SONGS
Health to the Company performed by Wakefire from the album Midnight Circus
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John Barleycorn performed by Water Street Bridge from the album Danse Macabre
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The Night Pat Murphy Died performed by Whirly Jig from the album Thing A Ma Jig
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Great To Be A Pirate performed by Whiskey Bards from the album The Recruiter...Free Rum Ain't Free
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Wild Mountain Thyme V4 performed by Whiskey Bay Rovers from the album Broadsides and Ballads
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Hammered (Live) performed by Wicked Tinkers from the album Banger for Breakfast
Two Guitars performed by Gypsy Rox from the album A Fiddler in Every Port
Gypsy Laddio/Cantiga 353 performed by Gypsy Rox from the album A Fiddler in Every Port
The Rosie performed by Fugli
The Man In The Moon performed by Withe & Stone from the album The Circle Path
Schottish (Trad.) performed by Wolgemut(“to be in a good mood”) from the album Danza
Tempest performed by Voltaire from the album To the Bottom Of The Sea
Bonnie Ship The Diamond (Live) performed by Village Idiots from the album Guardians of the Renfaire
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We Are Ye Banished Privateers performed by Ye Banished Privateers from the album First Night Back In Port
http://yebanishedprivateers.com/
Bardsong performed by Zoe Alexander from the album Bardsong
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SONG LYRICS
A Health to the Company
Kind friends and companions, come join me in rhyme
Come lift up your voices in chorus with mine
Come lift up your voices, all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again
So here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let's drink and be merry all out of one glass
Let's drink and be merry, all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again
Here's a health to the wee lass that I love so well
For style and for beauty there's none can excel
There's a smile on her countenance as she sits upon my knee
There is no man in this wide world as happy as me
So here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let's drink and be merry all out of one glass
Let's drink and be merry, all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again
Our ship lies at anchor, she is ready to dock
I wish her safe landing without any shock
And if ever I should meet you by land or by sea
I will always remember your kindness to me
So here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let's drink and be merry all out of one glass
Let's drink and be merry, all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again
John Barleycorn
There were three men, came out of the west
Their fortunes for to try
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn must die!
Well, they've ploughed,
They've sown, they've harrowed him in
Threw clouds upon his head
Till these three men were satisfied
John Barleycorn was dead
They've let him lie for a long long time
Till the rains from heaven did fall
And little sir John sprang up his head
And so amazed them all
They let him fly till the midsummer's day
Till he looked both pale and wan, oh
Then little Sir John has grown a long long beard
And so became a man
They have hired men with the scythes so sharp
To cut him off at the knee,
They rolled and they tied him around the waist
Serving him most him barbarously
They hired men with the sharp pitchforks
To prick him to the heart
And the loader he has served him worse than that
For he's bound him to the cart
Well, they've wheeled him 'round and 'round the field
Till they came onto a barn
And there they made their solemn oath
Concerning a Barleycorn
They hired men with the crab tree sticks
To split him skin from bone, yeah
But the miller he has served him worst and bad
For he ground him between two stones
Well there's beer all in the barrel
And brandy in the glass,
But little old sir John with his nut-brown bowl
Proved the strongest man at last
John Barleycorn, throw him up, throw him up!
Now the huntsman, he can't hunt the fox
Nor loudly blow his horn
And the tinker he can't mend his pots
Without John Barleycorn,
John Barleycorn, John Barleycorn
Barleycorn, Barleycorn
John Barleycorn, John Barleycorn
The Night Pat Murphy Died
Oh the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk, and they ain't got sober yet;
As long as a bottle was passed around every man was feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes, some music for to play
That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy
That's how they showed their honour and their pride;
They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another
And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died
As Mrs. Murphy sat in the corner pouring out her grief
Kelly and his gang came tearing down the street
They went into an empty room and a bottle of whiskey stole
They put the bottle with the corpse to keep that whiskey cold
That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy
That's how they showed their honour and their pride;
They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another
And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died
About two o'clock in the morning after empty'ing the jug
Doyle rolls up the ice box lid to see poor Paddy's mug
We stopped the clock so Mrs. Murphy couldn't tell the time
And at a quarter after two we argued it was nine
That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy
That's how they showed their honour and their pride;
They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another
And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died
They stopped the hearse on George Street outside Sundance Saloon
They all went in at half past eight and staggered out at noon
They went up to the graveyard, so holy and sublime
Found out when they got there, they'd left the corpse behind!
That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy
That's how they showed their honour and their pride;
They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another
And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died
Oh the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk and they ain't been sober yet;
As long as a bottle was passed around every man was feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes, some music for to play
That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy
That's how they showed their honour and their pride;
They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another
And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died
Great to be a Pirate
Soon you'll be a dead man
Ain't it great to be a pirate, laddie
To sail the seas and to end just like your daddy
Draw your cutlass, spark your pistol's flash pan
Steal gold to spend before you are a dead man soon you'll be a dead man.
Welcome to the ship, you're now one of the crew
We've lots of fun since we have so much to do
We've sails to mend, and decks for which to swab
A bilge to pump, and lots of other jobs
There's lots of ropes, a-ready for the climbing
We need a nesting' crow, since our last he went deck divin'
And if you find, in Hell you are a doubter
We're always runnin' short, of monkeys for the powder
Down in the galley, the bread is cooked with raisins
To hide the maggots, in the flower Cookie's raisin'
The water's going bad, in the barrels where its keepin'
The rum is getting stronger, since the First Mate's heads been steepin'
In every port, the ladies there are waitin'
To take the gold, from each man whose loins are achin'
Then back to sea, to start it all again
Or face the gallows, and become a freer man
<2nd Chorus> all together tenor and bass finish with ""for soon you'll be a dead man.""
Ain't it great, to be a pirate, Laddie
To sail the seas, and to hang just like your daddy
Draw your cutlass, spark your pistol's flash pan
Steal gold to spend, for soon you'll be a dead man for soon you'll be a dead man.
Wild Mountain Tyme
Oh, the summertime is comin'
And the trees are sweetly bloomin'
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the purple heather
Will you go? Lassie, will you go?
And we'll all go together
To pick wild mountain thyme
All around the purple heather
Will you go? Lassie, will you go?
I will build my love a tower
By yon pure and crystal fountain
Yes and on it I will lay
All the flowers of the mountain
Will you go? Lassie, will ya go?
And we will all go together
To pick wild mountain thyme
All around the purple heather
Will you go? Lassie, will you go?
If my true love won't come with me
Then I would surely find another
To pick wild mountain thyme
All around the purple heather
Will you go? Lassie, will ya go?
And we will all go together
To pick wild mountain thyme
All around the purple heather
Will you go?
Will you go?
Lassie will you go?
The Man in the Moon
The man in the moon dropped in last night
He and Miss Muffet stopped in for a bite
They said little boy blue was out for the night
Chasing cows through the Milky Way
They ask my opinion on kippers and kings
And did I think trouble went around like a ring
Did you ever hear such a curious thing
Did you think it would make me cry
I say to myself down and said where did you go
Why did you leave as I started to grow
They both shake their heads and softly said no
It’s a trick of perspective you see
Like all the king’s horses and all the kings men
You’ve been marching away since this story began
You went straight away in search of an end
For something you thought might be
Now I sit at a desk while my dreams all die
The telephone rings, the debts pile high
While I’d rather be somewhere up in the sky
Singing songs with the man in the moon
Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Op above the world so high
A diamond in the sky
They both smiled and stood and said thanks for the tea
But they had an appointment at a quarter to three
They said look them up if by chance I was free
They’d be happy to shine on down
So I’m sleeping out in the yard tonight
And I don’t care if the midges may bite
For the stars overhead are a beautiful sight
And the moon is shining down
So when you sit at your desk in your dreams all die
The telephone rings and the debts pile high
Wouldn’t you rather be up in the sky
Singing songs with the man in the moon
Oh what a wonderful tune
Singing songs with the man on the moon.
Bonnie Ship the Diamond
The Diamond is a ship, my lads
For the Davis Strait we're bound
The quay it is all garnished
With bonnie lasses 'round
Captain Thompson gives the order
To sail the ocean wide
Where the sun it never sets, my lads
Nor darkness dims the sky
For it's cheer up my lads
Let your hearts never fail
For the bonnie ship the Diamond
Goes a-hunting for the whale
Along the quay at Peterhead
The lasses stand aroon
Wi' their shawls all pulled around them
And the saut tears runnin' doon
Don't you weep, my bonnie wee lass
Though you be left behind
For the rose will grow on Greenland's ice
Before we change our mind
For it's cheer up my lads
Let your hearts never fail
For the bonnie ship the Diamond
Goes a-hunting for the whale
Here's a health to the Resolution
Likewise the Eliza Swan
Three cheers for the Battler of Montrose
And the Diamond, ship of fame
We wear the trousers o' the white
The jackets o' the blue
When we get back to Peterhead
We'll hae sweethearts enou'
For it's cheer up my lads
Let your hearts never fail
For the bonnie ship the Diamond
Goes a-hunting for the whale
It will be bright both day and night
When the Greenland lads come hame
Our ship full up with oil, my lads
And money to our name
We'll make the cradles for to rock
And the blankets for to tear
And every lass in Peterhead sing
""Hushabye, my dear""
For it's cheer up my lads
Let your hearts never fail
For the bonnie ship the Diamond
Goes a-hunting for the whale
For it's cheer up my lads
Let your hearts never fail
For the bonnie ship the Diamond
Goes a-hunting for the whale
We are Ye Banished Privateers
Ye Banished Privateers
In a filthy old tavern in the port of Belfast
There sat a drunken laddie, he was tall as a scooner's mast
He said ""My name is Charles and I am your king
An' my royal arse on your ship you shall bring!""
Well I said ""You sure can swagger, but a king you are not""
And if I had that fucker here, I'd sure have him shot!
""But I need one more swabber, and we're leavin' tonight
And you'll find the pay is good, can you sail, can you fight.""
We are Ye Banished Privateers
We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared
We are Ye Banished Privateers
We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer
But Charlie was a weak one, a real worthless prick
He threw up all the time 'cause the salt made 'em sick
And when we were plundering a rich merchant ship
He ran into hiding, trembling his lip
But sea legs can grow on the weakest of lads
It turned out some talent in fencing I had
Once I grew fond of the pirate charade
I'd be the first to dive into the fray
We are Ye Banished Privateers
We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared
We are Ye Banished Privateers
We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer
We roamed all over the seven seas
We plundered wherever there riches may be
From ye coast of Tortuga to ye shores of Cape Horn
We looted n' pillaged both poor and well born
For each passing year an' each bottle of rum
Had Charlie a more vicious pirate become
One with the laddies so fearful and great
He advanced to the rank of first mate
We are Ye Banished Privateers
We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared
We are Ye Banished Privateers
We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer
But each thing so good, must come to an end
And Charlie a letter from England was sent
It turned that rascal was truly our king
He returned from his exile during the spring
I gave them my blessing to rove n' I said
""A yearly wager in gold you'll be paid
But back home to England you cannot return
For you are the scum of the Earth I have learned!""
We are Ye Banished Privateers
We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared
We are Ye Banished Privateers
We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer
We are Ye Banished Privateers
We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared
We are Ye Banished Privateers
We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer
We are Ye Banished Privateers
We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared
We are Ye Banished Privateers
We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer!
