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Never wed an old man Trad. An old man came courting me, hey ding dorum daa, an old man came courting me, me being young An old man came courting me, said he would marry me, maids, when you’re young, never wed an old man Chorus: For he’s got no fallorum, fall diddle, Ay orum he’s got no fallorum, fall diddel all day, He’s got no fallorum, he’s lost his ding-dorum Maids, when you’re young, never wed an old man And when we went to church, hey ding dorum daa, when we went to church, me being young when we went to church, he left me in the lurch, maids, when you’re young, never wed an old man 40 Chorus: For he’s got no fallorum… And when we went to bed, hey ding dorum daa, when we went to bed, me being young when we went to bed, he lay as he was dead, maids, when you’re young, never wed an old man Chorus: For he’s got no fallorum… But when he went to sleep, hey ding dorum day, when he went to sleep, me being young when he went to sleep, out of bed I would creep, into the arms of a handsome young man And I found his fallorum, Hey diddle ay orum I found his fallorum, Fall diddel all day, I found his fallorum, he’s got my ding-dorum Maids, when you’re young, never wed an old man
Sick note, The By: Pat Cooksey Melody: The garden where the praties grow Dear Sir I write this note to you to tell you of my plight For at the time of writing I am not a pretty sight My body is all black and blue, my face a deathly grey And I write this note to say why Paddy’s not at work today. Whilst working on the fourteenth floor, some bricks I had to clear To throw them down from such a height was not a good idea The foreman wasn’t very pleased, the bloody awkward sod He said I had to cart them down the ladders in my hod. Now clearing all these bricks by hand, it was so very slow So I hoisted up a barrel and secured the rope below But in my haste to do the job, I was too blind to see That a barrel full of building bricks was heavier than me. And so when I untied the rope, the barrel fell like lead And clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead I shot up like a rocket till to my dismay I found That half way up I met the bloody barrel coming down. Well the barrel broke my shoulder, as to the ground it sped And when I reached the top I banged the pulley with my head I clung on tightly, numb with shock, from this almighty blow And the barrel spilled out half the bricks, fourteen floors below. Now when these bricks had fallen from the barrel to the floor I then outweighed the barrel and so started down once more Still clinging tightly to the rope, my body racked with pain When half way down, I met the bloody barrel once again. The force of this collision, half way up the office block Caused multiple abrasions and a nasty state of shock Still clinging tightly to the rope I fell towards the ground And I landed on the broken bricks the barrel scattered round. I lay there groaning on the ground I thought I’d passed the worst But the barrel hit the pulley wheel, and then the bottom burst A shower of bricks rained down on me, I hadn’t got a hope As I lay there bleeding on the ground, I let go the bloody rope. The barrel then being heavier then started down once more And landed right across me as I lay upon the floor It broke three ribs, and my left arm, and I can only say That I hope you’ll understand why Paddy’s not at work today. 41
Page 1 and 2: The Beadmakers Songbook English Son
Page 3 and 4: About This collection of odd songs
Page 5 and 6: By English might the French are pre
Page 7 and 8: He was dirty and filthy and full of
Page 10 and 11: Bored on the Listfield Text by Andr
Page 12 and 13: 12 Catapult Song, The tune: “Tram
Page 14 and 15: Chivalry went for Pizza, The -Ceria
Page 16 and 17: 16 Dragon song, Do Virgins Taste be
Page 18 and 19: Drunken Viking Av Evan the Mad Wand
Page 20 and 21: 20 Gaudete Piae Cantones (Swedish,
Page 22 and 23: Grazing mace , A -Anonymous tune:
Page 24 and 25: 24 Hastings 1066 Lyrics and Music D
Page 26 and 27: 26 Home Boys Home Oh well, who woul
Page 28 and 29: I’m a Duke and You’re Not Words
Page 30 and 31: I’m my own Grandpa By: Dwigth Lat
Page 32 and 33: Irish Ballad, The By: Tom Lehrer Ab
Page 34 and 35: 34 Johnny be Fine Johnny be fine an
Page 36 and 37: Letter to Drachenwald Tune: My Bonn
Page 38 and 39: Mermaid, The -Shel Silverstein When
Page 42 and 43: Sleeping Scotsman, The Trad. Oh, a
Page 44 and 45: Trimarian sheep song (Tune: Scotlan
Page 46 and 47: Widows Promise, The High up on a lo
Page 48: 48 You can have my dearest knight A

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