- Rose Red
- One Man Went to Mow
- Wild Mountain Thyme
- She Moved Through the Fair
- The Lincolnshire Poacher
- The Merry Green Broom
- Meet me on the Corner
- John Ball
ROSE RED (a round)
Rose, rose, rose red
Will I ever see thee wed?
I will marry who I please Sir
When thou art dead
ONE MAN WENT TO MOW
I’ll have one man to mow me down my meadow
I’ll have two men to gather it all together
I’ll have two men, one man and one more
To mow me down my meadow, that grows before my door.
I’ll have three men to mow me down my meadow
I’ll have four men to gather it all together
I’ll have four men, three me, two men…etc up to ten!
Last time round sing:
I’ll have two men, one man and no more
To mow me down…etc.
WILD MOUNTAIN THYME (chorus)
And we’ll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather
Will you go lassie, go
MEET ME ON THE CORNER (chorus)
Meet me on the corner when the lights are coming on and I’ll be there
I promise I’ll be there
Down the empty streets we’ll disappear until the dawn
If you have dreams enough to share
JOHN BALL
Who’ll be the lady, who will be the lord,
When we are ruled by the love of one another?
Who will be the lady, who will be the lord,
In the light that is coming in the morning.
Sing, John Ball and tell it to them all -
Long live the day that is dawning!
And I'll crow like a cock,
And I'll carol like a lark,
For the light that is coming in the morning.
Eve is the lady, Adam is the lord,
When we are ruled by the love of one another,
Eve is the lady, Adam is the lord,
In the light that is coming in the morning.
Sing, John Ball etc
All shall be ruled by fellowship I say,
All shall be ruled by the love of one another,
All shall be ruled by fellowship I say,
In the light that is coming in the morning.
Sing, John Ball etc
Labour and spin for fellowship I say,
Labour and spin for the love of one another.
Labour and spin for fellowship I say,
And the light that is coming in the morning.
Sing, John Ball etc x 2
Songs
sung on 28th November 2012:
- Fiddlers Green
- Rose Red
- One Man Went to Mow
- When I First Came to this Land
- The Merry Green Broom
- Sans Day Carol
- The Keeper
- Wild Mountain Thyme
- The Parting Glass
Fiddlers Green
As I walked by the dockside one
evening so rare,
To view the still waters and take the salt air,
I heard an old fishermen, singing this song
O take me away, boys, my time is not long.
To view the still waters and take the salt air,
I heard an old fishermen, singing this song
O take me away, boys, my time is not long.
Wrap me up in my oilskins and
jumper,
No more on the dock I’ll be seen,
Just tell me old shipmates I’ve gone for a trip mate,
And I’ll see you someday on fiddler’s green.
No more on the dock I’ll be seen,
Just tell me old shipmates I’ve gone for a trip mate,
And I’ll see you someday on fiddler’s green.
O fiddler’s green is a place I’ve
heard tell,
Where the 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.
Where the 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.
Wrap me up..
Where the sky’s always clear and
there’s never a gale,
Where the fish jump on board with a swish of their tale,
Where you’ll lie at your leisure, there’s no work to do,
And the skipper’s below making tea for the crew.
Where the fish jump on board with a swish of their tale,
Where you’ll lie at your leisure, there’s no work to do,
And the skipper’s below making tea for the crew.
Wrap me up…
When we get to the dock and the long
trip is through,
There’s pubs and there’s clubs and there’s lasses there too,
Where the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free,
And there’s bottles of rum growing from every tree.
There’s pubs and there’s clubs and there’s lasses there too,
Where the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free,
And there’s bottles of rum growing from every tree.
Wrap me up…
O I don’t want a harp nor a halo
not me,
Just give me a breeze on the good rolling sea,
And I’ll play me old squeeze box as we sail along,
With the wind in the rigging to sing me this song,
Just give me a breeze on the good rolling sea,
And I’ll play me old squeeze box as we sail along,
With the wind in the rigging to sing me this song,
Wrap me up…
When I First Came to This Land When I first came to this land, I was not a wealthy man So I got myself a shack, I did what I could And I called my shack, "Break my back" But the land was sweet and good, I did what I could When I first came to this land, I was not a wealthy man, So I got myself a farm, I did what I could And I called my farm, "Muscle in my arm" And I called my shack, "Break my back" For the land was sweet and good, I did what I could Each verse adds a character. cow, “No milk now” hen, “Now and then” duck, “Out of luck” wife, “Run for your life” son, “My work done”
The Merry Green Broom
A
wager with you my pretty fair maid
Five hundred pounds to your ten
A maid you will go to the merry green broom
And a maid you’ll no longer return-o
A wager, a wager with you kind sir
Five hundred pounds to my ten
A maid I will go to the merry green broom
And a maid I will boldly return-o
The maiden she sat in her bower alone
She is in torment and strife
If I don’t go to the Broomfield this night
My love he won’t make me his wife-o
So up and she goes on her good white steed
Away for her young man to meet
She found him lain there and all fast asleep
With a blood red rose at his feet-o
She’s kissed him twice on cheek and on chin
Then over his body did lean
There she did place five rings on his chest
Just so he would know she had been-o
Then off through the woods the young maid did go
Just when her love did arise
He saw the five rings laid there on his chest
On his face was nought but surprise-o
A wager with you my pretty fair maid
Five hundred pounds to your ten
A maid you will go to the merry green broom
And a maid you’ll no longer return-o
A wager, a wager with you kind sir
Five hundred pounds to my ten
A maid I will go to the merry green broom
And a maid I will boldly return-o
Five hundred pounds to your ten
A maid you will go to the merry green broom
And a maid you’ll no longer return-o
A wager, a wager with you kind sir
Five hundred pounds to my ten
A maid I will go to the merry green broom
And a maid I will boldly return-o
The maiden she sat in her bower alone
She is in torment and strife
If I don’t go to the Broomfield this night
My love he won’t make me his wife-o
So up and she goes on her good white steed
Away for her young man to meet
She found him lain there and all fast asleep
With a blood red rose at his feet-o
She’s kissed him twice on cheek and on chin
Then over his body did lean
There she did place five rings on his chest
Just so he would know she had been-o
Then off through the woods the young maid did go
Just when her love did arise
He saw the five rings laid there on his chest
On his face was nought but surprise-o
A wager with you my pretty fair maid
Five hundred pounds to your ten
A maid you will go to the merry green broom
And a maid you’ll no longer return-o
A wager, a wager with you kind sir
Five hundred pounds to my ten
A maid I will go to the merry green broom
And a maid I will boldly return-o
The Holly Bears a
Berry (Sans Day Carol)
Now the Holly bears a
berry as white as the milk
And Mary bore Jesus,
who was wrapped up in silk.
Chorus:And Mary bore
Jesus Christ our Saviour 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.
Now the Holly bears a
berry as green as the grass
And Mary bore Jesus,
who died on the cross.
Chorus
Now the Holly bears a
berry as black as the coal
And Mary bore Jesus,
who died for us all.
Chorus
Now the Holly bears a
berry as blood is it red
Then trust we our
Saviour who rose from the dead.
Chorus
The Keeper
The keeper did a
hunting go
And under his cloak he
carried a bow
All for to shoot a
merry little doe
Among the leaves so
green-o.
Jackie boy
(Master) Sing ye well (Very well)
Hey down (Ho down)
Derry derry down
Among the leaves
so green-o
To my hey down
down (To my ho down down )
Hey down (Ho down)
Derry derry down
Among the leaves
so green-o
The first doe she did
cross the plain,
The keeper fetched her
back again.
Where she is now, she
may remain,
Among the leaves so
green-o.
CHORUS
The next doe she did
cross the brook.
The keeper fetched her
back with his hook.
Where she is now you
may go and look
Among the leaves so
green-o.
CHORUS
The keeper did a
hunting go.
In the woods he caught
a doe.
She looked so sad that
he let her go.
Among the leaves so
green-o.
Wild Mountain Thyme
Oh, the summer time is
coming,
And the trees are sweetly blooming,
And the wild mountain thyme
grows around the blooming heather.
Chorus:Will you go, lassie, go?
And
we'll all go together
To
pull wild mountain thyme
All
around the blooming heather,
Will
you go lassie, go?
I will build my love a
bower
By yon clear and crystal fountain,
And on it I will pile
All the flowers of the mountain.
Chorus
If my true love, she won't have me,
I will surely find another
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather.
Chorus
Oh, the summer time is
coming
And the trees are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather.
Chorus
The Parting Glass
Of all the money that
e'er I spent
I've spent it in good
company
And all the harm that
ever I did
Alas it was to none but
me
And all I've done for
want of wit
To memory now I can't
recall
So fill to me the
parting glass
Good night and joy be
with you all
If I had money enough
to spend
And leisure to sit
awhile
There is a fair maid in
the town
That sorely has my
heart beguiled
Her rosy cheeks and
ruby lips
I own she has my heart
enthralled
So fill to me the
parting glass
Good night and joy be
with you all
Oh, all the comrades
that e'er I had
They're sorry for my
going away
And all the sweethearts
that e'er I had
They'd wish me one more
day to stay
But since it falls unto
my lot
That I should rise and
you should not
I'll gently rise and
softly call
Good night and joy be
with you all
