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anyone got a cheerful song? something funny maybe?

xx

that was lovely, little ann. understand it better too now i have read about his life .

Thanks Stella *takes a bow* lol

oh dear .. has the 33 1/3 broke? lol


Rio

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Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
[ Lyrics found at www.mp3lyrics.org/Tz ]
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

rose knows this is my favourite song!

Ok. for Rose lol

Oh! We went up to the highlands of Scotland,
To the land of the loch and the glen.
And we'll all bring our wives back a present,
So we can go next time again.

Singing...
Too-ral-ay, oo-ral-ay addy,
We went up by train and by car.
When the juice of the barley starts flowing,
We all saw the game in the bar.

Oh! We loaded the bus up with flagons,
And left about twenty past seven.
We stopped fourteen times between Neath and Bridgend,
We were still in Glamorgan at eleven.

Singing...
Too-ral-ay, oo-ral-ay addy,
We went up by train and by car.
When the juice of the barley starts flowing,
We all saw the game in the bar.

On the M5 Will spoke to the driver,
He said "Can you no stop this bus for a while?"
He said "Man alive, we're on the M5,
You'll have to hang on to Carlisle!"

Singing...
Too-ral-ay, oo-ral-ay addy,
We went up by train and by car.
When the juice of the barley starts flowing,
We all saw the game in the bar.

Old Willie climbed out on the sun-roof,
And he stood on the bus in disgrace.
He wasn't to know that the bridge was so low,
But he died with a smile on his face.

Singing...
Too-ral-ay, oo-ral-ay addy,
We went up by train and by car.v When the juice of the barley starts flowing,
We all saw the game in the bar.

He was splattered all over the pavement,
And his leek it was stuffed down his throat,
And I heard his friend say, as they scraped him away,
My ticket was inside his coat!

Singing...
Too-ral-ay, oo-ral-ay addy,
We went up by train and by car.
When the juice of the barley starts flowing,
We all saw the game in the bar.

don't know that one Ann lol xx

Max Boyce Rose x

oh yes of course lol...i have his autograph somewhere ! xx

Duw, It's Hard
(Max Boyce)

In our little valley
They closed the colliery down,
And the pithead baths is a supermarket now.
Empty gurneys red with rust
Roll to rest among the dust
And the pithead baths is a supermarket now.

CHO: 'Cos it's hard, Duw, it's hard
Harder than they will ever know.
And it's they must take the blame,
The price of coal's the same.
And the pithead baths is a supermarket now.

They came down here from England
Because our output's low.
Briefcases full of bank clerks
That had never been below.
And they'll close the valley's oldest mine
Pretending that they're sad.
But don't you worry, Butty bach,
We're really very glad.

My clean-clothes locker's empty now,
I've thrown away the key.
And I've sold my boots and muffler
And my lampcheck 153.
But I can't forget the times we had,
The laughing midst the fear,
'Cos every time I cough I get
A mining souvenir.

I took my old helmet home with me,
Filled it full of earth,
And I planted little flowers there -
They grew for all their worth.
And it's hanging in the glasshouse now,
A living memory,
Reminding me they could have grown
In vases over me.

But I know the local magistrate,
She's got a job for me,
Though it's only counting buttons
In a local factory.
We get coffee breaks and coffee breaks,
Coffee breaks and tea.
And now I know those dusty mines
Have seen the last of me.

FINAL CHORUS
'Cos it's hard, Duw, it's hard
Harder than they will ever know.
And if ham was underground,
Would it be twelve bob a pound.
And the pithead baths is a supermarket now.
Aye, the pithead baths is a supermarket now.

Coorie doon, Coorie doon, Coorie doon, my darling
Coorie doon a day
Coorie doon, Coorie doon, Coorie doon, my darling
Coorie doon a day

Lie doon my dear and in your ear
To help you close your eyes
I'll sing a song, a slumber song
A Miner's lullaby

There's darkness doon the mine my darling
Darkness, dust and damp
But we must have our heat, our light
Our fire and our lamp

Your daddy coories doon, my darling
Doon in a three foot seam
So you can corrie doon, my darling
Coorie doon and dream

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Susanne´s Folksong-Notizen English Notes

Love Is Teasing (Love Is Pleasing)
(Trad)
For love is teasing and love is pleasing
And love is a pleasure when first it's new
But as it grows older ach love grows colder
And fades away like the morning dew

I wished, I wished, oh I wished in vain
I wished I was a lad again
But lad again I can no more be
Than apples grow on an orange tree

When I was a young man I did not care
I drank the whisky night and morn
But since I've married that girl so fair
I rue the day that I was born

I wished, I wished that my bairn was born
And sitting on his mother's knee
And me poor boy I was dead and gone
The long green grass growing over me

(as sung by Alex Campbell)


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I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I were a maid again
But a maid again I can never be
Until apples grow on an ivy tree

For love is pleasing and love is teasing
And love is a treasure when first it's new
But as love grows older then love grows colder
And it fades away like the morning dew

There is an alehouse in the town
And there my love he sits him down
He takes a strange girl on his knee
And he tells her things that he once told me

For love and porter make a young girl older
And love and whiskey make her old and grey
And what cannot be cured, love, must be endured, love
And now I am bound for Amerikay

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But as love grows older then love grows colder
And it fades away like the morning dew