Words and Music (3)

Here are the words to another four songs from ‘Hop’ the pigeon

Waltzing Matilda

Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You’ll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled:
“You’ll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me.”


Clementine

In a cavern, In a canyon,
Excavating for a mine,
Dwelt a miner forty-niner,
And his daughter Clementine.

Chorus:
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine,
You are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry Clementine.

Who were you with last night?

Who were you with last night?
Who were you with last night?
It wasn’t your brother, it wasn’t your pa
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah,
Who were you with last night?
Out in the pale moonlight.
Are you going to tell your mother now you are home
Who were you with last night?

Who were you with last night?
They didn’t believe me

And when I told them how beautiful you are
They didn’t believe me. They didn’t believe me
Your lips, your eyes, your cheeks, your hair.
Are a class beyond compare
You’re the loveliest girl that one could see
And when I tell them
And I’m certainly goin’ to tell them
That I’m the man whose wife one day you’ll be
They’ll never believe me. They’ll never believe me
That from this great big world you’ve chosen me
They’ll never believe me. They’ll never believe me
That from this great big world you’ve chosen me

 

Here are some more songs from Mabel takes a shower

My Bonnie lies over the ocean,
my Bonnie lies over the sea,
My Bonnie lies over the ocean,
O bring back my Bonnie to me.
Chorus:
Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me, to me:
Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me.
O blow ye winds over the ocean,
O blow ye winds over the sea.
O blow ye winds over the ocean,
And bring back my Bonnie to me.
Repeat chorus

I’m forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air,
They fly so high,
Nearly reach the sky,
Then like my dreams,
They fade and die.
Fortune’s always hiding,
I’ve looked everywhere,
I’m forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air.

And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England’s mountain green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England’s pleasant pastures seen?
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among those dark satanic mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England’s green and pleasant land.

 

Show me the way to go home
I’m tired and I want to go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago
And it went right to my head
Where ever I may roam
On land or sea or foam
You will always hear me singing this song
Show me the way to go home

Indicate the route to my abode
I’m fatigued and I wish to retire
I had a little sustenance an hour ago
And it went right to my cranium
Where ever I may perambulate
On land, or sea or atmospheric medium
You can always hear me rendering this melody
Indicate the route to my abode

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