the man that first enlisted him not prosper night and day!
How I wish that (how I wish that) how I wish that (how I wish that)
He may perish all in the foaming spray!
And may he never prosper and may he never thrive
On that he puts his hands to as long as he’s alive!
May the very ground he treads upon the grass refuse to bloom
Since he’as been my (since he’as been my) since he’as been my
(since he’as been my)
Only cause of my sorrow grief and doom!
She’s then pulled out a handkerchief to wipe her flowing tears,
Wipe up, wipe up them mournful tears, likewise them mournful
sighs!
And be you of good courage till I return again!
You and I love (you and I love) you and I love (you and I love)
Will be married when I return again.
WHOSE PIGS ARE THESE?
Whose pigs are these?
Oh whose pigs are these?
They are John Pott's
And I know them by their spots
And I found them in the vicarage garden.
Whose pigs are these?
Oh whose pigs are these?
They are Bill Spear’s
And I know them by their ears
And I found them in the vicarage garden.
Pigs pigs pigs pigs, pigs pigs pigs pigs, pigs pigs pigs pigs, pigs
Pigs pigs pigs pigs, pigs pigs pigs pigs, pigs pigs pigs pigs, pigs
Whose pigs are these?
Oh whose pigs are these?
They are Sally Dale’s
And I know them by their tails
And I found them in the vicarage garden.
Whose pigs are these?
Oh whose pigs are these?
They are Farmer Hunt’s
And I know them by their ……………….grunts
And I found them in the vicarage garden.
Pigs pigs pigs pigs, pigs pigs pigs pigs, pigs pigs pigs pigs, pigs
Pigs pigs pigs pigs, pigs pigs pigs pigs, pigs pigs pigs pigs, pigs
Whose pigs are these?
Oh whose pigs are these?
They are Geoff Potter’s
And I know them by their trotters
And I found them in the vicarage garden..
What's their disease,
What's their disease,
They've got the pox,
I can tell by the spots,
And I found them in the vicarage garden.
Who’s the Fool Now
Martin said to his man, Fie, man, fie
Martin said to his man, Who’s the fool now
Martin said to his man, Fill thou the cup and I the can
Thou hast well drunken man, who’s the fool now
I saw the man in the moon, Fie, man, fie
I saw the man in the moon, Who’s the fool now
I saw the man in the moon clouting of Saint Peter’s shoon
Thou hast well drunken man, who’s the fool now
I saw a hare chase a hound, Fie, man, fie
I saw a hare chase a hound, Who’s the fool now
I saw a hare chase a hound twenty miles above the ground
Thou hast well drunken man, who’s the fool now
I saw a mouse chase a cat, Fie, man, fie
I saw a mouse chase a cat, Who’s the fool now
I saw a mouse chase a cat, Saw a cheese eat a rat
Thou hast well drunken man, who’s the fool now
I saw a maid milk a bull, Fie, man, fie
I saw a maid milk a bull, Who’s the fool now
I saw a maid milk a bull, Every pull a bucket full
Thou hast well drunken man, who’s the fool now
Martin said to his man, Fie, man, fie
Martin said to his man, Who’s the fool now
Martin said to his man, Fill thou the cup and I the can
Thou hast well drunken man, who’s the fool now
Wild Mountain Thyme
Oh the Summer time is coming
And the trees are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Blooms around the purple heather
(Chorus)
Will you go, Lassie, go
And we’ll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the purple heather
Will you go, Lassie, go
If my true love she’ll not go
I will surely find another
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the purple heather
(Chorus)
I will build my love a bower
By yon clear crystal fountain
And on it I will pile
All the flowers from the mountain
(Chorus)
Will The Circle Be Unbroken
I was standing by my window
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw the hearse come rollin'
For to take my mother away.
(Chorus)
Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by lord, by and by,
There's a better home a-waitin'
In the sky lord, in the sky.
I told the undertaker:
"undertaker, please drive slow,
For this body you are haulin'
Lord, I hate to see her go".
(Chorus)
Well I followed close behind her,
Tried to hold up and be brave,
But I could not hide my sorrow
When they laid her in the grave
(Chorus)
I went back home, my home was lonesome,
Missed my mother she was gone.
All my brothers and sisters crying
In our home so sad and alone.
(Chorus)
We sang the songs of childhood,
Hymns of faith that made us strong,
Ones that our mother had taught us,
Hear the angels sing along
(Chorus)
You Won’t See Me
When I call you up
Your line's engaged
I have had enough
So act your age
We have lost the time
That was so hard to find
And I will lose my mind
If you won't see me (You won't see me)
You won't see me (You won't see me)
I don't know why you
Should want to hide
But I can't get through
My hands are tied
I won't want to stay
I don't have much to say
But I can't turn away
And you won't see me (You won't see me)
You won't see me (You won't see me)
Time after time
You refuse to even listen
I wouldn't mind
If I knew what I was missing
Though the days are few
They're filled with tears
And since I lost you
It feels like years
Yes, it seems so long
Girl, since you've been gone
And I just can't go on
If you won't see me (You won't see me)
You won't see me (You won't see me)
Time after time
You refuse to even listen
I wouldn't mind
If I knew what I was missing
Though the days are few
They're filled with tears
And since I lost you
It feels like years
Yes, it seems so long
Girl, since you've been goneAnd I just can't go on
If you won't see me (You won't see me)
You won't see me (You won't see me)
La La La
Lennon-McCartney
Young Banker
As I walked out one morning fair,
To view green fields and to take the air,
I saw young banker standing there,
And his true love was a lady fair.
(Chorus)
Young banker he had such a handsome face,
And all around his hat he wore a band of lace,
Beside such an handsome head of hair,
For my young banker I will go there.
He said my pretty fair maid will you go on deck,
With a chain of gold around your neck,
Whatever you do I will prove true,
But the answer that she gave I'll have none of you.
(Chorus)
Young banker turned around for to go away,
But she called after him to bid him stay,
Oh stay oh stay and I will prove true,
But the answer that she gave I'll have none of you.
(Chorus)
Now she thought she heard a foreman say,
Come pack up your clothes and come away,
It pierced her through the very heart,
To think that young banker and her should part.
(Chorus)
So come all you pretty fair maids that your senses have lost,
Since the day in love you have been crossed,
For you may lament and you may say,
Forever rue the day that you said nay.
(Chorus)