THE BUCKLAND SHAG SONGBOOK - Perth Morris Men

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Farmer’s Anthem Come all jolly fellows who delight in being mellow, Attend to my tale I beseech you. For a pint when it’s quiet, come lads let us try it, For it’s thinking will drive a man crazy. I have lawns, I have bowers, I have fields, I have flowers And the lark is my morning alarmer. So jolly boys now here’s god speed the plough, Long life and success to the farmer. Come sit at my table all those who are able And I’ll hear not one word of complaining. For the tinkling of glasses all music surpasses, And I long to hear bottles a-draining. I have lawns, I have bowers, I have fields, I have flowers And the lark is my morning alarmer. So jolly boys now here’s god speed the plough, Long life and success to the farmer. For here I am king, I can laugh, drink and sing And let no man approach as a stranger. Just show me the ass who refuses a glass And I’ll treat him to hay in the manger I have lawns, I have bowers, I have fields, I have flowers And the lark is my morning alarmer. So jolly boys now here’s god speed the plough, Long life and success to the farmer. Let the wealthy and great lie in splendour and state. I envy them not, I declare it For I eat my own lamb, my chicken and ham, I shear my own fleece and I wear it I have lawns, I have bowers, I have fields, I have flowers And the lark is my morning alarmer. So jolly boys now here’s god speed the plough, Long life and success to the farmer. The Buckland Shag Morris Men A Dancing Tradition since 1987 18
Fathom The Bowl Come all you bold heroes, give an ear to my song, And I'll sing you the praise of good brandy and rum. There's a clear crystal fountain o'er England do roll, Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl, 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 lemons from Portugal come, But strong beer and cider are England's control, Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl, I'll fathom the bowl, I'll fathom the bowl, Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl. My wife, she do disturb me, as I lie at my ease, She's as cold as you like, and she does 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, I'll fathom the bowl, I'll fathom the bowl, Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl. My father he do lie in the depths of the sea, Cold rocks for his pillow, but what matter to he, For there's a clear crystal fountain that o'er him do roll, Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl, I'll fathom the bowl, I'll fathom the bowl, Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl. The Buckland Shag Morris Men A Dancing Tradition since 1987 19
Page 1 and 2: THE BUCKLAND SHAG SONGBOOK A COMPIL
Page 3 and 4: Contents A Week Before Easter......
Page 5 and 6: Aprils Eve.........................
Page 7 and 8: A-Roving At number three, old Engla
Page 9 and 10: Adieu Sweet Lovely Nancy Here's adi
Page 11 and 12: Away With All Wine-Drinkers Away wi
Page 13 and 14: Brave Lord Willoughby The 14th. day
Page 15 and 16: Open you up with my duplicate key.
Page 17: Cold Blows The Wind Cold blows the
Page 21 and 22: Good Ale It is of good ale to you I
Page 23 and 24: Hauling And Shaking The Nets It's b
Page 25 and 26: Herring Fishing First you've got to
Page 27 and 28: And don't we wash it clean, We wash
Page 29 and 30: Backe and syde go bare, go bare, Bo
Page 31 and 32: 140 versions, earliest known print
Page 33 and 34: Little Boy Billee There were three
Page 35 and 36: Lord of The Dance I danced in the m
Page 37 and 38: And dance our way with a garland of
Page 39 and 40: On Sussex Hills Where I Was Bred On
Page 41 and 42: Pleasant And Delightful Twas pleasa
Page 43 and 44: Ricketty-Ticketty-Tin It's of a mai
Page 45 and 46: Seamen Bold You seamen bold that pl
Page 47 and 48: Spanish Ladies Farewell and adieu t
Page 49 and 50: Streets of Forbes Now come all you
Page 51 and 52: The Blacksmith A blacksmith courted
Page 53 and 54: Oh, don't you remember that I've go
Page 55 and 56: The English The rottenest bits of t
Page 57 and 58: The Jovial Tradesmen (Jones’s Ale
Page 59 and 60: The Mole-Catcher's Song Near Manche
Page 61 and 62: The Oak And The Ash A north-country
Page 63 and 64: The Salvation Army We're coming, we
Page 65 and 66: The Wild Colonial Boy It's of a wil
Page 67 and 68: There Lived a Maid in Amsterdam In
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There Was an Old Man on a Farm Ther
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Turmut Hoeing 'Twas on a jolly summ
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Up Jumped The Herring Up jumped the
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We'll Drink To The Downfall Of Tyra
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Wey-Hey, Me Maties Come gather ye r
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Whiskey In The Jar As I was going o
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Wild Rover I've been a wild rover f
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Wop She Ad It-Io Now once I courted
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May Morning Song (less serious vers
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A song for our time: Old Rover I've
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The Buckland Shag Morris Men Now he
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September Morn Tinged with an autum
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40 Winks Howzat!.... Another wicket
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The Boundary Path The blue bloom of
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Dreams of a Countryman Was this onc
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Twelve Line Blues Feel the note and
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Blackthorn Winter The winds of chan
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Midsummer Morning Misty meadows, de
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The Sixpence Song I'm a country boy
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Country Ways Cows lying down in the
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I ventured out along leafy lane, To
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Moderation I'm as fond of hop as I
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Where Have You Been? Did you bend a
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Adieu! Thinking man's glory .... th
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The Rufus Stone New Forest, Hampshi
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