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Festival Songs

This is not a definitive list, by any means. No such list is possible. It is, however, a collection of lyrics for some of the "traditional" Festival songs. These are the lyrics as I remember them, so they may vary from time to time.

Table of Contents

Drunken Sailor
Wild Rover
Spanish Ladies
Health To the Company
Wild Mountian Thyme
Good Companion
The Parting Glass
Bring On the Starlight

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Drunken Sailor

What do you do with a drunken sailor?
What do you do with a drunken sailor?
What do you do with a drunken sailor ear-ly in the mornin'.

Chorus:
Way, hey, up she rises,
Way, hey, up she rises,
Way, hey, up she rises, ear-ly in the mornin'.

Shave his belly with a rusty razor,
Shave his belly with a rusty razor,
Shave his belly with a rusty razor, ear-ly in the mornin'.

Chorus

Throw him in the long-boat 'till he's sober,

Chorus

Throw him in the bed with the Captain's daughter,

Chorus

You ain't seen the Captain's daughter,

Chorus

Put a lobster down his britches,

Chorus

There are lots of other verses, or you can make up your own.

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Wild Rover

Chorus:
And it's no, nay, never, (clap 4 times)
No, nay, never, no more,
Will I play the wild rover,
No, never, no more!

I've been a wild rover for many a year,
And I've spent all me money on whisky and beer.
But now I've returned with gold in great store,
And I never will play the wild rover no more!

Chorus

I went back to an ale-house I used to frequent,
And I told the landlady me money was spent.
I asked her for credit, she answered me "Nay,
such a custom as yours I can have any day!"

Chorus

I pulled from me pockets gold soveriegns bright,
And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight.
She said, "I have whiskey and wine of the best,
Then I'll take you upstairs, and I'll show you the rest!"

Chorus

I'll go back to my parents, confess what I've done,
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son.
And if they'll embrace me as oft' times before,
Then I never will play the wild rover no more!

Chorus (Repeat chorus)

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Spanish Ladies

Chorus:
We'll rant and we'll roar, like true English sailors.
We'll rant and we'll roar, all along the salt sea.
Until we strike soundings in the Channel of old England,
From Ushant to Scylly be thirty-five leagues.

Farewell and adieu to you Spanish ladies,
Farewell and adieu to you daughters of Spain,
For we've recieved orders for to sail for old England,
And we hope in a short while to see you again.

Chorus

We hove our ships to with the wind from the sou'west boys,
We hove our ships to, deep soundings to take.
'Twas forty-fife fathoms, and a white sandy bottom,
So we squared our main yards and up-channel did make.

Chorus

Now let ev'ry man drink off his full bumper.
Now let ev'ry man drink off his full glass.
Let's drink, and be jolly, and drown melancholy,
And here's to the health of each true-hearted lass!

Chorus

The signal was made for the grand fleet to anchor,
And all on the down that night for to lie.
Haul up your shank-painters, stand to your clew-garnets,
Cut loose your cat stoppers, let tack and sheets fly!

Chorus (Repeat chorus)

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Health to the Company

Chorus:
Here's a health to the company, and one to my lass.
Let us drink and be merry, all out of one glass.
Let us drink and be merry, all grief to refrain,
For we may or might never all meet here again.

Fine 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 and might never all meet here again.

Chorus

Here's a health to the wee lass, that I love so well.
For style and for beauty there is none can excel.
She smiles on my countenance as she sits on my knee.
Sure, there's no-one on earth who's a happy as me.

Chorus

Our ship lies to harbor, she's ready to dock.
I wish her safe landing, without any shock.
And if ever we meet agian, by land or by sea,
I will always remember your kindness to me.

Chorus (Repeat chorus)

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Wild Mountain Thyme

Oh, the summer time is coming,
And the trees are sweetly blooming,
And the wild mountian thyme
grows around the blooming heather.

Chorus:
Will ye go, lassie, go,
And we'll all go together,
To pick wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather.
Will ye go, lassie, go?

I will build my love a bower
By yon pure, crystal fountain,
And around it I will pile
All the flowers of the mountain.

Chorus

If my true love were to leave me,
I would surely find another
Where the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather.

Chorus

Oh, the summer time is leaving,
And the leaves are fiery burning,
And the wild mountain thyme
Throws its seeds by the blooming heather.

Chorus

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Good Companion

I'll drink one, if you'll drink two,
And here's a lad that'll drink with you,

Chorus: And if you do as I have done,
You'll be a good companion.
Companion, companion,
You'll be a good companion.
Companion, companion,
You'll be a good companion.

I'll drink two, if you'll drink three,
And here's a lad that'll drink with thee,

Chorus

I'll drink three, if you'll drink four,
And here's a lad that'll drink some more,

Chorus

I'll drink four, if you'll drink five,
And here's a lad that'll drink 'till he dies,

Chorus

I'll drink five, if you'll drink six,
And here's a lad that'll drink like bricks,

Chorus

I'll drink six, if you'll drink seven,
And here's a lad that'll drink in heaven,

Chorus

I'll drink seven, if you'll drink eight,
And here's a lad that'll drink 'till he's tight,

Chorus

I'll drink eight, if you'll drink nine,
And here's a lad that'll drink anytime,

Chorus

I'll drink nine, if you'll drink ten,
And here's a lad that'll drink again,

Chorus

Tune.

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The Parting Glass

Of all the money that e're I spent,
I spent it in good company.
And all the harm that e're I've done,
Alas, it was to none but me.
And all I've done for want of wit
To memory now, I can't recall.
So fill to me the parting glass,
Good night, and joy be with you all.

Of all the comrades e're I've had,
They're sorry for my going away.
And all the sweethearts e're I've had
Would wish me one more day to stay.
But since it falls unto my lot
That I should go, and you should not,
I'll gently rise, and softly call,
Good night, and joy be with you all.

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Bring on the Starlight

by Jerry Spurlock

Though we have come to an end,
And it's time to say "So long my friends,"
I hope you can feel that the meaning is real,
When we promise to meet once again.

Be you rich man, or poor man,
A fool or a sure man,
We've gathered our hands, and
We've made a merry stand.

People, they come and they go,
It's the nature of things, I suppose,
But one thing's for certain,
The night is a curtain
Where the moon of our memory glows.

So bring on the starlight,
Make everything end right,
A dream's just a memory that grows,
And the fair time was our time,
A dream time to share time,
Yes, the fairtime was a fine time to know.

Though we have come to an end,
And it's time to say "So long my friends,"
I hope you can feel that the meaning is real,
When we promise to meet once again.

So bring on the starlight,
Make everything end right,
A dream's just a memory that grows,
And the fair time was our time,
A dream time to share time,
Yes, the fair time was a fine time to know.
Yes, the fair time was a fine time to know.

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