Hail to the Homeland
Trelawney
Hail to the Homeland,
great bastion of the free,
Hear now thy children,
proclaim their love for thee.
Ageless thy splendor,
undimmed the Celtic flame.
Proudly our souls reflect,
The glory of thy name.
With a good sword and a trusty hand!
A merry heart and true!
King James's men shall understand
What Cornish lads can do!
And have they fixed the where and when?
And shall Trelawney die?
Here's twenty thousand Cornish men
Will know the reason why!
Sense now the beauty,
the peace of Bodmin Moor,
Ride with the breaker,
towards the Sennen shore.
Let firm hands fondle
the boulders of Trencrom,
Sing with all fervour, then,
the great Trelawney song.
Chorus:
And shall Trelawney live? And shall Trelawney die?
Here's twenty thousand Cornish men
Will know the reason why!
Out spake their Captain brave and bold:
A merry wight was he:
'If London Tower were Michael's hold,
We'd set Trelawney free!
'We'll cross the Tamar, land to land:
The Severn is no stay:
With "One and All," and hand in hand;
And who shall bid us nay?”
Hail to the Homeland,
of Thee we are a part.
Great pulse of freedom,
in every Cornish heart,
Prompt us and guide us,
endow us with thy power,
Lace us with liberty,
to face this changing hour.
REPEAT FIRST VERSE
Chorus:
“And when we come to London Wall,
A pleasant sight to view,
Come forth! come forth! ye cowards all:
Here's men as good as you.
Trelawney he's in keep and hold;
Trelawney he may die:
Here’s twenty thousand Cornish bold
Will know the reason why!”
Chorus:
the reason whyyyy!
C’mon Cornwall, giv’em hell, giv’em broccoli!
Kernow bys vyken
Oggie, oggie, oggie;
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1] - Lil Lize (or "Little Eyes")
2
2] - I’ve been working on the Railroad
2
3] - Pretty Betty
2
Goin' Up Camborne Hill
2
The Fisherman and his Little Child
3
Harbour Lights / Throw out the Lifeline
3
Jolly Roger
3
Lamorna
4
My Grandfather’s Clock
4
Give me that old time religion
4
Spanish Ladies
4
Sloop John B / Do Ron Ron
5
Diving Bell Medley
5
Black-eyed Doll
6
The worried song
6
Lily of the Valley
6
John Kanaka
6
The old grey duck
7
The Robber’s Retreat
7
White Rose
7
Fields of Athenry
7
Peter’s Choice
8
South Australia
8
Poor Old Joe
9
Larks,
9
Moonlight, moonlight
9
The Soldiers Farewell
10
Row Boatman Row
10
Sweet Nightingale
10
What shall we do with the drunken Sailor
10
Billy Boy
10
Rio Grande/Shenandoah
11
The Wild Rover
11
Jerusalem
11
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot
11
Hail to the Homeland
12
Trelawney
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1
Lil Lize (or "Little Eyes")
The other night, I had a dream, the funniest dream of all.
I dreamt that I was kissing you, behind the garden wall.
And she said...
Chorus:
Lil Lize, I love you
honey,
Lil Lize, I love you.
I love you in the springtime and the fall
honey, honey,
Lil Lize, I love you
honey,
Lil Lize, I love you,
I love you the best of all
honey, honey, honey.
Now tell me honey, tell me do, who is your turtle dove?
Oh tell me honey, tell me do, who is the one you love?
And she said...
Chorus:
I took my baby home last night, beneath the spreading vine.
I put my arms around her waist, and pressed her lips to mine.
And she said...
Chorus:
I’ve been working on the Railroad
I’ve been working on the Railroad, working all the day,
I’ve been working on the Railroad, just to pass the time away,
Can’t you hear the whistle blowing, blowing so early in the morn,
Can’t you hear the Captain shouting,
Dinah won’t you blow your horn.
Chorus:
Dinah won’t you blow, Dinah won’t you blow,
Dinah won’t you blow your horn.
Dinah won’t you blow, Dinah won’t you blow,
Dinah won’t you blow your horn.
Someone’s in the kitchen with Dinah,
Someone’s in the kitchen I know,
Someone’s in the kitchen with Dinah,
Playing on the old banjo, and she said,
“Fee iii, fiddly i o, Fee iii, fiddly i o o o o,
Fee iii, fiddly i o, Playing on the old banjo,”
I know----ow,
Chorus:
Pretty Betty
Pretty Betty don’t fail, I’ll carry your pale,
On the banks where the primroses grow,
Tra la la,
Chorus:
You can hear the fond tale of the sweet nightingale,
As she sings in the valley below,
As she sings in the valley below.
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Pray sit yourself down, with me on the ground,
On the banks where the primroses grow,
Rio Grande/Shenandoah
Tra la la,
Chorus:
You shall hear the fond tale of the sweet nightingale,
So the couple agreed, to be married with speed,
And off to the church they did go,
Tra la la,
Chorus:
No longer she’s afraid, for to walk in the shade,
Or to sing in the valley below,
Or to sing in the valley below,
Goin' Up Camborne Hill
Chorus:
Goin' up Camberne 'ill, comin' down.
Goin' up Camberne 'ill, comin' down.
The 'osses stood still, the wheels went aroun’
Goin' up Camberne 'ill, comin' down.
White stockins, white stockins, she wore,
White stockins, white stockins, she wore,
White stockins she wore, the same as before,
Goin' up Camberne 'ill, comin' down.
I’ll sing you a song of the fish of the sea, Away, Oh Rio,
I’ll sing you a song of the fish of the sea,
And we’re bound for the Rio Grande,
Then away, then away, away, Oh Rio,
So fare thee well my pretty young girl,
For I’m bound for the Rio Grande,
So tis farewell to Sally and farewell to Sue, Away, Oh Rio,
So fare thee well my pretty young maid,
For I’m bound for the Rio Grande,
Then away, then away, away, Oh Rio,
So fare thee well my pretty young maid,
For I’m bound for the Rio Grande,
Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
A-away you rolling river,
Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
A-away I’m bound to go,
Cross the wide Missouri,
Tis seven long years since last I saw thee,
A-away you rolling river,
Tis seven long years since last I saw thee,
A-away I’m bound to go,
Cross the wide Missouri,
Chorus:
I knawed 'er ol' feether, old man,
I knawed 'er ol' feether, old man.
I knawed 'er old man, 'ee played in the band,
Goin' up Camberne 'ill, comin' down.
I nebber seen de like since I bin born,
A big buck nigger (fella) wid de sea boots on,
Says Johnny come down to hi-lo,
Poor old man,
Let’s wake her, let’s shake her,
Dat pretty little gel wid de blue dress on,
When Johnny comes down to hi-lo,
Poor old man.
Chorus:
I 'ad her, I 'ad her, I did.
I 'ad her, I 'ad her, I did.
I 'ad her I did, it cost me a quid,
Goin' up Camberne 'ill, comin' down.
Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
A-away you rolling river,
Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
A-away I’m bound to go,
Cross the wide Missouri,
Chorus:
We 'eaved on more coal for more steam,
We 'eaved on more coal for more steam.
The steam 'it the beam, the wheels went aroun',
Goin' up Camberne 'ill, comin' down.
Ter graw their tails an’ beels,
Chorus:
An' we pushed the damper in an' we pulled the damper out,
An' the smoke went up the chimney just the same.
An' we pushed the damper in an' we pulled the damper out
An' the smoke went up the chimney just the same.
An' the smoke went up the chimney,
An' the smoke went up the chimney,
An' the smoke went up the chimney,
An' the smoke went up the chimney, just the same.
I went to an ale house, I used to frequent,
And I told the landlady my money was spent,
So I asked her for credit, she answered me nay,
Saying custom like yours I can get any day,
Chorus:
So I took from my pocket, gold sovereigns bright,
And the landlady’s eyes opened wide with delight,
She said I have whiskey and wine of the best,
For the words that I spoke, they were only in jest.
Chorus:
I returned to my parents, confessed what I’d done,
And asked them to pardon their prodigal son,
They kissed and caressed me as oft times before,
And I never shall play the wild rover no more.
Chorus:
Jerusalem
And did those feet, in ancient times,
Walk upon England’s mountains green,
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On England’s pleasant pastures seen,
And did the countenance divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills,
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among those dark satanic mills,
Bring me my bow of burning gold,
Bring me my arrows of desire,
Bring me my spear, oh clouds unfold
Bring me my chariot of fire
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Til we have built Jerusalem
In England’s pleasant land,
Swing low sweet chariot,
The Wild Rover
I’ve played the wild rover for many a year,
And I’ve spent all my money on whiskey and beer,
And now I’m returning as oft times before,
And I never shall play the wild rover no more.
Chorus:
And it’s no, nay, never,
no nay never,
No nay never no more,
And I never shall play, The wild rover no more.
Chorus
Swing low sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home,
Swing low sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home,
I looked over Jordan and what did I see,
Coming for to carry me home,
A band of angels coming after me,
Coming for to carry me home,
Chorus
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The Soldiers Farewell
How can I bear to leave thee, what parting gifts I’ll give thee,
No matter whate’er befalls me, I’ll go where duty calls me,
Chorus:
Farewell, farewell, mine own true love,
Farewell, farewell, mine own true love,
No more may I behold thee, or in my arms enfold thee,
With spear and shield and lances, I see the foe advances,
Chorus:
The couple agreed, to be married with speed,
And soon to the church they did go,
No more she’s afraid, for to walk in the shade,
Or to sit in these valleys below,
Or to sit in these valleys below.
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,
Row Boatman Row
Chorus:
Row boatman row, row boatman row,
Row boatman row, us o’er the water’s blue,
Row boatman row, row boatman row,
Row us o’er the water’s blue,
blue, blue, blue, blue,
The night is bright and fair, the breeze is fresh,
The stars are gleaming,
Sweet music fills the air,
sweet music fills the air,
With joy and love our hearts are teeming,
Row your boatman row,
your boatman row,
Us o’er the stream,
us o’er the stream,
A steady hand,
a steady hand,
A splashing oar,
a splashing oar,
We lie beneath,
we lie beneath,
The moon shall beam,
the moon shall beam
Til home again we’ll be once more,
Chorus:
REPEAT VERSE
Tra, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,
Tra, la, la, la, la, la, laaaaa, laaaaaa,
Repeat 6 times
Row boatman row, us o’er the stream,
Row us o’er the blessed stream, The silver stream.
Sweet Nightingale
My sweetheart, come along, don’t you hear the fond song,
The sweet notes of the nightingale flow?
Don’t you hear
Chorus:
the fond tale of the sweet nightingale,
As she sings in the valley below,
As she sings in the valley below.
Pray sit yourself down, with me on the ground,
On this bank where the primroses grow,
You shall hear
Chorus:
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Chorus
Hooray up she rises, Hooray up she rises,
Hooray up she rises, Early in the morning,
Put him in the long boat til he’s sober,
Chorus
Shave him with a rusty razor,
Chorus
Put him in the scuppers with a hose pipe on him,
Chorus
Put him in a bunk with the captain’s daughter,
Chorus
Have you seen the captain’s daughter.
Chorus
Keel haul him, keel haul him,
Billy Boy,
Where have you been all the day, Billy boy, Billy boy,
Where have you been all the day, my Billy boy,
I’ve been walking all the day, with my charmin’ Nancy Grey,
And me Nancy, kittl’d me fancy, Oh me charmin’ Billy boy,
Is she fit to be your wife, Billy boy, Billy boy,
Is she fit to be your wife, my Billy boy,
She’s as fit to be me wife, as the fork is to the knife,
And me Nancy, kittl’d me fancy, Oh me charmin’ Billy boy,
Can she cook an Irish stew, Billy boy, Billy boy,
Can she cook an Irish stew, my Billy boy,
She can myek an irish stew, an’ a Cornish pasty too,
And me Nancy, kittl’d me fancy, Oh me charmin’ Billy boy,
The Fisherman and his Little Child
The fisherman and his little child, went sailing o’er the sea,
When a storm came up, and the boat was wrecked,
No more they sailed the sea,
He cried to his child, but he answered him not,
He raised his tiny head, he cried in despair,
“What I will become?” the child he loved was dead,
Chorus:
It was the voice,
It was the voice,
Of our God,
Of our God,
That they heard as they sank in the deep,
Come to me,
Come to me,
I love thee,
I love thee,
And thy precious soul I’ll give,
Come to me,
Come to me,
I love thee, and thy precious soul I’ll give,
The patient mother stood alone, she tried to save her child,
She battled the waves, all human power,
And the wind was blowing wild,
The patient mother cried alone, “Oh God how can this be?
For in yonder mist I see them still, Their lily white sails I see”
Chorus:
For in yonder mist I see them still, their lily white sails I see”
Harbour Lights
Brightly beams of fathers mercy, from his lighthouse evermore,
But to us he gives the keeping, of the lights along the shore,
Chorus
Let the lower lights be burning,
Send a gleam across the wave,
Some poor faintingl, struggling seaman,
You may rescue you may save,
Dark the night of sin & sorrow, loud the angry billows roar,
Eager eyes are watching waiting, for the lights along the shore,
Chorus
Trim your feeble lamps my brother,
Some poor sailor tempest-tossed,
Trying now to reach the harbour,
In the darkness maybe lost
Can she myek a feather bed, Billy boy, Billy boy,
Can she myek a feather bed, my Billy boy,
She can myek a feather bed, fit for any Princes head,
And me Nancy, kittl’d me fancy, Oh me charmin’ Billy boy,
Chorus
Can she lie down close to thee, Billy boy, Billy boy,
Can she lie down close to thee, my Billy boy,
She can lie down close to me, like the bark is to the tree,
And me Nancy, kittl’d me fancy, Oh me charmin’ Billy boy.
Throw out the lifeline,
Throw out the lifeline, throw out the lifeline,
Someone is drifting away,
Throw out the lifeline, throw out the lifeline,
Someone is drifting away,
Pull for the shore, sailors, pull for the shore,
Leave that struggling wreck, and bend to the oar,
Safe in the life boat sailor, never go to sea no more,
Leave that struggling wreck, and sailors pull for the shore,
Will your anchor hold in the storms of life,
When the clouds unfold, their wings of strife,
Will your anchor hold, when the cables strain,
Will your anchor drift or firm remain,
Chorus:
We have an anchor that keeps the soul,
Steadfast and sure, while the billows roar,
Fastened to a rock, which cannot move,
Grounded firm and deep, in our Saviour’s love.
Will your eyes behold in the morning light,
The city of gold and the harbour bright?
Will you anchor safe by the Heavenly shore,
When life’s storms passed for evermore
Chorus
Jolly Roger
Up with the Jolly Roger boys, And off we’ll go to sea,
A sense of fun, with a Jolly Roger’s run,
And the wind is on the lee, And the wind is on the lee,
Yo high, yo low, it’s off to sea we’ll go,
Without a single light, in the pale moonlight,
My bold buccaneers, yo ho,
Up with the Jolly Roger boys, and fling it to the breeze,
Ten years at sea, with a Cutlass free, for a treasure ship to see,
Yo ho, yo ho, yo ho, It’s off to the sea we’ll go,
For a ship from Spain, we’re off across the main,
Like bold buccaneers, yo ho,
See lights ahoy, see lights ahoy,
We’ll chase the beggars across the sea,
Ha ha ha ha, ha, ha, ha, hee!
And make them pay their toll,
For down to the bottom of the sea they go,
Yo ho, yo ho, yo ho,
West men, west men, Never never fear the foe,
Here’s to each man, Each man of the jolly, jolly crew,
Who sailed the deep blue sea, who sailed the deep blue sea,
Who sailed the deep blue sea,
With a jolly jolly roger, fine, bold and free,
And the pride of the Spanish Main they be,
And along we’ll go, yo ho, yo ho,
And the girls will be waiting on the quay I know,
For the men who sailed the Main,
For the men who sailed the Main,
Yo ho, yo ho, yo ho,
Ha ha ha ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Yo ho, yo hoooooooo!!
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Lamorna
So now I'll sing to you, 'Tis about a maiden fair
I met the other evening, at the corner of the square.
She had a dark and roving eye,
She was a charming rover, and we rode all night,
In the pale moonlight, a-way down to Lamorna,
Chorus:
'Twas down in Albert Square, I never shall forget,
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
And the evening it was wet, wet, wet.
Her hair hung down in curls,
She was a charming rover, and we rode all night
In the pale moonlight, a-way down to Lamorna
As we got in the cab, I asked her for her name,
And when she gave it me, well, mine it was the same,
So I lifted up her veil, for her face was covered over;
To my surprise it was my wife, I took down to Lamorna
Chorus:
She said, "I knowed 'ee well, I knowed 'ee all along,
I knowed ‘ee in the dark, but I did it for a lark,
And for that lark you'll pay, for the having of it over,
You'll pay the fare, I do declare, a-way down to Lamorna"
Chorus:
My Grandfather’s Clock
My Grandfather’s Clock was too tall for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor,
It was taller by half than the old man himself,
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.
It was bought on the morn, on the day that he was born,
It was always his pleasure and pride,
But it stopped ding dong, short , ding dong
Never to go again, when the old man died.
Chorus:
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
But it stopped, ding dong, short, ding dong,
Never to go again, when the old man died.
In watching it’s pendulum swing too and fro,
Many hours he had spent as a boy,
And in childhood and manhood the clock seemed to know,
And it shared in his grief and his joy.
For it struck twenty four
As he entered in the door,
With his charming and beautiful bride,
But it stopped, ding dong, short, ding dong,
never to go again, when the old man died.
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Chorus:
It rang an alarm in the dead of the night,
An alarm that for years had been dumb,
And we knew that his spirit was blooming for flight,
As the hour of departure had come,
Still the clock kept the time,
With a soft and muffled chime,
As we silently stood by his side,
And it stopped, ding dong, short, ding dong, never to go again,
when the old man died.
Poor Old Joe
Moonlight, moonlight
Hang up the fiddle and bow, Hang up the fiddle and bow,
No more work for poor old Joe,
He’s gone where the good niggers go,
REPEAT VERSE ABOVE
Gone are the days, When my heart was young and gay,
Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away,
Gone from the earth to a better land I know,
I hear their gentle voices calling. Poor old Joe
Moonlight, moonlight, jolly fine moonlight,
I saw the moonlight, all last night,
REPEAT LAST 2 LINES
I saw the moonlight, moonlight, moonlight,
I saw the moonlight, moonlight, night,
REPEAT LAST 2 LINES
Give me that old time religion,
Chorus
I’m coming, I’m coming, For my head is bending low,
I hear the gentle voices calling. Poor old Joe.
Down by the sea, where the watermelons grow,
Back to my home, I dare not go,
For if I do, my mother would say,
Have you ever seen a cow with a green-eyed brow,
Down by the sea,
down by the sea,
Chorus:
Won’t you gimme that, old time religion,
Won’t you gimme that, old time religion,
Won’t you gimme that, old time religion,
And it’s good enough for me,
Why do I weep, When my heart can feel no pain,
Why should I grieve, for the cotton fields again,
Gone from this land to a better place I know,
I hear the gentle voices calling. Poor old Joe,
A grasshopper sitting by a railway track,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day,
A picking his teeth with a carpet tack,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day,
Chorus
Chorus
Fare thee well, fare thee well, Fare thee well my fairy fay,
For I’m off to Louisiana, for to see my Suzy-anna,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day,
It was good for my mother,
It was good for my mother, (father),
It was good for my mother, (brothers),
And it’s good enough for me,
Chorus:
It will take you up to heaven, It will take you up to heaven,
It will take you up to heaven, And it’s good enough for me,
Chorus:
It will save you from the fiery furnace,
It will save you from the fiery furnace,
It will save you from the fiery furnace,
And it’s good enough for me,
Chorus:
It was good for the Cornish, It was good for the Cornish,
It was good for the Cornish, And it’s good enough for me,
Chorus:
good enough for me,
Spanish Ladies
Farewell and adieu, to you bold Spanish ladies,
Farewell and adieu, to you ladies of Spain,
For we’re under orders to sail for old Engl-and,
But we hope in a short time to see you again,
Chorus
So we’ll rant and we’ll roar like true Cornish sailors,
We’ll rant and we’ll roar across the blue sea,
Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England;
From the Ushant to the Scillies is thirty five leagues,
The first land we sighted was the point of the Deadman,
Rame Head, Start Point, Isle of Wight on the lee,
Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England;
From the Ushant to the Scillies is thirty five leagues,
Larks
How pleasant and delightful, on a bright summers day,
When the fields and the meadows were covered in hay,
The blackbirds and thrushes sang from every green wood tree,
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 mighty canons roar,
I must go and leave my Nancy, she’s the girl that I adore,
I must go and leave my Nancy,
I must go and leave my Nancy,
I must go and leave my Nancy, She’s the girl that I adore,
I came to a river but I couldn’t get across,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day,
So I jumped on Plugger, cos I thought he was a hoss,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day,
Chorus
Behind a barn upon my knee,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day,
I thought I heard a chicken sneeze
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day,
Chorus
She sneezed so hard with the whooping cough,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day,
She sneezed so hard that her drawers fell off,
Polly wolly doodle all the day,
Chorus
A ring from her finger she instantly drew,
Saying take this dear William, my heart will be true,
And as she embraced him, tears from her eyes fell,
Saying may I go along with you, no Nancy, Farewell,
Saying may I go along with you,
Saying may I go along with you,
Saying may I go along with you, no Nancy, Farewell,
So its farewell dearest Nancy I can no longer stay,
For the topsail’s a-hoisted and the anchor’s away,
The good ship lies 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,
And the larks they sang melodious,
And the larks they sang melodious,
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Peter’s Choice
Sloop John B
Boy Edward was partial to bread and cheese,
Old Robert liked buttered toast,
And the Cap’n he favoured the fat and the lean,
Left over from Sunday’s roast;
But Peter, his menu would never change
And if ever you wondered why,
Just pop the question and sure as fate,
This would be ‘is reply; -
For we sailed on the Sloop John B,
Oh Lordy,
My grandpappy and me,
Oh Lordy,
Over the seven seas we did roam,
Drinking all night,
drinking all night,
Got into a fight,
Well I feel so broke up,
Oh Yea,
I wanna go home.
do wab, ba do wab, ba do wab,
Chorus,
You can all ‘ave your ‘am and your eggs for me,
Or anything else you wish,
But I don’t see nothin’ to take the place,
Of a nice little bit of fish;
One night when the nets had been hauled aboard,
And the tea was nicely brewed,
The Cap’n was seized with a nasty pain,
That put him right off his food,
“I’ve a nice bit of beef in my bag” says he,
“too tasty to waste I’m sure”,
“I’ll ab’n” said Peter with eager haste,
and the crew began to roar; Chorus,
That Peter relished the Cap’n’s croust,
Was plain for all to see,
For he smacked his lips and he licked the plate,
As clean as a plate could be,
Said Robert to Pete with a glint in his eye,
“So fish is your favourite dish?”
“Now I didn’ say that” old Peter replied,
“But what I did say was this”; Chorus
Our gettins are slight as you all must know,
But the cheldern must have their fill,
And there’s little left over for Mary and me,
When the grocer is paid ‘is bill,
So if in the future I say again,
What I’ve often said before,
“Be thankful you’ve got what you want to eat,
And pity the humble poor”; Chorus
South Australia
To South Australia, we were born,
away,
South Australia round Cape Horn,
We’re bound for South Australia
Chorus:
Haul away you rollng kings,
away,
Haul away you’ll hear me sing,
We’re bound for South Australia
As I went out one morning fair,
away,
Twas there I met Miss Nancy Blair,
I’m bound for South Australia,
Chorus:
I shook her up I shook her down
away,
I shook her round and round the town
We’re bound for South Australia
heave away, haul
heave away, haul
heave away, haul
heave away, haul
Chorus:
There ain’t but one thing that grieves my mind,
heave away, haul away,
To leave Miss Nancy fair behind,
We’re bound for South Australia
Chorus:
As we went down around Cape Horn,
heave away, haul
away,
You’ll wish to God you’d never been born,
We’re bound for South Australia
Chorus:
And now we’re in Van Dieman’s Land,
away,
With a bottle of whiskey in my hand,
We’re bound for South Australia
Chorus: - slow down.
heave away, haul
Chorus:
So hoist up the John B’s sail,
hoist up the John B’s sail,
See how the mainsail’s set,
see how the mainsail’s set,
Call for the Captain ashore,
Let me go home,
let me go home,
I wanna go home,
let me go home,
And I wanna go home,
hoist up the John B’s sail,
Well I feel so broke up,
Oh Yea,
I wanna go home. do bab, ba do bab, ba do bab, ba do bab
Now the Captain’s a wicked man,
He gets drunk whenever he can,
And he don’t give a damn, For grandpappy and me,
He kicks us around and he knocks us about,
Well I feel so broke up,
Oh yea,
I wanna go home. do wab, ba do wab, ba do wab, ba do wab
Chorus:
Now the first mate he got drunk,
And he broke in the Captain’s trunk,
And they sent for the sheriff, to come and take him away,
Sheriff John Stone, Why don’t you leave me alone,
Well I feel so broke up,
Oh yea,
I wanna go home. do wab, ba do wab, ba do wab, ba do wab
Chorus: - slow
Chorus: - fast
Do ron ron
I met her on a Monday and my heart stood still,
A do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
Somebody told me that her name was Gill,
A do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
Yea, my heart stood still, yea, and her name was Gill,
Yea and I walked her home, a do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
She looked so fine, oh my o my,
A do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
One fine day I’m gonna make her mine,
A do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
Yea, she looked so fine, yea, gonna make her mine,
Yea and I walked her home, a do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
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She knew what she was doing, when she caught my eye,
A do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
One fine day, oh my oh my,
A do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
Yea, she caught my eye, yea, oh my oh my,
Yea and I walked her home, a do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
Doobly, doobly, doobly, doooo
A do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
A do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
A do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
A do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
A do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
A do ron ron ron, a do ron ron,
Doobly, doobly, doobly, doobly, doooo,
Oh yea!
Diving Bell Medley
I was strolling in the park one day,
In the merry merry month of May,
I was taken by surprise, By a pair of sparkling eyes,
While strolling in the park one day.
I found a horseshoe, lying on the floor,
I picked it up and nailed it to the door,
It was rusty and full of nail holes,
It brought me luck, good luck for ever more,
Chorus 1:
Down in the diving bell
At the bottom of the sea,
hey!
One little mermaid, two little mermaids,
They came after me,
For I love Jemima, Jemima she loves me,
I’ll stake my life on Jemima,
She thinks the world of me,
Twas Mr and Mrs McGraw, twas Mr and Mrs McGraw,
The finest old couple you ever did see,
Twas Mr and Mrs McGraw.
Chorus 1:
Chorus 2:
For it’s coming on by degrees,
It’s coming on by degrees,
We got the table and the chair,
We got the baby’s underwear,
We got the bar of soap,
To wash the baby’s knees,
We haven’t got the baby yet,
But it’s coming on by degrees,
Now wheel the perambulator [name]
Be careful as you go,
Mind the child, don’t get wild,
Take it very slow,
And as you turn the corner [name],
Before you cross the road,
Just lift your front wheels up a bit,
And don’t upset your load.
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Black-eyed Doll
The Old Grey Duck
White Rose
Well I met my pretty little black-eyed doll,
say where,
Down by the river-side,
say where,
Down by the river-side,
down by,
Down by the river-side,
Well I met my pretty little black-eyed doll,
say where,
Down by the river-side,
down by,
Down by the river-side,
down by the river-side,
The old grey duck, she stole her nest,
And laid up in the fields,
And when the young ones they came forth,
they had no tails nor beels,
they had no tails nor beels,
they had no tails nor beels,
And when the young ones they came forth,
they had no tails nor beels,
Chorus:
I love the white rose in its splendor,
I love the white rose in its bloom,
I love the white rose, So fair as it grows,
Tis the rose that reminds me of you.
Chorus:
She said “Have patience little man, I know you’ll understand,
I hardly know your name,
and maybe,
Maybe some sweet day, love will come your way,
Your name and mine will be the same forever,”
REPEAT VERSE & CHORUS
Well I asked her for a little kiss,
say where,
Chorus:
Ain’t gonna study more no more,
Study more no more,
Ain’t gonna study more no more,
Ain’t gonna study more no more,
Study more no more,
Ain’t gonna study more no more,
The Lily of the Valley
Chorus
Tis the Lily of the valley,
Tis the Lily of the valley,
Oh! My Lord
Oh! My Lord
King Jesus in the chariot rides,
With four white horses side by side,
Oh! My Lord
Oh! My Lord
Chorus
What kind of shoes are those you wear? Oh! My Lord
That you can ride upon the air,
Oh! My Lord
Chorus
These shoes I wear are gospel shoes,
And you can wear them if you choose
Oh! My Lord
Oh! My Lord
Chorus
no Lord I ain’t,
more no more,
no Lord I ain’t,
The worried song
Now the train I ride, is twenty-one coaches long,
Oh Lord, the train I ride, is twenty-one coaches long,
The train I ride is twenty-one coaches long,
I’m worried now, but I won’t be worried long,
For it takes a worried man, to sing a worried song,
Oh Lord, it takes a worried man, to sing a worried song,
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song,
I’m worried now but I won’t be worried long,
Chorus:
Oh hand me down my walking cane,
Oh hand me down my walking cane,
my walking cane,
Hand me down my walking cane,
I’m gonna catch that midnight train
I’m gonna leave my worries behind, and
I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord, I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord,
I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord, no more, no more,
I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord, I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord,
I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more,
John Kanaka
I thought I heard the old man say, – WHU!
John Kanaka – naka to-rye-aye
To day, to day, it’s a holiday. – WHU!
John Kanaka – naka to-rye-aye
Chorus:
To-rye-aye Oh to-rye-aye
John Kanaka – naka to-rye-aye
We’ll work tomorrow, but no work today
We’ll work tomorrow & we’ll earn our pay
Two eggs were addled and one was broke,
And they was throwed away,
The young ones couldna clunk nor swim,
They all died that same day,
They all died that same day,
They all died that same day,
The young ones couldna clunk nor swim,
They all died that same day.
Now them as wasn’ addled nor broke,
They didn’ knaw what to do,
They didn’ even ‘ave the sense,
Ter chaw their shells right thro’,
Ter chaw their shells right thro’,
Ter chaw their shells right thro’,
They didn’ even ‘ave the sense,
Ter chaw their shells right thro’,
Next time we’ll put ‘er in the barn,
An’ tie ‘er by the ‘eels,
The young ones then’ll ‘ave a chance,
Ter graw their tails an’ beels,
Ter graw their tails an’ beels,
Ter graw their tails an’ beels,
The young ones then’ll ‘ave a chance,
Chorus:
We’re bound away at the break of day
We’re bound away for ‘Frisco Bay
The Robber’s Retreat
Chorus:
Them Frisco girls they got no combs
They comb their hair with herring back bones
Come fill up your glasses & let us be merry,
For to roam and to plunder, it is our intent,
As we roam through the valleys, where the lilies and the roses,
And the beautiful Kashmir, lay drooping her head.
Chorus:
Just one more heave and that’ll do
For we’re the crew to pull her through
Chorus:
Then away, then away, Then awaaay,
To those caves in yonder mountains, where the robbers retreat.
Chorus:
I thought I heard the old man say
To day to day, it’s a holiday
Hark, hark, in the distance, the footsteps approaching,
“Stand, stand and deliver!”, It is our watchcry,
As we roam through the valleys, Where the lilies and the roses,
And the beautiful Kashmir, Lay drooping her head.
Chorus:
Chorus:
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The first time I met you my darling,
Your face was as fair as the rose,
But now your dear face has grown paler,
As pale as the lily white rose.
Chorus:
And now I’m alone my sweet darling,
I walk through the garden and weep,
But spring will return with your presence,
Oh, lily white rose, mine to keep.
Chorus:
An Rosenn Wynn
Kynsa pan welis ow hwegoll,
Yth esta mar deg avel ros,
Mes lemyn mar dhis liw dha vejeth,
Mar wynn avel rosenn mayth os.
My’gar an rosenn wynn,
Mar hweg, mar deg dell dyv hi,
An rosenn wynn, Mar splan, mar vrintyn,
A dhre dha gov omma dhe-vy!
Fields of Athenry.
By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling
Micheal they have taking you away
For you stole Trevelyn's corn
So the young might see the morn.
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay.
Chorus:
Low lie the Fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
Our love was on the wing
we had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry.
By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man calling
Nothing matters Mary when your free,
Against the Famine and the Crown
I rebelled they ran me down
Now you must raise our child with dignity.
Chorus:
By a lonely harbour wall, She watched the last star falling
As that prison ship sailed out against the sky
Sure she'll wait and hope and pray
For her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry.
Chorus:
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