On 29/09/2012 18:47, Baz wrote:
Jake wrote in
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On Sat, 29 Sep 2012 17:50:45 +0200, Martin wrote:
On Sat, 29 Sep 2012 15:01:53 +0100, Jake
wrote:
On Sat, 29 Sep 2012 15:47:14 +0200, Martin wrote:
There are two people posting, here who call themselves Baz.
There's also been a third who has impersonated the Baz who got flooded
out earlier in the year. Sasha got impersonated last year. There's
even a second (and totally different and non-impersonating) Jake! All
this confusion! It's almost as bad as those committees who keep
messing around with the latin names of plants before deciding that the
oak is not an ash but is a close relative of the bonny willow tree (or
something like that - haven't heard the song since I left school 30+
years ago).
Bonny birch tree?
It's a sea shanty
http://www.fanstar.co.uk/UserFiles/476/Rio%20Grande.pdf
Thanks for the clarification.
The song I remember (in part) from school was definitely NOT a sea
shanty. If only I could remember everything that went on under that
bonny willow tree!
Cheers, Jake
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Urgling from the East End of Swansea Bay where sometimes
it's raining and sometimes it's not.
This is a family group, Jake.
Need to know basis, go on, tell us:-)
Baz
I wonder if it was this one
The Willow Tree
There was a youth, a cruel youth,
Who lived beside the sea,
Six lovely maidens he drownded there
By the lonely willow tree.
As he walked out with Sally Brown,
And they walked by the sea,
An evil thought it came to him,
By the lonely willow tree.
"O turn your back to the water's side,
Your face to the willow tree,
Six pretty maidens I've drowned them here,
And you the seventh shall be.
"But first take off your golden gown,
Take off your gown," said he,
"For though I am going to murder you
I would not spoil your finery."
"Then turn around, you false young man,
Then turn around," said she,
"For it is not proper that such a youth
A naked woman should see."
He turned around, that false young man,
Around about turned he,
And seizing him boldly in both her arms,
She threw him into the sea.
"Lie there, lie there, you false young man,
Lie there, lie there," said she,
"For six pretty maidens you've drowned them here,
Go keep them company!"
He sank beneath the icy waves,
He sank down into the sea.
No living thing wept a tear for him,
Save that lonely willow tree.