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Julia

Julia Report 24 Oct 2009 10:21

Dear PollyPoppet, to what music is this song sung. Just tried singing it to myself. I was a Rothesey lass myself, but think the tunes were all piping tunes rather than word songs.
Just drifting back to a childhood memory
Julia in Derbyshire

PollyPoppet

PollyPoppet Report 24 Oct 2009 09:58

morning Keith

Dated 1880-1900
Toon Of Arbroath

Although far fae hame and the blooming heather
Thousand of miles across the deep sea
At night when im weary my mind loves to wander
To the scenes of my boyhood so dear unto me

Chorus
Then heres to the sons of the dear old St Thomas
The lassies are bonnie so blithe and so free
The auld Abbey ruins the cliffs and the commons
The toon of Arbroath will be dear unto me

The toon of Arbroath is my my home and my birthplace
It was there when at school with the rest of the boys
When lessons were over we played till the gloamin
It was there i tasted my lifes sweetest joys

Chorus

It was there where my father and mother both taught me
To deal honest and fair to be kindly and free
And never forget theres one eye above us
That watches our actions where er we may be

Chorus

It was there that i courted my ain bonnie lassie
Her cheeks like the new rose her skin like the snow
I proposed she consented we kissed and concealed it
Down by the Seaton Den where the burnie flows

Chorus

Ive lived as an exile sice i left old St Thomas
And toiled day and night on a far distant shore
But like a true Scotsman my work ner failed me
So now i can boast ive got health and galore

Chorus

me

me Report 24 Oct 2009 09:46

Oh Liverpool Lou lovely Liverpool Lou
Why can't you behave just like other girls do
Why must my poor heart keep following you
Stay home and love me my Liverpool Lou
When I go out walking, I hear people talking
School children playing, I hear what their saying
Their saying you're grieve me
That you will decieve me
Some morning you'll leave me
All packed up and gone
Oh Liverpool Lou lovely Liverpool Lou
Why can't you behave just like other girls do
Why must my poor heart keep following you
Stay home and love me my Liverpool Lou
The sounds from river keep telling me ever
That I should forget you, like I've never met you
Oh tell me their song love
Was never more wrong love
Say I belong love
to my Liverpool Lou

ButtercupFields

ButtercupFields Report 24 Oct 2009 09:22



Dublin in the Rare Old Times

Raised on songs and stories, heroes of renown.
Are the passing tales and glories, that once was Dublin town.
The hallowed halls and houses, the haunting children's rhymes.
That once was Dublin city in the rare old times.

Ring a ring a Rosie, as the light declines,
I remember Dublin city in the rare old times

My name it is Sean Dempsey, as Dublin as can be
Born hard and late in Pimlico, in a house that ceased to be.
By trade I was a cooper, lost out to redundancy.
Like my house that fell to progress, my trade's a memory.

And I courted Peggy Dignan, as pretty as you please,
A rogue and child of Mary, from the rebel Liberties.
I lost her to a student chap, with skin as black as coal.
When he took her off to Birmingham, she took away my soul.

Ring a ring a Rosie, as the light declines,
I remember Dublin city in the rare old times

The years have made me bitter, tha gargle dims my brain,
'cause Dublin keeps on changing, and nothing seems the same.
The Pillar and the Met have gone,
the Royale long since pulled down,
As the great unyielding concrete, makes a city of my town.

Ring a ring a Rosie, as the light declines,
I remember Dublin city in the rare old times

Fare thee well sweet Anna Liffey,
I can no longer stay,
And watch the new glass cages, that spring up along the Quay.
My mind's too full of memories, too old to hear new chimes,
I'm part of what was Dublin, in the rare old times.

Ring a ring a Rosie, as the light declines,
I remember Dublin city in the rare old times


me

me Report 24 Oct 2009 08:43

I´ll be your long haired lover from Liverpool
And I´ll do anything you say
I´ll be your clown or your puppet or your April Fool
If you´ll be my sunshine daisy from L.A

I´ll be your leprechaun and sit upon an old toadstool
I´ll serenade you till I´m old and gray
I´ll be your long haired lover from Liverpool
You´ll be my sunshine daisy from L.A

(You´ll be my lovely daisy on the mountainside)
(There are lots of other flowers, too)
But all the other flowers hung their heads and cried
Because the loveliest of all them was you

(But you were evidently the exception to the rule)
I picked you quickly then I ran away
´Cause I was your long haired lover from Liverpool
You were my sunshine daisy from L.A

I´ll be your long haired lover from Liverpool
And I´ll do anything you ask
I´ll be your clown or your puppet or your April Fool
Cut my hair, I´ll even wear a mask

I´ll be your Valentine, and you´ll be mine, and things´ll be cool
We´ll move along together every day
I´ll be your long haired lover from Liverpool
You´ll be my sunshine daisy from L.A
You´ll be my sunshine daisy from L.A

I´ll be your long haired lover from Liverpool
And I´ll do anything you ask
I´ll be your clown or your puppet or your April Fool
Cut my hair I´ll even wear a mask

I´ll be your Valentine, and you´ll be mine, and things´ll be cool
We´ll move along together every day
I´ll be your long haired lover from Liverpool
You´ll be my sunshine daisy from L.A

me

me Report 24 Oct 2009 08:40

Farewell to Prince's Landing Stage
River Mersey, fare thee well
I am bound for California
A place I know right well
Chorus:
So fare thee well, my own true love
When I return united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that's grieving me
But my darling when I think of thee

I'm bound off for California
By the way of stormy Cape Horn
And I'm bound to write you a letter, love
When I am homeward bound
Chorus:

I have signed on a Yankee Clipper ship
Davy Crockett is her name
And Burgess is the Captain of her
And they say she's a floating Hell
Chorus:

I have shipped with Burgess once before
And I think I know him well
If a man's a seaman, he can get along
If not, then he's sure in Hell
Chorus:

Farewell to lower Frederick Street
Ensign Terrace and Park Lane
For I think it will be a long, long time
Before I see you again
Chorus:

Oh the sun is on the harbour, love
And I wish I could remain
For I know it will be a long, long time
Till I see you again
Chorus:

me

me Report 24 Oct 2009 08:39

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