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The Pub Songs Podcast is a personal podcast of Marc Gunn. It opens with some pub songs from Ireland, Scotland and around the world, song that you may hear in pubs, plus, folk song lyrics and news. It also features poetry, rants, and raves and some of the favorite non-Celtic bands of Marc Gunn.
Sunday, October 15, 2006Pub Songs Podcast #17 - Whiskey, You're the Mongolian Monkey Devil of Tam Lin's BalladSongs:
Download MP3  Pub Songs Podcast #17 - Whiskey, You're the Mongolian Monkey Devil of Tam Lin's BalladWhiskey, You're the Devil words and music traditional Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray Over hills and mountains and to Americae You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're spunkier than tae O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober Oh, now, brave boys, we're off to march And off to Portugal and Spain The drums are beating, the banners flying, The devil ahome will ye come tonight Love, fare thee well, With me tiddley idle doobie da be da Me tiddley idle doobie da be da, Me right full toor a laddie Oh! There's whiskey in the jar. The French are fighting proudly, Men dying hot and couldly Gives ev'ry man his flask of powder, Love, fare thee well, With me tiddley idle doobie da be da Me tiddley idle doobie da be da, Me right full toor a laddie Oh! There's whiskey in the jar. Said the mother: "Do not wrong me, Don't take me daughter from me For if you do I will torment you, And after death me ghost will haunt you Love, fare thee well, With me tiddley idle doobie da be da Me tiddley idle doobie da be da, Me right full toor a laddie Oh! There's whiskey in the jar. Monkeys Over Mongolia words and music Marc Gunn There's an airplane over Mongolia Mongolia, Mongolia There's an airplane over Mongolia And I don't know why it's gone. Some monkeys hijacked that airplane Oh that airplane, yes that airplane Some monkeys hijacked that airplane And they're flying it straight from Spain Through the wind and the snow and violent rain The violent rain, the greenish rain Through the wind and the snow and violent rain That blew from an elephant's brain. As the airplane crashes down outside Yes, down outside, oh down outside As the airplanes crashes down outside They whistle su-i-cide... is dangerous Tam Lin words and music traditional Oh, I forbid you maidens all That wear gold in your hair To come or go by Carterhaugh For young Tam Lin is there, is there, For young Tam Lin is there. For there's none that go by Carterhaugh But they leave him a pledge They either leave their mantles green Or else their maidenhead, it's said, Or else their maidenhead. Fair Janet's tied her kirtle green A bit above her knee And she has gone to Carterhaugh As fast as go can she, can she, As fast as go can she. And she hadn't pulled a single rose, A rose but only one Well up then came a tall young man Says "Lady, pull no more, no more, Oh, Lady, pull no more." "How dare you pull a rose," he says, "How dare you break the tree And how dare you come to Carterhaugh Without command from me, from me, Without command from me." "Carterhaugh, it is my own. My father gave it to me. And I'll come and go", young Janet says, "And ask no leave of thee, of thee, Oh, I'll ask no leave of thee." Well he's taken her by the waist so small Down to where the grass grows so green And what they did, I just can't say But he never once asked her leave, her leave, Oh, He never once asked her leave. Fair Janet's tied her kirtle green A bit above her knee And she has to her father gone As fast as go can she, can she, Oh, as fast as go can she. Four and twenty ladies fair Were playing all at chance Well in there came young Janet fair As green as any glass, any glass Oh, as green as any glass, And up then spoke an old faced knight Watching o'er the game, "Alas my young poor girl for thee We will take the blame, take the blame, Oh, we will take the blame." "Oh, hold your tongue, you old faced knight Some ill death may you die. I'll father my child on whom I will I'll father none on thee, be sure, I'll father none on thee." And up then spoke her father dear, And he spoke meek and mild, "Alas my young poor daughter dear, I think you go with child, with child, Oh, I think you go with child." "If that be so," Janet says, "Myself shall bear the blame For there's never a knight in all your court Will get the baby's name, name, Oh, will get the baby's name." "For if my love were an earthly knight As he is an elven grey I'd never change my own true love For any knight you have, you have, Oh, for any knight you have." Well up then spoke her mother dear, She meant to do her harm, "There grows an herb in Carterhaugh Will twine you and the bairn, the bairn Oh will twine you and the bairn." Fair Janet tied her kirtle green A bit above her knee And she has gone to Carterhaugh As fast as go can she, can she, As fast as go can she. She hadn't pulled a single leaf, A leaf but only one Well, up then came a young Tam Lin Says, "Lady pull no more, pull no more, Oh lady pull no more." "How dare you pull a leaf," he says "How dare you break the tree. And how dare you harm the babe," says he, "That lies twixt you and me, and me, That lies twixt you and me." "Oh, tell me the truth, Tam Lin," she says, "If a mortal man you be." "I'll tell you the truth, fair Janet," says he, "I was christened as good as thee, as thee, I was christened as good as thee." "But as I rode out one better winter's day When from my horse I fell The Queen of Elfland she took me In yon green hill to dwell, to dwell, In yon green hill to dwell." "And at the end of seven years She pays a tithe to hell And I so fair and full of flesh And fear it be myself, myself, Oh, I fear it be myself." "But tonight is Hallowe'en And the morn is hallow day And win me, win me and ye will For well I wish you may, you may Oh, well I wish you may." "For at the murk and midnight hour The fairie folk will ride And they that would their true love win At Miles Cross they must hide, must hide, Oh, at Miles Cross they must hide." "Three companies will pass by the first on horses black And then will pass the brown And when you see the milk white stead You must pull the rider down, down, Oh, you must pull the rider down." "But then they'll change me, oh, in your arms Into many a things so wild But hold me fast and fear me not. I'm the father of your child, you know, I'm the father of your child." Janet's tied her kirtle green A bit above her knee And she has to the crossroads gone As fast as go can she, can she, Oh, as fast as go can she. The cold and gloom was the way And eerie was the night And a crescent moon hung in the sky And shown a ghostly white, so bright, Oh, it shown a ghostly white. Just at the murk and midnight hour She heard the bridles ring And that poor girl was afeared at that As any mortal thing, any thing, Oh as any mortal thing. Oh three companies did ride by the first on horses black And then there came the brown And when she saw the milk white stead She pulled the rider down, down, Oh, she pulled the rider down. And thunder rolled and roared about And the stars burned bright as day And the Queen of Elfland she spun round Crying, "Young Tam Lin's away, away Oh, young Tam Lin's away." And in a flash they changed, oh, in her arms Into a lizard wild But she held him fast and feared him not He was the father of her child, child, Oh, he was the father of her child. And in a flash, they changed him, oh, in her arms Into a writhing snake But she held him fast and feared him not He was one of God's own make, she knew, Oh, he was one of God's own make. And in a flash, they changed him, oh, in her arms To a red hot block of iron But she held him fast and feared him not And it did to her no harm, no harm, And it did to her no harm. And they they changed him, oh, in her arms Into a naked knight And she wrapped him in her cloak so bold And kept him out of site, site, Oh, she kept him out of site. But up then spoke the Fairy Queen, And fire burned in her eye, "You've stolen away the bonniest knight In all my company, young girl, Oh, in all my company." "And what I know this knight Tam Lin Had I but known before I'd have taken out your heart of flesh And put in one of stone, of stone, I'd have put in one of stone." Mongolia, Mongolia There's an airplane over Mongolia And I don't know why it's gone. Posted by Marc Gunn on Sunday, October 15, 2006
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