|Author||Topic: Add: The Quaker's Wife|
|dmcg||Posted - 20 Mar 05 - 07:58 am|
The Quaker's wife got up to bake
With all her children round her.
She gave them each a slice of cake,
And there the Baker found her.
He chased her up and down the town,
As fast as he could make her
And merrily danced the Quaker's wife,
And merrily danced the Quaker.
The Quaker's wife came to my door
To borrow a market penny,
But I'd been had that way before,
And said I had not any.
And oh she sighed and oh she cried,
Then she went up the street O,
But the wind it blew her cloak aside,
And there was the butcher's meat O!
My Aunty died a week ago
And left me all her money.
A little black hen, a pig in a pen,
And tenty jars of honey.
The hen and the pig they danced a jig
And knocked against the door O,
The honey it came trickling down
And stuck their feet to the floor O!
|Jon Freeman||Posted - 20 Mar 05 - 08:41 am|
The tune is a varient of one I know as Merrily Dance The Quaker or Merrily Kiss the Quaker. It's one that confuses me. I think I have played essentialy that version in sessions but the one I seem to play more often is a 3 parter. Same A but that B part is not used.
|Jon Freeman||Posted - 20 Mar 05 - 08:47 am|
Just tried a search of JC's and found a 4 parter. The one I most often play uses A,C,D parts of this.
T:Humours of Last Night (4-part version of Merrily kiss the quaker)
F:http://www.leeds.ac.uk/music/Info/RRTuneBk/gettune/0000092e.abc 2005-03-20 08:36:56 UT
GAB D2E | c2A BGE | GAB D2E | A3 AGE |\
GAB D2E | c2A BGE | GAB D2E | G3 G2 ||
BcB Bcd | edc BAG | BcB Bcd | e3 g3 |\
BcB Bcd | ege dBG | GAB D2E | G3 G2 ||
BGG AGG | BGG AGE | GAB D2E | A3 A2 c |\
BGG AGG | BGG AGE | GAB D2E | G3 G2 ||
g2 aga | bge dcB | g3 gab | a3 age | \
gbg faf | ege dB>G | GAB D2E | G3 G2 |]
|Jon Freeman||Posted - 17 May 05 - 01:09 pm|
Another set of words in Singing Together, Summer 1978.
The Quaker's wife sat down to back,
With all her bairns about her.
She made them all a sugar chake
And the miller he wants his mouter.
Sugar and spice and all things nice,
And all things very good in it;
And then the Quaker sat down to play
A tune upon the s[inet.
The quaker's wife sat down to spin
And merrily turned the wheel, oh!
And then the quaker he looked in
To say he'd like a meal, oh!
For if you feed your good man well,
He'll love you all your life, oh!
And then to all the world he'll tell,
There never was such a wife, oh!