Eight Bells: August 2009

Fans of that delightful film The Wicker Man,starring Sir Christopher Lee,will enjoy this post.I have managed to collect the lyrics to a few of the songs from the movie,so now,you can not only hum along,but now sing a long!!!

The Wicker Man Intro Song - sung by Leslie Mackie.

Oh i am come to the low country;
Och on,Och on,Och Rie;
Without a penny in my purse;
To buy a meal for me;
Oh once i had a hundred sheep;
Och on,Och on,Och Rie
Skipping o'er yon narrow creek
And growing wool for me.

Willows Song

Heigh ho! Who is there?
no one but me,my dear.
Please come say,how do?
The things i'll give to you.

A stroke as gentle as a feather,
I'll catch a rainbow from the sky,
And tie the ends together.

Heigh ho! I am here,
Am i not young and fair?
Please come say,how do?
The things i'll show to you.

Would you have a wond'rous sight,
The midday sun at midnight?

Fair maid,white and red,
Comb you smooth and stroke your head,
How a maid can milk a bull!
And every stroke a bucketful.

The Landlord's Daughter.

Much has been said of the strumpets of yore,
Of wenches and bawdy house queens by the score,
But i sing of a baggage that we all adore,
The landlord's daughter

You'll never love another,
Although she's not the kind of girl to take home to your mother.

Her ale,it is lively and strong to the taste,
It is brewed with discretion,never with haste,
You can have all you like if you swear not to waste,
The landlord's daughter.

And when her name is mentioned,
The parts of every gentleman do stand up at attention.

Now there's Jane of the Blossom and Doll of the Crown,
Pretty Kate of the Garter and Star down in town,
Fat Dolly who keeps The Red Heart of Renown,
But i'll take the landlord's daughter.

O', Nothing can delight so,
As does the part that lies between her left toe and her right toe.

Corn Rigs. - Paul Giovanni.

It was once upon a lammas night,
When corn rigs are bonnie,
Beneath the moons unclouded light,
I held awhile to Annie.

The time went by with careless heed,
'til 'tween the late and early,
With small persuasion she agreed,
To see me through the barley.

Corn rigs and barley rigs and,
Corn rigs are bonnie.
I'll not forget that happy night,
Among the rigs with Annie.

The sky was blue,the wind was still,
The moon was shining clearly,
I set her down with right goodwill,
Among the rigs o' barley.

I kent her heart was my own,
I loved her most sincerely,
I kissed her o'er and e'er again,
Among the rigs of barley.

Gently Johnny - Paul Giovanni.

I put my hand on her knee,
And she says do you want to see,
I put my hand on her breast,
And she says do you want a kiss.

Gently Gently Gently Johnny
Gently Johnny my jingalo.

I put my hand on her thigh,
And she says do you want to try,
I put my hand on her belly,
And she says do you want to fill me.

Gently Gently Gently Johnny,
Gently Johnny my jingalo.

Maypole Song

In the woods there grew a tree,
And a fine fine tree was he,
And on that tree there was a limb,
And on that limb there was a branch
And on that branch there was a nest,
And in that nest there was an egg,
And in that egg there was a bird,
And from that bird a feather came,
And of that feather was a bed.

And on that bed there was a girl,
And on that girl there was a man,
And from that man there was a seed,
And from that seed there was a boy,
And from that boy there was a man,
And from that man there was a grave,
From that grave there grew a tree,
In the summerisle,
Summerisle,summerisle,summerisle wood summerisle wood.

The Tinker Of Rye

There was a tinker lived of late,
Who walked the streets of Rye,
He bore his pack upon his back,
Patches and plugs did cry,
O' I have brass within my bag,
My hammer's full of metal,
And as to skill i well can clout,
And mend a broken kettle.

A maiden did this tinker meet,
And to him boldly say,
For sure,my kettle hath much need,
If you will pass my way,
She took the tinker by the hand,
And led him to her door,
Says she my kettle i will show,
And you can clout it sure.

For patching and plugging is his delight,
His work goes forward,day and night.

Fair maid says he,
Your kettle's cracked,
The cause is plainly told,
There hath so many nails been drove,
Mine own could not take hold,
Says she it hath endured some knocks,
And more it may i know,
I'm sure a large large nail will hold,
If it was struck in so.

For patching and plugging was his delight,
His work goes forward,day and night.

Fire Leap.

Take the flame inside you,
Burn and burn below,
Fire seed and fire feed,
To make your baby grow.

Take the flame inside you,
Burn and burn belay,
Fire seed and fire feed,
To make the baby stay.

Take the flame inside you,
Burn and burn belong,
Fire seed and fire feed,
And make the baby strong.

Take the flame inside you,
Burn and burn belie,
Fire seed and fire feed,
To make the baby cry.

Take the flame inside you,
Burn and burn begin,
Fire seed and fire feed,
To make the baby king.

Lulliby.

Sleep Close And Fast.

Summer Is Icumen In.

Summer is icumen in,
Loudly sing cuckoo,
Grows the seed and blows the mead,
And springs the wood anew.
Sing Cuckoo.

Ewe bleats harshly after lamb,
Cows after calves make moo,
Bullock stamps and deer champs,
Now shrilly sing cuckoo
Cuckoo cuckoo
Wild bird are you,
Be never still cuckoo.