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When I first came to this land

When I was young I had no sense

When the train comes along

Where are you going, little birdie?

Where did you get that hat?

Who built the ark?

Who wants to dance with the pretty porcupine

Wild mountain thyme

Wim wim wobble-O

Yellow bird

Yonder come day

Last updated: 6/22/2020 2:34 PM

The songs below are part ofAway we go

compiled, adapted and illustrated by Dany Rosevear

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When I first came to this land 🔊 O

 

 


This is the version I’ve sung in schools since the 1970s It is easy for children to pick up as the verses are cumulative.

 

 

 

 

 

When I first came to this land

I was not a wealthy man.

So I bought myself a shack,

I did what I could.

And I called my shack ‘Break my back’,

But the land was sweet and good,

I did what I could.

 

When I first came to this land

I was not a wealthy man.

So I bought myself a duck,

I did what I could.

And I called my duck ‘Out of luck’,

And I called my shack ‘Break my back’,

But the land was sweet and good,

I did what I could.

 

So I bought myself a cow…

And I called my cow ‘No milk now’…

 

So I bought myself a wife…

And I called my wife ‘Run for your life’…

 

So I bought myself a donkey…

And I called my donkey ‘Horse gone wonky’…

 

So I bought myself a son…

And I called my son ‘My work’s done’!

 

 


 

 

When I was young I had no sense 🔊 O

 

 


An Irish jig. The tune can be heard in many other children’s songs from Ireland.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


When I was young, I had no sense,

I bought a fiddle for eighteen pence,

The only tune that I could play

Was ‘Over the Hills and Far Away’.

 

Chorus

So early in the morning,

So early in the morning,

So early in the morning,

Before the break of day.

 

When I was old, I thought me wise,

I played my fiddle for the girls and boys,

But the only tune I still could play,

Was ‘Over the Hills and Far Away’.

Chorus

 


 

 

When the train comes along 🔊

 

 


This spiritual is in the minor key not as well known as the one found in the pentatonic song book ‘Just Five’; it is, however, simple and bluesy and can be sung with a depth of feeling that is appealing and lovely to singg.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Refrain:

When the train comes along,

When the train comes along,

I’m gonna meet you at the station,

When the train comes along.

 

It may be early, it may be late,

But I'll meet you at the station,

When the train comes along.

 

It may be a-snowing, it may be cold…

 

It may be morning, it may be night…

 


 

 

 

Where are you going, little birdie? 🔊

 

 


A dialogue song recorded originally by Jean Ritchie who learnt it from a little girl in the school playground. The tune is ‘Billy boy’.

The more religious among you might prefer her ‘Praise the lord’ as an ending.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Oh, where are you going, little bird, little bird?

Oh, where are you going, little birdie?

I am going to the woods,

I am going to the woods,

I am going to the woods, sweet child.

 

Oh, what's in the woods, little bird, little bird?

Oh, what's in the woods, little birdie?

There's a tree in the woods,

There's a tree in the woods,

There's a tree in the woods, sweet child.

 

Oh, what's in the tree, little bird, little bird?

Oh, what's in the tree, little birdie?

There's a nest in the tree,

There's a nest in the tree,

There's a nest in the tree, sweet child.

 

Oh, what's in the nest. little bird. little bird?

Oh, what's in the nest, little birdie?

There are five little eggs,

There are five little eggs,

There are five little eggs, sweet child.

 

Oh, what's in the eggs. little bird, little bird?

Oh, what's in the eggs, little birdie?

There are five little birds,

There are five little birds.

There are five little birds, sweet child.

 

Oh, what do they say, little bird, little bird?

Oh, what do they say, little birdie?

They can say, “Peep, peep, peep!”

They can say, “Peep, peep, peep!”

They can say, “Peep, peep, peep!” sweet child.

 


 

 

Where did you get that hat? 🔊

 

 


A comic music hall song written and performed by Joseph J. Sullivan in 1888. Below you will just find the chorus as sung for the BBC’s Play School.

For the complete song visit: http://monologues.co.uk/musichall/Songs-W/Where-Did-Get-That-Hat.htm.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


"Where did you get that hat?

Where did you get that tile?

Isn't it a nobby one, and just the proper style?

I should like to have one Just the same as that!"

Where'er I go they shout, "Hello!

Where did you get that hat?"

 


 

 

 

 

Who built the ark? 🔊 O

 

 


Another telling of the story of Noah and his animals and is from Afro American roots. This version is very similar to the one in Ruth Crawford Seeger's book "American Folk Songs for Children" published in 1948.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Now, didn't old Noah build the Ark?

Built it out of hickory bark,

He build it long, both wide and tall,

Plenty of room for the large and small,

He found him an axe and a hammer too,

Began to cut and began to hew,

And every time that hammer ring,

Noah shout and a-Noah sing.

 

Chorus:

Who built the ark?

Noah! Noah!

Who built the ark?

Brother Noah built the ark.

 

Now in come the animals two by two,

Hippopotamus and kangaroo,

Now in come the animals three by three,

Two big cats and a bumble bee,

In come the animals four by four,

Two through the window and two through the door,

In come the animals five by five,

Four little sparrows and the redbird’s wife.

 

Now in come the animals six by six,

The elephant laughed at the monkey's tricks,

In come the animals seven by seven,

Four from home and the rest from heaven,

In come the animals eight by eight,

Some were on time and the others were late,

Now in come the animals nine by nine,

Some was a-'shoutin' and some was a-'cryin'.

 

In come the animals ten by ten,

Five black roosters and five black hens.

Now Noah says, "Go shut that door;

The rain's started droppin' and we can't take more."

 


 

 

Who wants to dance with the pretty porcupine? 🔊

 

 


This Israeli song has English words by Margaret Marks and was published by Silver Burdett Company in ‘Making music your own 2’ 1968.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


“Oh, who wants to dance with the pretty porcupine?

The pretty porcupine can't dance alone.”

“Oh, not I!.” “Neither do I!”.

“You're as prickly as a pine cone!”/ cactus! / hairbrush!

“Oh, not I!.” “Neither do I!”.

“Porcupine, go home!”

 

“If no one will dance with the pretty porcupine?

The pretty porcupine will dance alone.

Look at me, dancing with me!

I am perfect as a partner!

Look at me, dancing with me!

You can all go home!”

 


 

 

 

Wild mountain thyme 🔊

 

 


A folk song popular throughout Ireland and Scotland. Find out more at : https://mainlynorfolk.info/nic.jones/songs/wildmountainthyme.html

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Oh, the summer time is comin’,

And the trees are sweetly bloomin',

And the wild mountain thyme,

Grows around the bloomin' heather.

Will ye go lassie go?

 

Chorus

And we'll all go together,

To the wild mountain thyme,

All around the bloomin' heather.

Will ye go lassie go?

 

I will build my love a bower,

By yon clear crystal fountain,

And around it I will lay,

All the flowers of the mountain.

Will ye go lassie go?

Chorus

 

If my true love will not go,

I will surely find another,

Where the wild mountain thyme,

Grows around the bloomin' heather.

Will ye go lassie go?

Chorus


 

 

Wim, wim, wobble-O 🔊 O

(The foolish boy)

 

Find this version in Traditional Nursery Rhymes by John Graham, it has been slightly adapted below. You can find many more versions of this song including the Opie’s ’The ploughboy in luck’ at http://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=56919.

 

 

 

 


My father died, I don’t know how,

He left me six horses to follow the plough.

Chorus

With a wim, wim, wobble-O,

Strim-strim-strobble-O,

Bubble-o, pretty boy, over the brow.

 

I sold the horses and bought me a cow,

But how for to milk her I didn't know how.

 

So I sold the cow and bought me a calf,

I never made a bargain but I lost the better half.

 

I sold my calf and bought me a pig,

The poor little thing it never grew big.

 

I sold my pig and bought me a hen,

To lay me an egg every now and then.

 

I sold that hen and bought me a cat,

The pretty little creature by the chimney corner sat.

 

I sold the cat and bought a mouse,

It set fire to its tail and it burnt down the house.

 

I sold my mouse and bought me a mole,

Darned old thing went straight down its hole!

 

 


 

 

Yellow bird 🔊

 

 


Feeling lonely? Get together and sing.

Calypsos were very popular in the 1960s probably as a result of migration from the West Indies. I taught at a school in Handsworth, Birmingham where there were many first generation children of these new arrivals so we often sang many songs such as these in class.

Yellow bird was a English interpretation by Alan and Maralyn Bergman of a Haitian song ‘Choucoune’. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Choucoune_(song)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Yellow bird, up high in banana tree.

Yellow bird, you sit all alone like me.

Did your lady friend, leave the nest again?

That is very sad, makes me feel so bad,

You can fly away, in the sky away,

You more lucky than me.

 

I also had a pretty girl,

She’s not with me today.

They’re all the same, the pretty girls,

They leave the nest, then they fly away.

 

Yellow bird, up high in banana tree.

Yellow bird, you sit all alone like me.

Let her fly away, in the sky away,

Picker coming soon, pick from night to noon,

Black and yellow you, like banana too,

They might pick you someday.

 

Wish that I was that yellow bird,

I'd fly away with you;

But I am not that yellow bird,

So here I sit, nothin' else to do.

 

Yellow bird

Yellow bird

Yellow bird, up high in banana tree.

Yellow bird, come fly down and sing with me,

Come fly down and sing with me!

 


 

 

Yonder come day 🔊

 

 


This song is based on the traditional Georgia Sea Island spiritual. It is more often than not nowadays set as a choral piece as it would originally have been sung by church congregations.

Find a fantastic early version here by the Georgia Sea Island Singers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Yonder come day, day is a breakin’,

Yonder come day, oh my soul.

Yonder come day, day is a breakin’,

Sun is a risin’ in my soul.

 

Rise up! Singing!

Day is a breakin’, oh, my soul.

Rise up! Singing!

Sun is a risin’ in my soul.

 

Yonder come day…

 

Trees are green and the air is sweet.

The good earth is singin’ underneath my feet.

I’ll point my feet down that freedom line.

Walkin’ that road I’m feelin’ fine.

 

Yonder come day, day is a breakin’,

Yonder come day, oh my soul.

Yonder come day, day is a breakin’,

Sun is a risin’ in my soul.

 

Rise up! Singing!

Day is a breakin’, oh, my soul.

Rise up! Singing!

Sun is a risin’ in my soul.

 

Yonder come day…

 


 

 

 

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