An Apres Morris Song Archive - The Morris Ring

Delaware (Irving Gordon)
Oh, what did Della wear boy, What did Della wear?
What did Della wear boy, What did Della wear?
She wore a bran’ new jersey x3
That’s what she did wear.
One, two, three, four!
Oh, why did Calla ‘phone ya, Why did Calla phone?
Why did Calla ‘phone ya, Was she all alone?
She called to say how ar’ yi? X3
That’s why she did call.
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro! ( Spanish )
Oh, what did Mrs sip, boy, What did Mrs sip?
What did Mrs sip, boy, Through her pretty lips?
She sipped a mina-soda x3
That’s what she did sip. Un, deux, trois, quatre!
Oh, where as Ore gone, boy, Where has Ore gone?
If you want, I’ll ask ‘er, I’ll ask ‘er where she’s gone
She went to pay her taxes, x3
That’s where she has gone. Eins, zwei, drei, vier!
Oh, how did Wiscon sin, boy, how did Wincon sin?
How did Wincon sin boy, how did Wincon sin
She stole a brand new brass key, x3
That`s how she did sin.
Too bad that Arkan saw, boy, too bad Arkan saw
So did Tenner see boy, so did Tenner see.
It made poor Flora die, boy, x
She died in misery. (1 st verse repeated)
Delilah (Reed/Mason)
I saw the light on the night that I passed by her
window
I saw the flickering shadows of love on the blind
She was my woman
But she deceived me & so I went out of my mind.
My my my Delilah Why why why? Delilah
I could see that girl was no good for me
Forgive me Delilah I just couldn`t take any more.
At break of day when that man went away I was
waiting I crossed the street to her house & she
opened the door
She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand & she laughed no more.
My my my Delilah Why why why? Delilah
So before they come to break down the door
Forgive me Delilah I just couldn`t take any more.
(Take it away Fritz Instrum)
She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more.
My my my Delilah Why why why? Delilah
So before they come to break down the door
Forgive me Delilah I just couldn`t take any more x2
Derby Ram (trad)
As I went out to Derby, upon a market day
I spied the biggest ram, sir, that ever was fed on hay
Hey ringle dangle, hey ringle day
It was the biggest ram, sir, that ever was fed on hay
The horns upon this ram, sir, they reached up to the moon
A lad went up in April and didn't get down 'til June
The fleece upon this ram, sir, it reached up to the sky
The eagles made their nests there, you could hear
the young 'uns cry
And all the boys of Derby come begging for his eyes
To kick around the streets, sir, 'cause they was
football size
And all the women of Derby come begging for his ears
To make 'em leather aprons to last 'em forty years
And all the men of Derby come begging for his tail
To ring St. George's passing bell from the top of
Derby jail
It took all the boys of Derby to carry away his bones
Took all the maids of Derby to roll away his stones
Now the butcher that killed this ram, sir, he was
up to his thighs in blood
The boy that held the basin was washed away in the flood
And now my song is over, I've got no more to say
Just give us eggs and brandy and we'll be on our way.
The Derby Ram (Sailors)
As I was going to Derby, 'twas on a market day
I met the finest ram, sirs, that ever was fed upon hay
Ch. That's a lie, that's a lie
That's a lie, a lie, a lie!
This ram and I got drunk, sir, as drunk as drunk could be,
& when we sobered up sir we were far away out on the sea
This wonderful old ram, sir, was playful as a kid;
He swallowed the captain's spyglass along with the
bo'sun's fid.
One morning on the poop, sir, before eight bells was rung,
He grabbed the captain's sextant & took a shot at the sun.
One night 'twas wet and rough, sir, and the wind was
blowing keen
He borrowed my suit of oilskins & he took my trick at the
wheel
The butcher who killed this ram, sir, was up to his knees in
blood
And the boy who told the tale, sir, was carried away with
the flood
The crew of the Vencedora* are handsome, strong & brave,
The smartest lot of sailors that ever sailed over the wave!
* or substitute
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