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Straw Dolly
01:01
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They brought to the square
a lass of flaxen hair
adorned in bows and baubles
and after a time
placed her on the fire there
and turned to ash Straw Dolly
she turned to ash, Straw Dolly
They brought a lad
built strong of grain
stitched up in boots and reed mail
after a while
he met the pyre
and turned to ash Straw Billy
he turned to ash, Straw Billy
And at the end
we gathered all
some having much and others none
and in our turn
we greeted the flames
we turned to ash, Straw Fellows
we too are ash, Straw Fellows
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Bringing in the Corn
00:37
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Come young and old
come ye merrily
a bringin' in the corn
stalks short and tall
we shall scythe them all
and lay our harvest here
Misty April,cheery May
warm June and July
'til Lammas time grows near
Stalks one and all
bring ye in the corn
and lay your harvest here
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The grapes are full upon the vine
birds aflight in late summer skies
gather to step and press me lads
come ye lasses to make the wine
Hand in hand jump up and down
let the jolly liquor flow
A few flagons to each
a cask for all
into the cellar some shall go
Up the ladder of tanager,
warbler and crossbill
and from skins overflowing
come and drink your fill
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4. |
The Sand Candle Song
00:53
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A flame alight upon the sand
a bounty laid on woven reeds
in the rising tide I come to thee
and upon the ebb you shall leave with me
Follow not my beckoning sheen
of blue and grey and green
drink ye not of my poison draught
or be as sailors in tempests lost
Come pour the wax into the sand
light Lammas candles to the king
I will quench the flame with the blood of life
and ye shall bring your fruits to me
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5. |
Even As He Wanes
00:41
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In his might at Midsummer's night
forever may he reign
and at Lammas time the fires still burn bright
and the grain piles higher
even as he wanes
In slumber through a winter's chill
the seed still stirs below
and as he wakes the Spring is sprung
and the bounty it shall grow
Though harvest we in the dwindling light
his gifts do all sustain
and gather we til the longest night
we toil merrily onward
even as he wanes
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Aye, King Louie he went out a-ridin'
aye, King Louie he went out in chase
an' yea poor maiden, she run t'wa hidin'
he were so wanton t' hunt a young lass
CH:
Upon the lintel King Louie did lose his head
so hastened he t' tak' a fair maid t' bed
hurry hurry na' nay not t' tarry
when he rode through th' door as he would t' walk in
Aye na', nay sleek stag t' hunt this day
an' aye na', nay young rabbit Louie t' tak'
aye na', nay quick fox th' king t' follow
aye na', th' king seeks out fairer game
*CH*
Aye th' poor maiden t' cottage flae
an' find therein some refuge t' tak'
aye na' the king nay deterr'd he press'd f'ward
an' forgettin' tha' he were 'pon a mount, crack'd 'is head
*CH*
Aye na' the king a brave soldier can be
an' aye na' king be a wise minster he
all ye courtlye charges display'd through th' king
an' aye an' e'en greater fool can he be
*CH*
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I gane into th' kitchen of the kinge thise morninge
an' much to mae chagrine I discovre'd most foule
tat th' swete creme of kine which fore this meal desir'd I
hat a-sette 'pon th' ledge an' sune hat turn't hem soure
CH (and what a chorus!):
Taste ye mae swete creme
he hat become soure now
an' t;mae ladye taste hem
an' sae tat I nay jeste
Th' ladye she a taste hem an'finde hem nay sae foule
she saith tak t' ye councillor, hae shall decide wha' t' dae
*CH*
Th' councillor hae taste hem an' find hem interreste
hae saith ye must gae t' th' kinge an' hav hem taste thise
*CH*
Th' kinge hae a taste hem an' find hem nay sae t' offend
an' sente mae t' th' kuche wi' creme
thereupon t' bake hem een pye of soure creme
*CH*
PS- on the chorus it goes
ladye
councillor
kinge
peple
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CH:
Nae Aunt Mary, nae marry Uncle John
for then coul' I nae marry Cousine Anne Cousine Anne
an aye na' the bishop cast e' eye mae way
an' t' mae marriage hae a' then say nae
For a nae man th' church n' gon' twee mor' allow
an' afore on such a thing thae a' man frown'd
an' then na' bishop gan' turn m' n' Anne down
an' nae twee mor' t' marry, nae n' in th' same huis
Aye Aunt Mary an' John knae th' day
an' it trouble mae now they'd bae marr'd b'fore mae
an' after that m' n' Anne nay a weddin' day
an' I may nay marry mae n' Anne ne'er may
*CH*
an' after that m' n' Anne nay a weddin' day
an' I may nay marry mae n' Anne ne'er may
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