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Nic Jones : Penguin Eggs 1980

  1. Canadee-i-o
  2. The Drowned Lovers (Clyde Water)
  3. The Humpback Whale
  4. The Little Pot Stove

  5. Courting Is A Pleasure
  6. Barrack Street
  7. Planxty Davis
  8. The Flandyke Shore
  9. Farewell To The Gold

Canadee-i-o

<Trad; Roud 309>
Tuning: CGCGCD (Open Cadd9, down two steps to Bb)
Capo:
-II
Note: this is banjo "Double C", with an added low C.
See also Canadee-i-o (Bob Dylan).
Intro
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 It's of a fair and handsome girl, she's all in her tender years She fell in love with a sailor boy and it's true that she loved him well For to go off to sea with him, like she did not know how She longed to see that seaport town, called Canadee-i-o So she bargained with a young sailor boy, it's all for a piece of gold Straightway he led her all down into the hold Saying I'll dress you up in sailor's clothes, your jacket shall be blue You'll see that seaport town, called Canadee-i-o Now, when the other sailors heard the news, they fell into a rage And with all the whole ship's company, they were willing to engage Saying "We'll tie her hands and feet me boys, overboard we'll throw her And she'll never see that seaport town, called Canadee-i-o" Now, when the captain he's heard the news, well he too fell into a rage And with his whole ship's company he was willing to engage Saying "She'll stay all in sailor's clothes, her collar shall be blue She'll see that seaport town, called Canadee-i-o" Now when they came down to Canada, scarcely above half a year She's married this bold captain, who called her his dear She's dressed in silks and satins now, and she cuts a gallant show She's the finest of the ladies down in Canadee-i-o Come all you fair and tender girls, wheresoever you may be I'd have you follow your own true love when he goes out on the sea For if the sailors prove false to you, well the captain he might prove true To see the honour that I have gained by the wearing of the blue

The Drowned Lovers (Clyde Water)

<Trad; Child 216; Roud 91>
Tuning: DGDGBD (Open G)
Capo:
-II
 Willie sits in his stable door And he's combing his coal-black steed And he's doubting on fair Margaret's love And his heart began to bleed "Give corn unto my horse, mother And meat to my man John And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower Before the night comes on" "Oh stay at home with me, dear Willie Oh stay at home with me And the very best cock in all the roost For your own supper shall be" "It's all your cocks in all your roosts I value not a pin But I'll away to fair Margaret's bower Before the night sets in" "If you go to fair Margaret's bower Without the leave of me In the deepest part of the Clyde Water Then drowned you shall be" "Oh the good steed that I ride upon Cost me thrice thirty pounds And I'll put trust in his swift feet To take me safe and sound" He's ridden o'er the high, high hills And he's down the dewy den And the noise that was in the Clyde Water Would have feared five hundred men" "O roaring Clyde, you roar so loud Your streams are wondrous strong Make me a wreck as I come back But spare me as I'm going" Oh when he's got to Margaret's bower He's turled low on the pin "Oh wake up, me May Margaret Rise up and let me in" "Oh who is this at my bower door A-calling May Margaret's name?" "It's only your first love, little William This night come to her home" "Open your gates this night Open and let me in For me boots they are full of the Clyde Water And I'm frozen to the skin" "Me barns are full of corn, Willie The stable's full of hay And me bower's full of gentlemen They'll not remove till day" "Then it's fare thee well to you, May Margaret It's fare thee well and adieu For I have won my mother's own curse In coming this night to you" And as he's ridden o'er the high, high hill And down yon dowie den And the rushing in the Clyde Water Took Willie's cane from him And he's leaned him over his saddle-bow To catch his cane again And the rushing in the Clyde Water Took Willie's hat from him And he's leaned him over his saddle-bow To catch his hat by force But the rushing in the Clyde Water Took Willie from his horse And the very hour that young man sank Into the parts so deep There up and awoke this May Margaret Out from her drowsy sleep "Come here come here, my mother dear And you read my dreary dream I dreamed my lover was at our gates And nobody let him in" "Lie down, lie down, you May Margaret Lie down and take your rest And since your lover was at our gates It's but two quarters passed" Then nimbly, nimbly rose she up Went down to the river's brim And the louder that this lady cried The louder grew the wind And the very first step that she went in She stepped up to her feet And it's "oh" and "alas," this lady cried "The water's wondrous deep" And the very next step that she went in She's waded to her knee Says she, "I would wade farther in If I my true love could see" And the very next step that she went in She's waded to her chin And the deepest part of Clyde Water She found sweet William in Saying, "You have had a cruel mother, Willie And I have had another And now we'll sleep in Clyde Water Like sister and like brother"

The Humpback Whale

<Henry Robertson>
Tuning: CGCGCE (Open C)
Fifty-six I sailed on board A ship called Byron One She's carried trawler men on deck And a harpoon whaling gun Oh you trawler men, come on Forget your snapper and your prawn For it's out of Ballina we'll sail Fishing for the humpback whale A tractor for a whale winch And the ship's an old Fairmile Twin diesels turn the screws around She'll whale in a fine old style Keep a sharp lookout me lads The whale he's on the run And we'll drive him into Byron Bay And we'll shoot him with our guns The harpoon and the line fly through Very deep into the whale She split the timbers of the ship With a flurry of her tail The rigging struts are snapped in two We reel beneath the blow The gunner fires a killer shot And that humpback sank below Make her tail fast to the bows We've got no time for bed For four and twenty hours each day We kept that factory fed The flensing men upon the land Some had been jackaroos They skin the blubber from the whales Like they're skinning kangaroos A hundred whales and then fifty more Through the factory we did send And then the orders came, knock off me lads Your season's at an end Back into Ballina we steered Tied up and stowed the gear All hands headed for the pub And we filled ourselves with beer

The Little Pot Stove

<Henry Robertson>
Tuning: DGDGBD (Open G)
Capo:
-II
(Show chord shapes)
G x000xx D 4x02xx
G* x0003x Csus2 x500xx
Verse
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Where the winter blizzards blow, and the whaling fleet's at rest
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Tucked in Leigh harbor's sheltered bay, safely anchored ten abreast
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There's the whalemen at their stations, as from ship to ship they rove
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Carry little bags of coal with them, and a little iron stove
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In that little dark engine room
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Where the chill seeps in your soul
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How we huddled round that little pot stove
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That burned oily rags and coal The fireman Paddy works with me on the engine frozen cold A stranger to the truth was he, there's not a lie he hasn't told And he boasted of his gold mines, and of the hearts he had won And his bawdy sense of humour shone just like a ray of sun In that little dark engine room... We live it seven days a week, with cold hands and frozen feet Bitter days and lonely nights, making grog and having fights Salt fish and whale meat sausage, and fresh penguin eggs a treat Then we struggle on to work each day through icy winds and sleet In that little dark engine room... Then one day we saw the sun, we saw the factory ship return Meet your old friends and sing a song, we'll hope the journey wasn't long Then it's homeward bound when it's over, and we'll leave this icy cove But I always will remember that little iron stove In that little dark engine room...

Courting Is A Pleasure

<Trad; Roud 454>
Tuning: CGCGCD
Capo:
-II
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Courting is a pleasure
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Between my love and I
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And it's down in yon green valley
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I'll meet her by and by
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It was down in yon green valley
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She is my heart's delight
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"Molly, lovely Molly
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I will stay till broad daylight"
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Going to church last Sunday My true love she passed me by I knew her mind was altered By the roving of her eye Well I knew her mind was altered To a lad of high degree "Molly, lovely Molly Your looks have wounded me" Up came her love Willy With a bottle in his hand Saying, "Drink this, lovely Molly For our love will never stand" Saying, "Drink this, lovely Molly Let the bottle flask go free Ten guineas I'll wager That married we ne'er shall be" Never marry a fair young maid With a dark and a roving eye Just you kiss her and you embrace her Never tell her the reason why Just you kiss her and you embrace her Till you cause her heart to yield For a faint-hearted soldier Will never gain the field Farewell, Ballymonie Likewise the sweet Bann shore Farewell unto McCusky braes Will I never see more America lies far away That land I will go see And may all bad luck attend the one Who parted my love and me

Barrack Street

<Trad; Roud 1902>
Tuning: DGDGBD (Open G)
Capo:
-II
G
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All sailors all come lend an ear, come listen to me song
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A trick of late was played on me and it won't detain you long
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I come from sea the other day and a girl I chanced to meet
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Oh me friends will be expecting me to a dance in Barrack Street I said "My young fair maid, I cannot dance so well" "Besides I am to Windsor bound where are me friends do dwell" "In to see the party, as I've saved up thirty pounds" "Me friends will be expecting me this night in Windsor town" "Well if you cannot dance me love then you will stand a treat" "Have a glass or two of brandy and a something for to eat" "At six o'clock this evening I'll meet you off the train" "So don't forget to give a call when you come to town again" At eight o'clock that evening, then, the drinking did begin And when we all had drunk our fill the dancing did begin Me and me love danced all around to a merry tune She says, "Me dear, let us retire to a chamber alone" So dancing being over and to bed we did repair And there I fell fast asleep the truth I will declare Me darling with me thirty pounds gold watch and chain had fled Left me here poor Jack alone, stark naked in bed So I looked all around me and there's nothing I could spy But a woman's shirt and apron all on the bed did lie I wrung me hands and tore me hair crying oh what shall I do? Fare thee well, sweet Windsor town, I'm sure I'll never see you Well, everything being silent and the hour but twelve o'clock I put on the shirt and apron and steered for Crowman's Wharf The captain says "Now Jack, I thought you were to Windsor bound" "You might have got a better suit than that for thirty pound" I might have got a better suit if I'd had got the chance I met a girl in Barrack Street she took me to a dance I danced me own destruction now I'm struck from head to feet Swear that I won't go no more down in Barrack street So all of you young sailor lads a warning take from me Beware of all your company when you go out on a spree And keep clear of Barrack Street or else you'll rue the day In a woman's shirt and apron, oh, they'll bring you out to sea

Planxty Davis

<Trad>
Tuning: DGDGBD (Open G)
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The Flandyke Shore

<Trad; Roud 2636>
Tuning: CGCGCD (Open Cadd9)
Note: this is banjo "Double C", with an added low C.
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I went unto my love's chamber window
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Where I often had been before
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Just to let her know unto Flandyke Shore, unto Flandyke Shore
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Never to return to England no more
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Never to return to England no more I went unto my love's chamber door Where I never had been before There I saw a light springing from her clothes, springing from her clothes Just as the morning sun when first arose Just as the morning sun when first arose As I was walking on the Flandyke Shore Her own dear father I did meet "My daughter she is dead," he cried, "she is dead," he cried "And she's broken her heart all for the love of thee" So I hove a bullet onto fair England's shore, onto fair England's shore Just where I thought that my own true love did lay

Farewell To The Gold

<Paul Metsers>
Tuning: DGDGBD (Open G)
Capo:
-II
 Shotover River, your gold it's waning And it's years since the colour I've seen But it's no use just sitting and Lady Luck blaming I'll pack up, then I'll make the break clean Farewell to the gold that never I found Goodbye to the nuggets that somewhere abound For it's only when dreaming that I see you gleaming Down in the dark, deep underground It's nearly two years since I left my old mother For adventure and gold by the pound And with Jimmy the prospector, he was another And to the hills of Atago we were bound Farewell to the gold that never I found Goodbye to the nuggets that somewhere abound For it's only when dreaming that I see you gleaming Down in the dark, deep underground Well we worked the Cardrona's dry valley all over Old Jimmy Williams and me They were panning good dirt on the winding Shotover And so we headed down there just to see Farewell to the gold that never I found Goodbye to the nuggets that somewhere abound For it's only when dreaming that I see you gleaming Down in the dark, deep underground Well, we sluiced and we cradled for day after day And making hardly enough to get by And then a terrible flood swept poor Jimmy away During six stormy days in July Farewell to the gold that never I found Goodbye to the nuggets that somewhere abound For it's only when dreaming that I see you gleaming Down in the dark, deep underground