Folk songs aitken Drum



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Three little angels

Three little angels, all dressed in white,


Tried to get to heaven on the end of a kite,
But the kite string was broken,
Down they all fell,
Instead of getting to heaven they all went to
Two little angels......
One little angel.....
Three little devils, all dressed in red,
Tried to get to heaven on the end of a bed
But the bed knob was broken

Down they all fell,


Instead of getting to heaven they all went to
Two little devils .......
One little devil ......
Don't be mistaken, don't be misled,
Instead of getting to heaven
They all went to BED!

Three Craws

Three craws sat upon the wa',

Sat upon the wa', sat upon the wa'-a'-a'-a',

Three craws sat upon the wa'

On a cold and frosty morning.
(similarly):
The first craw he flew awa'…

The second craw fell and broke his jaw…

The third craw was greetin' for his maw…

The fourth craw he wisnae there at a'…

And that's a', absolutely a'…

The Tinkers Wedding

There were herrin’ heads and bits o bread

Herrin’ heads and haddies oh

Herrin’ heads and bits of bread

To carry on the weddin’ oh
Drummerado adaddyo x3

Hurray for the Tinkers weddin’ oh


We never dwell in but and ben

But ‘n ben in but n’ ben

Never dwell in but ‘n ben

We camp where the trees are spreadin’ oh


Drummerado adaddyo x3

Hurray for the Tinkers weddin’ oh



To Market to Market

To market to market with my uncle Jim

When somebody threw a tomato at him

Tomatoes are usually soft at the skin

But this one was hard and it came in a tin
Get away, get away, it’s a jolly fine song and I’ll sing it all day
Mary the milkmaid was milking her cow

It was her first time and she didn’t know how

Whe up came the farmer and gave her the sack

So the turned the cow over and poured the milk back


Get away etc
I called on my sweetheart his name was Sam Brown

He was having a bath so he couldn’t come down

I said slip something on , come down for a tick

So he slipped on the soap and by gosh he was quick


Get away etc
I met an old man all tattered and torn

He was eating the grass on my front lawn

I said if you’re hungry and wanting a snack

The grass is much longer away round the back


Get away etc

Tumbalalaika

Tumbala, Tumbalau, Tumbalalaika

Tumbala Tumbala Tumbalalaika

Tumbalalaika Shpiel Balalaika

Tumbalalaika frey loch zol zein.
A young man wonders how he will find

a girl who is gentle, loving and kind.

Many the maidens bright are their eyes.

How shall he find the one who is wise?


Maiden, maiden, can you explain

What can grow, and never needs rain?

Which is the fire that burns through the years?

Which is the sorrow deeper than tears?


Listen, listen while I reply:

A stone can grow and always be dry;

Love that is true will burn through the years;

When a heart cries, it cries without tears.



Waltzing Matilda

Once a jolly swagman camped by a Billabong


Under the shade of a Coolabah tree
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"
Chorus

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda


Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"
Down come a jumbuck to drink at the water hole
Up jumped a swagman and grabbed him in glee
And he sang as he stowed him away in his tucker bag
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me'".
Chorus
Up rode the Squatter a riding his thoroughbred
Up rode the Trooper - one, two, three
"Where's that jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?",
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me".
Chorus
But the swagman he up and jumped in the water hole
Drowning himself by the Coolabah tree,
And his ghost may be heard as it sings in the Billabong,
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"
Chorus

The wee Kirkcudbright centipede

The wee Kirkcudbright centipede she was very sweet.


She was awfully proud of every one of her hundred feet.
Early every morning her neighbours came to glance,
And she always entertained them with a beautiful little dance.
Chorus

As leg number 94 gave 95 a shunt,


Legs numbers one and two
were twisting out in front.
As legs numbers nine and ten
were wriggling up the side,
Seventy three and seventy four
did the Electric Slide.
Her neighbor Jenny Longlegs with jealousy was mad,
She went out and bought herself a pencil and a pad.
She came round every morning and she made a careful note
Of every step the centipede made, and this is what she wrote:
Chorus
Armed with exact notation, young Jenny Longlegs tried,
To dance just like the centipede, but she failed and nearly cried,
She grabbed hold of the centipede, and she said "Now have a look.
And show me how you do these steps I've written in my book!"
Said the centipede, "Do I do that?" and tried to demonstrate;
Well, she never gave it a thought before, and she didn't do too great,
Her hundred legs got twisted and she wound up in a tangle,
She fractured fourteen shinbones, thirteen kneecaps and an ankle.
Legs numbers one and two got tied with three and four,
Legs numbers five and six got trampled on the floor,
Leg number seventy was attacked by number ten,
Ninety eight and ninety nine may never dance again.
Now the wee Kirkcudbright centipede she suffered terrible pain,
And all of us were very surprised that she ever danced again;
And now she tells her neighbours everyone who comes to see,
"Never try an explanation of what comes naturally."
Chorus

When I First Came to This Land

When I first came to this land, I was not a wealthy man

So I got 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 got myself a farm, I did what I could

And I called my farm, "Muscle in my arm"

And I called my shack, "Break my back"

But the land was sweet and good, I did what I could
similarly:
Cow… "No milk now"

Duck… "Out of luck"

Donkey… "Horse gone Wonky"

Wife… "Run for your life"

Son… "My work done"

Yellow bird

Chorus

Yellow bird,


Up high in banana tree,
Yellow bird,
You sit all alone like me

Did your lady frien',


Leave thee nest again?
That is very sad,
Make me feel so bad,
You can fly away,
In the sky away,
You're more lucky than me.

Chorus

I also have a pretty gal,


She not with me today,
They all the same
The pretty gal,
Make them the nest,
Then they fly away.

Chorus

Wish that I were a yellow bird,


I fly away with you,
But I am not a yellow bird,
So here I sit,
Nothin' else to do.

Chorus

Let her fly away,


On the sky away,
Picker coming soon,
Pick from night to noon,
Black and yellow you,
Like banana too,
He might pick you someday.

Chorus

Young Rider

Young Rider, apple cheeked one

Come hither rider

On your steed so proud and prancing

Come hither rider

No matter where I ride



Slavic mountains by my side

Dushvadonia ( x2)

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