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Auld Lang Syne / lyrics wav mp3 video

December 30, 2009

Our old friend Bobbob_dylan_image Dylan has cited Scottish poet and songwriter, Robert Burns,robert20burns41 as his major influence.

The Lychen singers, give us a lusty rendering of the most famous song in the world – Auld Lang Syne…  written by Robert Burns. Why is it the most famous song in the world? Because on Millenium Night, Year 2000, it was sung, nation by nation, all the way across the planet, in a massive, twelve hour Mexican wave. When will that happen again? And, yes, I am totally biased.

 

Scotland featuring Alan Mars, Harriet Anderson and the ancient Lychen swamp people!

AULD LANG SYNE

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!

Chorus: For auld lang syne, my jo,
For auld lang syne, We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

And surely you’ll be your pint stoup,
And surely I’ll be mine,
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne!

Chorus

We twa hae ran about the braes,
And pou’d the gowans fine,
But we’ve wander’d monie a weary fit
Sin’ auld lang syne.

Chorus

We twa hae paidl’d in the burn
Frae morning sun til dine,
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
Sin’ auld lang syne.

Chorus

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere,
And gie’s a hand o’ thine,
And we’ll tak a right gude willie waught
For auld lang syne!

Chorus

Meaning of unusual words:
Auld lang syne = Old long since (old time’s sake)
jo = dear
stoup = tankard
gowans = daisies
braid = broad
Gude willie waught = a friendly drink and blether


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Frère Jacques – lyrics and sound file

June 6, 2009

Frère Jacques – lyrics and sound file

Graham leading us in a rousing and powerful Frere Jaques.

Frere Jaques + Frere Jaques-wav downloadable audio file

Frère Jacques, frère Jacques,
Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?
Sonnez les matines! Sonnez les matines!
Din, dan, don. Din, dan, don.

 

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Molly Malone / Cockles and Mussels / lyrics mp3

May 28, 2009

Molly Malone or Cockles & Mussels or In Dublins fair city

Molly Malone or Cockles & Mussels or In Dublins Fair City mp3

  1. In Dublin’s fair city,
Where girls are so pretty,
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone,
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh”!

Chorus:
Alive, alive oh! alive, alive oh!
Crying, “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh”!

2. Now she was a fishmonger,
And sure twas no wonder,
For so were her mother and father before,
And they each wheeled their barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh”!
Chorus:

3. She died of a fever,
And no one could save her,
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone.
Now her ghost wheels her barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh”!
Chorus: