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The bell cow

The best things in life are free

The blacksmith / Twankdillo

The birch tree (Beriozka)

The bird courting song

The carrion crow

The cockle gatherer

The cuckoo / Peter’s flowing stream

The Derby ram

The frog and the crow

The frog and the mouse

Last updated: 1/9/2019 4:52 PM

The songs below are part ofAway we go

compiled, adapted and illustrated by Dany Rosevear

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The bell cow 🔊

 

 

 


From ‘American Mountain Songs’ published 1927 and usually heard with a banjo accompaniament. The bell cow is usually the leader of the herd; the bell she wears serves to keep her charges from straying too far.

Visit: https://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=103143  for more verses.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Partridge in the pea patch, pickin' up the peas,

Along comes the bell cow, kickin' up her heels!

Chorus:

Oh, the bell cow, catch her by the tail,

Oh, the bell cow, milk her in the pail!

 

The bell cow has a couple a horns,

Ain’t been milked since I was born.

 

Went down the cornfield to pick a mess of beans,

Along come the bell cow a-pecking at the greens.

 

The milk ain't whipped and the butter ain't fat,

The darned old cow ate my best hat.

 

Some of these days when I learn how,

I'm gonna milk that old bell cow.

 


 

 

The best things in life are free 🔊

 

 

 


Appreciate what we have and make the most of our natural world.

Written for the 1927 musical ‘Good News’ with lyrics by Buddy DeSylva and Lew Brown and music by Ray Henderson. There was a revival of the song in the 1950s by a number of well known singers. Find out more.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


The Moon belongs to ev'ryone,

The best things in life are free.

The stars belong to ev'ryone,

They gleam there for you and me.

 

The flowers in spring,

The robins that sing,

The sunbeams that shine,

They're yours, they're mine!

And love can come to ev’ryone,

The best things in life are free.

 

The stars in the sky

The Moon on high

They're great because they're free 


 

 

 

The blacksmith / Twankydillo 🔊

 

 


A traditional English folk song. This children’s version comes from ‘Music Now and Long Ago’ published 1956 by the Silver Burdett Company.

Another version can be found in ‘Singing Together’ Spring 1969, BBC Publications.

Find out more about this song at:   https://mainlynorfolk.info/watersons/songs/twankydillo.html

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Here's a song for the jolly blacksmith,

The best of all fellows,

He works at his anvil

While the boy blows the bellows

Which makes his bright hammer

To rise and to fall.

Here's to old Cole, and to young Cole

And to old Cole of all.

Twankydillo, twankydillo

Twankydillo, dillo, dillo, dillo,

And a roaring pair of bagpipes

Made of the green willow.

 

Here's a song for the jolly blacksmith,

He’s clever, indeed.

He shapes every horseshoe

To a fit for each steed.

He makes his bright hammer….

 

Here's a song for the jolly blacksmith,

He’s handy besides,

He rims wheels for wagons,

So that we can have rides.

And he makes his bright hammer….

 


 

 

 

The birch tree (Beriozka) O

 

 


A beautiful old Russian folk song.

There are many translations of this song and you can find some more at: http://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=60360

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


See the lovely birch in the meadow,

See the leaves a-dancing when the wind blows.

Loo-lee-loo, in the meadow,

Loo-lee-loo, when the wind blows.

 

I will take three twigs from the birch tree,

I will carve three flutes from its branches.

Loo-lee-loo, from the birch tree,

Loo-lee-loo, from its branches.

 

Then for my old grandfather’s pleasure,

From the birch I’ll make a balalaika

Loo-lee-loo, for his pleasure,

Loo-lee-loo, balalaika.

 

As I play my tingling balalaika,

I will think of you, my lovely birch tree.

Loo-lee-loo, balalaika,

Loo-lee-loo, lovely birch tree.


 

 

The bird courting song O

 

There are many more verses to this song about courting.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


"Hi!" said the blackbird, sitting on a chair,

"Once I courted a lady fair,

She proved fickle and turned her back,

And ever since then I've dressed in black."

Chorus:

Howdy dowdy diddle-um-dum,

Howdy dowdy diddle-um-day,

Howdy dowdy diddle-um-dum,

Howdy dowdy diddle-um-day.

 

"Hi!" said the blue jay and away he flew,

"If I were a young man I'd have two;

If one proved fickle and chanced to go,

I'd have another string to my bow."

 

"Hi!" said the little leather-winged bat,

"I will tell you the reason that,

The reason that I fly by night,

Is because I lost my heart's delight."

 

"Hi!" said the robin, with a little squirm,

"I wish I had a great big worm;

I’d fly away into my nest;

I have a wife I think is best."

 


 

 

The carrion crow 🔊

 

 

 


There are many versions of this traditional song, find some of them here:  https://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=98836 . The one below I heard from the singing of Cyril Tawney, ‘Children’s songs from Devon and Cornwall’. It was also in English Folk Songs for Schools collected and arranged by S.Baring Gould and Cecil Sharp, published 1900. It was taken down from a Cornishman in 1844.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


A carrion crow sat on an oak,

Hey, derry down, derry dido!

Watching a tailor mending his coat;

Caw! Caw! the carrion crow,

Hey, derry down, derry dido!

 

Oh, wife, oh wife bring here my bow;

Hey, derry down, derry dido!

That I may shoot this carrion crow;

Caw! Caw! the carrion crow,

Hey, derry down, derry dido!

 

The tailor he fired but he missed his mark;

Hey, derry down, derry dido!

For he shot his old sow right bang through the heart;

Caw! Caw! the carrion crow,

Hey, derry down, derry dido!

 

Oh, wife, oh wife, bring some brandy in a spoon;

Hey, derry down, derry dido!

For our old sow’s fallen down in a swoon;

Caw! Caw! the carrion crow,

Hey, derry down, derry dido!

 

Well, the old sow died and the bell did toll;

Hey, derry down, derry dido!

And the little pigs prayed for the old sow's soul;

Caw! Caw! the carrion crow,

Hey, derry down, derry dido!


 

 

 

The cockle gatherer O

 

A song from the Hebrides made famous by Kenneth McKellar. I came across it on the BBC radio programme Music Box in the 1980s

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Eetia doo veel,

Eetia a doo horo,

Eetia doo veel,

Blythe I gather cockles here,

Eetia doo veel,

Eetia a doo horo,

Eetia doo veel,

Blythe I gather cockles here.

 

High scream the seagulls

Down on the skerry there,

High scream the seagulls

While I gather cockles here,

High scream the seagulls

Down on the skerry there,

High scream the seagulls

While I gather cockles here.

Eetia doo veel,

Eetia a doo horo,

Eetia doo veel,

While I gather cockles here etc.

 

Laughter of sea-waves

Down on the skerry there,

Laughter of sea-waves

While I gather cockles here.

Laughter of sea-waves

Down on the skerry there,

Laughter of sea-waves

While I gather cockles here.

Eetia doo veel,

Eetia a doo horo,

Eetia doo veel,

While I gather cockles here.

Eetia doo veel,

Eetia a doo horo,

Eetia doo veel,

Still I gather cockles here.

 

 


 

 

The  cuckoo / Peter’s flowing stream 🔊

 

 


A community song of German origin; there are more complex versions of this song, find out more at: https://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=102225.

 

Slap knees rapidly for ‘Hol-di-ah’ then slap knees, clap hands and snap fingers continuously until the end of the chorus.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Oh, I went to the flowing stream and what did I hear?

From the quiet wood came the sound of the cuckoo so clear.

 

Chorus: Hol-di-ah,

Hol-di-rah-kiki-ah, hol-di rah cuckoo, (cuckoo)

Hol-di-rah-kiki-ah, hol-di rah cuckoo, (cuckoo)

Hol-di-rah-kiki-ah, hol-di rah cuckoo, (cuckoo)

Hol-di-rah-kiki-ah, oh!

 

After Easter comes sunny days that will melt all the snow.

Then I’ll marry my maiden fair, we’ll be happy I know.

Chorus (add a second ‘cuckoo’)


 

 

The  Derby Ram 🔊

 

 


There are innumerable versions of this hoary old tale; this lesser known one comes from Toni Arthur’s ‘Everyday Singaway’ (Piccolo) published 1985. There are no clues to its earlier origins, just a note that says ‘English traditional’. The version below has some minor changes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


As I was going to Derby,

All on a market day,

I saw the largest ram, sir,

That ever was fed on hay.

 

Singing Hey dingle Derby,

And hey dingle day,

Hey dingle Derby,

And hey dingle day.

 

The fleece upon this ram, sir,

It reached up to the sky,

The eagles made their nests there,

You could hear the young 'uns cry.

 

The horns upon this ram, sir,

They reached up to the moon,

A lad went up in January

And he didn't come back 'til June.

 

And all the boys of Derby

Came a-begging for his eyes,

To kick around the streets, sir,

For they were football size.

 

The tail upon this ram, sir,

It reached right down to hell,

And every time he waggled it

He rang the devil’s bell.

 

And now my story’s ended,

I've got no more to say,

So please give us a New Year’s Box

And we'll be on our way.


 

 

 

The frog and the crow O

 

 


Beware of the handsome and persuasive stranger.

Also called  ‘The jolly fat frog’, it can be found in Rimbault’s ‘A Collection of Old Nursery Rhymes’ published 1864. It was featured in BBC broadcasts to schools, Spring term 1961 without the last verse.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


A jolly fat frog lived in the river swim-o!

A handsome black crow lived on the river brim-o!

"Come on shore! Come on shore!"

Said the crow to the frog, and then-o!

"No, you'll bite me! No, you'll bite me!"

Said the frog to the crow again-o!

 

"Oh, there is sweet music on yonder green hill-o!

And you shall be a dancer, a dancer all in yellow,

All in yellow! All in yellow!"

Said the crow to the frog, and then-o!

"All in yellow! All in yellow!"

Said the crow to the frog again-o!

 

"Farewell, ye little fishes, that in the river swim-o!

I'm going to be a dancer, a dancer all in yellow."

"Oh, beware! Oh, beware!"

Said the fish to the frog; and then-o!

"I'll take care! I'll take care!"

Said the frog to the fish again-o!

 

The frog began a-swimming, a-swimming to the land-o!

And the crow began a-jumping, to give him a-hand-o!

"Sir, you're welcome! Sir, you're welcome!"

Said the crow to the frog, and then-o!

"Sir, I thank you! Sir, I thank you!"

Said the frog to the crow again-o!

 

"But where is the sweet music on yonder green hill-o?

And where are all the dancers, the dancers in yellow?

"Sir, they're here! Sir, they're here!"

Said the crow to the frog —Swallows the frog GULP!

 


 

 

The frog and the mouse O

 

 


As a traditional English folk song such a pairing is not so unusual; some of these lines and themes can be found in other songs and tunes see:  http://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=2338

A ‘buckler’ is a small round shield.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


There was a frog lived in a well,

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

There was a mouse lived in a mill,

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

This frog he would a-wooing ride,

With sword and pistol by his side.

With a harum scarum diddle dum darum,

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

 

He rode till he came to Mouse's Hall,

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

Where he most tenderly did call,

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

"Oh! Mistress Mouse, are you at home?

And if you are, oh please come down."

With a harum scarum diddle dum darum,

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

 

"My Uncle Rat is not at home;

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

I dare not for my life come down."

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

Then Uncle Rat he soon comes home,

"And who's been here since I've been gone?"

With a harum scarum diddle dum darum,

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

 

"Here's been a fine young gentleman,

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

Who says he'll have me if he can."

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

Then Uncle Rat gave his consent,

And made a handsome settlement.

With a harum scarum diddle dum darum,

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

 

Four partridge pies with season made,

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

Two potted larks and marmalade,

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

Four woodcocks and a venison pie,

I would that at that feast were I!

With a harum scarum diddle dum darum,

Whipsee diddledee dandy oh!

 


 

 

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