Folk Songs
Scarborough Fair
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
Remember me to the one who lives there,
she once was a true love of mine.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt:
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
without any seems or needle work,
then she'll be a true love of mine.
Tell her to find me an acre of land:
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
between the salt water and the sea strand,
then she'll be a true love of mine.
Tell her to plough it with a stick of leather.
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
And bind it all in a bunch of heather,
then she'll be a true love of mine.
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
Remember me to the one who lives there,
she once was a true love of mine.
Blowing in the Wind
How many roads must a man walk down
Before they call him a man
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand
How many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned
Chorus: The answer my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind
How many years can a mountain exist
Before they're washed to the sea
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see
How many times must a man look up
Before he reaches the sky
How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry
How many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died
Donkey Riding
Chorus: Hey ho, away we go
Donkey riding, donkey riding
Hey ho, away we go
Riding on a donkey
Were you ever in Quebec?
Stowing timber on the deck
Where there's a king with a golden crown
Riding on a donkey
Were you ever round the horn?
Where it's always fine and warm
See the lion and the unicorn
Riding on a donkey
Were you ever in Cardiff Bay?
Where the folks all shout, "Hurray!"
Here comes John with his three months pay
Riding on a donkey
Were you ever in Timbucktoo?
Where the Girl Guides dress in blue
Where they come to welcome you
Riding on a donkey
Were you ever in Ottawa,
Strangest place I ever saw,
Where the mounties keep the law
Riding on a donkey?
Greensleves
Alas, my love you do me wrong
To cast me off discourteously
And I have loved you so long
Delighting in your company
Chorus:
Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight
Greensleeves was my heart of gold
And who but my Lady
Greensleeves.
I have been ready at your hand
to grant whatever you would crave;
I have both wagered life and land
Your love and good will for to have
Chorus
I bought the kerchiefs to thy head
That were wrought fine and gallantly
I kept thee both at board and bed
Which cost my purse well favouredly.
Chorus
Greensleeves, now farewell! adieu!
God I pray to prosper thee;
For I am still thy lover true
Come once again and love me.
Skye Boat Song
Chorus
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
Onward, the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar,
Thunder clouds rend the air;
Baffled our foe's stand on the shore
Follow they will not dare
The Warwickshire Song
A young earl of Warwick, one Atholl by name,
Did need him a sign for to bring him some fame,
His name meant a bear so a bear he did choose,
And so for the first time he came into the news.
Rye toodle rye toodle rye toodle rye aye
I'll show you this sing if you come down our way
It's only a bear standing up by a tree,
But it's story was told in 900ad
Morvidus the earl who came after that chap,
Uprooted an oak and with lions did scrap,
He slew them and cut it to pieces of chaf,
And that's how the bear got his rugged old staff,
Chorus
Now many a story no doubt you've been told,
Concerning this legend so quaint and so old,
We'll stick to our story, Although you may laugh,
We're the girls of that bear and that rugged old staff.
Chorus
Waltzing Matilda
Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me,
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong,
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
All Through the Night
Sleep my child and peace attend thee
All through the night
Guardian angels, God will lend thee
All through the night
Soft the drowsy hours are creeping
Hill and dale in slumber sleeping
I my loving vigil creeping
All through the night
While the moon her watch is keeping
All through the night
While the weary world is sleeping
All through the night
O'er the spirit gently stealing
Visions of delight revealing
Breathes a pure and hold feeling
All through the night
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