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Discography

Colin Meloy Sings Shirley Collins

Released January 2006

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  1. Dance to Your Daddy

    Dance to Your Daddy

    Dance to your daddy, my little laddie
    Dance to your daddy, my little lamb
    You shall have a fish and you shall have a fin
    You shall have a heron when the boat comes in
    You shall have a lobster boiled in a pan
    Dance to your daddy my little lamb

    Dance to your daddy my little laddie
    Dance to your daddy my little lamb
    When thou arts a man and come to take a wife
    You shall have a girl and love her all your life
    She shall be your girl, you shall be her man
    Dance to your daddy my little lamb

    Dance to your daddy my little laddie
    Dance to your daddy my little lamb
    You shall have a fish and you shall have a fin
    You shall have a heron when the boat comes in
    You shall have a lobster boiled in a pan
    Dance to your daddy my little lamb

  2. Charlie

    Charlie

    O Charlie’s neat and Charlie’s sweet and Charlie he’s a dandy
    And every time he goes to town he brings me sugar candy
    I don’t want none of your wheavily wheat, I don’t want none of your barley
    Just take some flour in half an hour and bake a cake for Charlie

    It’s Charlie here, it’s Charlie there, it’s Charlie over the ocean
    And Charlie he’ll come back again if he don’t change his notion
    My pretty little phink I once did think I’d never do without you
    But since I lost all hope of you I care very little about you

    How old are you, my pretty little miss
    How old are you, my honey
    If I don’t die of a broken heart, I’ll be sixteen on Sunday

    Ah rink toomah dink toomah diddle eye do
    Rink toomah dink toomah doodle
    Rink toomah dink toomah diddle eye do
    Rink toomah dink toomah doodle

    Now can you pour, my pretty little miss, now can you pour my flour
    I’ll pour more in a minute and a half than you can in an hour

    Ah rink toomah dink toomah diddle eye do
    Rink toomah dink toomah doodle
    Rink toomah dink toomah diddle eye do
    Rink toomah dink toomah doodle

    Oh marry me, my pretty little miss
    Oh marry me, good lookin’
    I’ll marry you but I won’t do your washin’ or your cookin’

    Ah rink toomah dink toomah diddle eye do
    Rink toomah dink toomah doodle
    Rink toomah dink toomah diddle eye do
    Rink toomah dink toomah doodle

    Oh Charlie he’s a nice young man and Charlie he’s a dandy
    And every time he goes to town he brings me sugar candy
    I don’t want none of your wheavily wheat, I don’t want none of your barley
    Just take some flour in half an hour and bake a cake for Charlie

    It’s Charlie here, it’s Charlie there, it’s Charlie over the ocean
    And Charlie he’ll come back again if he don’t change his notion

  3. Barbara Allen

    Barbara Allen

    It was round and about last Martinmas tide
    When the green leaves were swellin’
    That young Jimmy Grove of the West Country
    Fell in love with Barb’ry Allen

    He sent his men into the town
    To the place where she was dwellin’
    “Oh will you come to my master, dear,
    If your name be Barb’ry Allen?”

    And slowly, slowly got she up
    And slowly came she nigh him
    And all she said when there she came
    “Young man, I think you’re dyin'”

    “Oh, yes, I’m sick, I’m very sick
    Indeed I think I’m dyin’
    But a word from you would revive me again
    Oh lovely Barb’ry Allen”

    “Do you recall, young man,” she said,
    “When the red wine you were spillin’,
    How you made the ladies’ health go round
    And you slighted Barb’ry Allen?”

    And death is printed on his face
    And all his heart is stealin’
    And again he cried as she left his side
    “Hard-hearted Barb’ry Allen!”

    As she was goin’ over the field
    She heard the death bells tollin’
    And every sound that death bell gave:
    “Hard-hearted Barb’ry Allen!”

    “Oh mother, mother make me a bed
    Oh make it soft and narrow
    Since Jimmy died for me today
    I’ll die for him tomorrow”

  4. Cherry Tree Carol

    Cherry Tree Carol

    Joseph was an old man
    An old man was he
    When he married Virgin Mary
    The queen of Galilee

    As Mary and Joseph
    Were walking one day
    To an orchard of cherry trees
    They chanced for to stray

    Then Mary said to Joseph
    So meek and so mild
    “Pick me some cherries Joseph
    For I am with child”

    Then Joseph flew angry
    So angry flew he
    “Let the father of your baby
    Gather cherries for thee”

    Then up spoke Lord Jesus
    From in his mother’s womb
    “Bow low down cherry trees
    Bow down to the ground”

    And the cherry trees bowed down
    Bowed low to the ground
    And Mary gathered cherries
    While Joesph stood round

    Then Joseph he kneeled down
    A question gave he
    “Come tell me pretty baby
    When your birthday shall be”

    “On fifth day of January
    My birthday shall be
    And the stars in the heavens
    Shall all bow down to me”

  5. Turpin Hero

    Turpin Hero

    On Hounslow Heath as I rode o’er
    I spied a lawyer riding before.
    “Kind sir,” said I, “are you afraid,
    Of Turpin, that mischievous blade?”

    O rare Turpin hero,
    O rare Turpin O

    Said Turpin, “He’d ne’er find me o’er
    I hid my money in my boot”
    The lawyer says, “There’s none can find,
    I hid my gold in my cape behind.”

    O rare Turpin hero,
    O rare Turpin O

    As they were riding past the mill
    Turpin commands him to stand still;
    Says he, “Your cloak I must cut off,
    My mare she needs a saddle cloth.”

    O rare Turpin hero,
    O rare Turpin O

    This caused the lawyer much to fret
    To see how simply he’d been took,
    But Turpin robbed him of his store
    Because he knew he’d lie for more.

    O rare Turpin hero,
    O rare Turpin O

  6. I Drew My Ship

    I Drew My Ship

    I drew my ship
    Into the harbor
    I drew it up where my true love lay
    I drew it close by to her window
    To listen to what my love did say

    “Who’s there that knocks there loud at my window?
    Who knocks so loud and would come in?”
    “It is your true love, who loves you dearly
    Arise dear love and let him in”

    Then slowly slowly got she up
    And slowly slowly came she down
    But before she got her door unlocked
    Her true love had both come and gone

    He’s brisk and bold, he’s far away
    He’s far beyond yon raging main
    Where fishes dancing and bright eyes glancing
    Have made him quite forget his aim