diff --git a/Songbook.pdf b/Songbook.pdf index 310eefe..5b3b5b7 100644 Binary files a/Songbook.pdf and b/Songbook.pdf differ diff --git a/booklet/barretts-privateers.md b/booklet/barretts-privateers.md index dfc2b7f..c52e81a 100644 --- a/booklet/barretts-privateers.md +++ b/booklet/barretts-privateers.md @@ -2,17 +2,17 @@ *Stan Rogers, 1976* -[C]Oh, the year was seventeen seventy-[G]eight -> [C]How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now! -A [C]letter of marque came [F]from the [G]king -To the [C]scummiest vessel I've [G]ever seen -> [C]God damn them all! +[C]Oh, the year was [F]seventeen [G]seventy-[C]eight +> [C]How I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now! +A [F]letter of marque came [G]from the [C]king +To the scummiest vessel I've ever [F]seen +> God [C]damn [G]them [C]all! {chorus} -[C]I was told we'd cruise the seas for A[F]merican [G]gold -We'd [F]fire no guns, shed no [C]tears -Now I'm a [C]broken man on a [F]Halifax pier -The [Dm]last of [G]Barrett's priva[C]teers +[C]I was [F]told we'd [G]cruise the [F]seas for A[C]merican [F]gold +We'd [C]fire [G]no [C]guns, shed no [F]tears +Now I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier +The last of Barrett's [G7]priva[C]teers On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again > How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now! diff --git a/booklet/book.yaml b/booklet/book.yaml index a56fd58..0a23114 100644 --- a/booklet/book.yaml +++ b/booklet/book.yaml @@ -8,8 +8,8 @@ config: margins: inner: 0.75in outer: 0.5in - top: 0.6in - bottom: 0.6in + top: 0.5in + bottom: 0.5in signatureSize: all stylesheet: shanties.css @@ -28,6 +28,7 @@ pages: - { file: joli-rouge.md, type: song } - { file: leave-her-johnny.md, type: song } - { file: mingulay-boat-song.md, type: song } + - { file: old-maui.md, type: song } - { file: randy-dandy-o.md, type: song } - { file: roll-the-old-chariot-along.md, type: song } - { file: skipper-jan-rebec.md, type: song } diff --git a/booklet/contents.md b/booklet/contents.md index cb26b3d..1691b40 100644 --- a/booklet/contents.md +++ b/booklet/contents.md @@ -17,12 +17,13 @@ title: Contents
  • Joli Rouge16
  • Leave Her Johnny18
  • Mingulay Boat Song20
    • -
  • Randy Dandy O22
    • -
  • Roll the Old Chariot Along24
    • -
  • Skipper Jan Rebec26
    • -
  • South Australia28
    • -
  • Wellerman30
    • -
  • Whiskey Johnny32
    • +
  • Old Maui22
    • +
  • Randy Dandy O24
    • +
  • Roll the Old Chariot Along26
    • +
  • Skipper Jan Rebec28
    • +
  • South Australia30
    • +
  • Wellerman32
    • +
  • Whiskey Johnny34
    • diff --git a/booklet/old-maui.md b/booklet/old-maui.md index 759155b..44d8e8d 100644 --- a/booklet/old-maui.md +++ b/booklet/old-maui.md @@ -1,35 +1,51 @@ # Old Maui -It's a [Em]damn tough life full of toil and [B]strife, we [G]whalermen under[D]go -And we [Em]don't give a damn when the gale is [B]done, how [G]hard the winds did [D]blow -For we're [G]homeward bound from the [D]Arctic ground, with a [Em]good ship taut and [B]free -And we [Em]don't give a damn when we drink our [B]rum, with the [G]girls of old [D]Maui +It's a [Em]damn tough [B]life full of [G]toil and [D]strife, +We [Em]whalermen [B]under[Em]go +And we [Em]don't give a [B]damn when the [G]gale is [D]done, +How [Em]hard the [B]winds did [Em]blow +For we're [G]homeward bound from the [D]Arctic ground, +With a [Em]good ship taut and [B]free +And we [Em]don't give a [B]damn when we [G]drink our [D]rum, +With the [Em]girls of [B]old Mau[Em]i {chorus} -[Em]Rolling down to old [G]Maui, me [D]boys -[Em]Rolling down to old [B]Maui -We're [Em]homeward bound from the [G]Arctic [D]ground -[Em]Rolling down to old [B]Maui +[Em]Rolling [G]down to old Mau[D]i, me boys +Rolling [Em]down to old Mau[B]i +We're [Em]homeward [B]bound from the [G]Arctic [D]ground +Rolling [Em]down to [B]old Mau[Em]i -Once more we sail with a Northerly gale, through the ice and wind and rain -Them coconut fronds, the tropical shores, we soon shall see again -For six hellish months we passed away on the cold Kamchatka sea -But now we're bound from the Arctic ground, rolling down to old Maui +--- -[Chorus] +Once more we sail with a Northerly gale, +Through the ice and wind and rain +Them coconut fronds, the tropical shores, +We soon shall see again +For six hellish months we passed away +On the cold Kamchatka sea +But now we're bound from the Arctic ground, +Rolling down to old Maui ---- +[Chorus] -Once more we sail the Northerly gale, towards our island home -Our whaling done, our mainmast sprung, and we ain't got far to roam -Our stuns'l bones is carried away, what care we for that sound? -A living gale is after us, thank God we're homeward bound +Once more we sail the Northerly gale, +Towards our island home +Our whaling done, our mainmast sprung, +And we ain't got far to roam +Our stuns'l bones is carried away, +What care we for that sound? +A living gale is after us, +Thank God we're homeward bound [Chorus] -How soft the breeze through the island trees, now the ice is far astern -Them native maids, them tropical glades, is awaiting our return -Even now their big brown eyes look out, hoping some fine day to see -Our baggy sails running 'fore the gales, rolling down to old Maui +How soft the breeze through the island trees, +Now the ice is far astern +Them native maids, them tropical glades, +Is awaiting our return +Even now their big brown eyes look out, +Hoping some fine day to see +Our baggy sails running 'fore the gales, +Rolling down to old Maui [Chorus] diff --git a/booklet/sea-shanties-single.html b/booklet/sea-shanties-single.html index 0ef36f2..ef71224 100644 --- a/booklet/sea-shanties-single.html +++ b/booklet/sea-shanties-single.html @@ -10,8 +10,8 @@ --page-h: 8.5in; --m-inner: 0.75in; --m-outer: 0.5in; - --m-top: 0.6in; - --m-bottom: 0.6in; + --m-top: 0.5in; + --m-bottom: 0.5in; --pn-size: 9pt; } * { box-sizing: border-box; } @@ -261,12 +261,13 @@

    Contents

  • Joli Rouge16
  • Leave Her Johnny18
  • Mingulay Boat Song20
    • -
  • Randy Dandy O22
    • -
  • Roll the Old Chariot Along24
    • -
  • Skipper Jan Rebec26
    • -
  • South Australia28
    • -
  • Wellerman30
    • -
  • Whiskey Johnny32
    • +
  • Old Maui22
    • +
  • Randy Dandy O24
    • +
  • Roll the Old Chariot Along26
    • +
  • Skipper Jan Rebec28
    • +
  • South Australia30
    • +
  • Wellerman32
    • +
  • Whiskey Johnny34

    • Warning

    @@ -287,11 +288,12 @@

    Warning

    Chorus

    Barrett's Privateers

    Stan Rogers, 1976

    -

    COh, the year was seventeen seventy-Geight

    CHow I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!

    A Cletter of marque came Ffrom the Gking

    To the Cscummiest vessel I've Gever seen

    CGod damn them all!

    -
    Chorus

    CI was told we'd cruise the seas for AFmerican Ggold

    We'd Ffire no guns, shed no Ctears

    Now I'm a Cbroken man on a FHalifax pier

    The Dmlast of GBarrett's privaCteers

    +

    COh, the year was Fseventeen Gseventy-Ceight

    CHow I wish I Fwas in CSherbrooke Gnow!

    A Fletter of marque came Gfrom the Cking

    To the scummiest vessel I've ever Fseen

    God Cdamn Gthem Call!

    +
    Chorus

    CI was Ftold we'd Gcruise the Fseas for ACmerican Fgold

    We'd Cfire Gno Cguns, shed no Ftears

    Now I'm a Cbroken Fman on a CHalifax Fpier

    The last of Barrett's G7privaCteers

    On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again

    How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!

    When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight

    With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight

    God damn them all!

    Chorus

    Then at length we stood two cables away

    How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!

    Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din

    But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in

    God damn them all!

    +
    Chorus

    The Antelope shook and pitched on her side

    How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!

    Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs

    And the main-truck carried off both me legs

    God damn them all!

    Chorus

    So here I lay in me twenty-third year

    How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!

    It's been six long years since we sailed away

    And I just made Halifax yesterday

    God damn them all!

    @@ -360,6 +362,15 @@

    Warning

    Chorus

    Ships return now, heavy laden

    Mothers holdin' bairns a-cryin'

    They'll return yet when the sun sets

    Sailing homeward to Mingulay

    Chorus
    +

    Old Maui

    +

    It's a Emdamn tough Blife full of Gtoil and Dstrife,

    We Emwhalermen BunderEmgo

    And we Emdon't give a Bdamn when the Ggale is Ddone,

    How Emhard the Bwinds did Emblow

    For we're Ghomeward bound from the DArctic ground,

    With a Emgood ship taut and Bfree

    And we Emdon't give a Bdamn when we Gdrink our Drum,

    With the Emgirls of Bold MauEmi

    +
    Chorus

    EmRolling Gdown to old MauDi, me boys

    Rolling Emdown to old MauBi

    We're Emhomeward Bbound from the GArctic Dground

    Rolling Emdown to Bold MauEmi

    +

    Once more we sail with a Northerly gale,

    Through the ice and wind and rain

    Them coconut fronds, the tropical shores,

    We soon shall see again

    For six hellish months we passed away

    On the cold Kamchatka sea

    But now we're bound from the Arctic ground,

    Rolling down to old Maui

    +
    Chorus
    +

    Once more we sail the Northerly gale,

    Towards our island home

    Our whaling done, our mainmast sprung,

    And we ain't got far to roam

    Our stuns'l bones is carried away,

    What care we for that sound?

    A living gale is after us,

    Thank God we're homeward bound

    +
    Chorus
    +

    How soft the breeze through the island trees,

    Now the ice is far astern

    Them native maids, them tropical glades,

    Is awaiting our return

    Even now their big brown eyes look out,

    Hoping some fine day to see

    Our baggy sails running 'fore the gales,

    Rolling down to old Maui

    +
    Chorus

    Randy Dandy O

    Chorus

    EbHeave a pawl oh heave a way

    BbWay hey roll and go

    EbThe anchor's on board and the cable's all Bbstored

    EbTo me rollickin' Cmrandy dandy O

    Now we are ready to sail for the Horn

    Way hey roll and go

    Our boots an' our clothes, boys, are all in the pawn

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    @@ -385,8 +396,8 @@

    Warning

    Oh a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm.

    Oh a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm.

    Oh a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm.

    And we'll all hang on behind.

    Chorus

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    -

    FWho's the king of the Bbfighting FDutch

    FSkipper CJan FRebec

    FAnd who do the sailors Bbfear so much

    FSkipper CJan Rebec

    -
    Chorus

    And it's

    FJa ja Bbleave your hammocks

    FJa ja C *hands on deck*

    FJa ja Bb break your backs for

    FSkipper CJan FRebec

    +

    EbWho's the king of the Bbfighting EbDutch

    EbSkipper FJan Rebec

    EbAnd who do the sailors Bbfear so much

    EbSkipper FJan EbRebec

    +
    Chorus

    And it's

    EbJa ja leave your hammocks

    EbJa ja F *hands on deck*

    EbJa ja Bb break your backs for

    EbSkipper FJan EbRebec

    And who brought all the tea from China

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    And sold it all in the Carolina

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    Chorus

    And who can furl the main topsail

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    All his own in a living gale

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    @@ -425,7 +436,8 @@

    Warning

    EWhiskey is the life of man

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    DI'll drink whiskey while I Acan

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    Oh whiskey straight and whiskey strong,

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    Give me some whiskey and I'll sing you a song

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    Here comes the cook with the whiskey can,

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    A glass of grog for every man.

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    -

    A glass of grog for every man,

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    And a bottle full for the shantyman.

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    +

    A glass of grog for every man,

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    And a bottle full for the shantyman.

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    +

    ---

    diff --git a/booklet/sea-shanties.html b/booklet/sea-shanties.html index 5591caf..ecacb99 100644 --- a/booklet/sea-shanties.html +++ b/booklet/sea-shanties.html @@ -10,8 +10,8 @@ --page-h: 8.5in; --m-inner: 0.75in; --m-outer: 0.5in; - --m-top: 0.6in; - --m-bottom: 0.6in; + --m-top: 0.5in; + --m-bottom: 0.5in; --pn-size: 9pt; } * { box-sizing: border-box; } @@ -257,12 +257,7 @@ -

    Whiskey Johnny

    -

    EWhiskey is the life of man

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    DI'll drink whiskey while I Acan

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    -

    Oh whiskey straight and whiskey strong,

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    Give me some whiskey and I'll sing you a song

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    -

    Here comes the cook with the whiskey can,

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    A glass of grog for every man.

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    -

    A glass of grog for every man,

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    And a bottle full for the shantyman.

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    -

    ---

    32
    +
    Sea
    Shanties
    Sea serpent @@ -273,19 +268,13 @@
    -

    Before the boat had hit the water,

    the whale's tail came up and caught her.

    All hands to the side, harpooned and fought her,

    when she dived down below.

    -
    Chorus
    -

    No line was cut, no whale was freed,

    The captain's mind was not of greed.

    But he belonged to the Whaleman's creed.

    She took that ship in tow.

    -
    Chorus
    -

    For forty days or even more,

    The line went slack then tight once more.

    All boats were lost, there were only four,

    but still that whale did go.

    -
    Chorus
    -

    As far as I've heard, the fight's still on

    The line's not cut and the whale's not gone.

    The Wellerman makes his regular call

    To encourage the captain crew and all.

    -
    Chorus
    31
    -

    Wellerman

    -

    CmThere once was a ship that put to sea,

    the name of the ship was the FmBilly o CmTea.

    The winds blew hard, her bow dipped down.

    Oh Gblow my bully boys Cmblow.

    -
    Chorus

    AbSoon may the EbWellerman come

    to Fmbring us sugar and tea and Cmrum

    AbOne day the Ebtonguin is done

    we'll Gtake our leave and Cmgo

    -

    She'd not been two weeks from shore,

    when down on her a right whale bore.

    The captain called all hands and swore

    "We'll take that whale in tow".

    -
    Chorus
    30
    +
    +

    Whiskey Johnny

    +

    EWhiskey is the life of man

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    DI'll drink whiskey while I Acan

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    +

    Oh whiskey straight and whiskey strong,

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    Give me some whiskey and I'll sing you a song

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    +

    Here comes the cook with the whiskey can,

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    A glass of grog for every man.

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    +

    A glass of grog for every man,

    Whiskey, Johnny!

    And a bottle full for the shantyman.

    Whiskey for my Johnny Oh!

    +

    ---

    34

    Contents

    • All For Me Grog4
      • @@ -297,12 +286,13 @@

      Contents

    • Joli Rouge16
    • Leave Her Johnny18
    • Mingulay Boat Song20
      • -
    • Randy Dandy O22
      • -
    • Roll the Old Chariot Along24
      • -
    • Skipper Jan Rebec26
      • -
    • South Australia28
      • -
    • Wellerman30
      • -
    • Whiskey Johnny32
      • +
    • Old Maui22
      • +
    • Randy Dandy O24
      • +
    • Roll the Old Chariot Along26
      • +
    • Skipper Jan Rebec28
      • +
    • South Australia30
      • +
    • Wellerman32
      • +
    • Whiskey Johnny34

    Warning

    @@ -317,37 +307,37 @@

    Warning

    Chorus

    CAll for me grog, me jolly jolly Fgrog

    CAll for me beer and toGbacco

    CFor I spent all me tin down on South Street drinkin Fgin

    CAnd across the western ocean I must G7wanCder

    Where are me boots, me noggin', noggin' boots,

    They're all gone for beer and tobacco

    For the heels they are worn out and the toes are kicked about

    And the soles are looking out for better weather.

    Chorus
    -

    Where is me shirt, me noggin' noggin' shirt

    All gone for beer and tobacco

    For the collar is wore out and the front is knocked about

    And the tail is looking out for better weather

    4

    I shook her up, I shook her down

    Heave away, haul away

    I shook her round and round the town

    We're bound for South Australia

    +

    Where is me shirt, me noggin' noggin' shirt

    All gone for beer and tobacco

    For the collar is wore out and the front is knocked about

    And the tail is looking out for better weather

    4

    Before the boat had hit the water,

    the whale's tail came up and caught her.

    All hands to the side, harpooned and fought her,

    when she dived down below.

    Chorus
    -

    There ain't but one thing grieves my mind

    Heave away, haul away

    To leave young Nancy Blair behind

    We're bound for South Australia

    +

    No line was cut, no whale was freed,

    The captain's mind was not of greed.

    But he belonged to the Whaleman's creed.

    She took that ship in tow.

    Chorus
    -

    I'm Bristol born and Bristol bred

    Heave away, haul away

    I'm thick in the arm and thick in the head

    We're bound for South Australia

    -
    Chorus
    29
    -

    South Australia

    -

    EIn South AusAtralia I was Eborn

    Heave away, haul away

    EIn South Australia 'round B7Cape EHorn

    We're bound for B7South AustralEia

    -
    Chorus

    AHaul away, you rolling Ekings

    AHeave aEway, Ahaul aEway

    AHaul away, oh hear me Esing

    We're bound for B7South AustralEia

    -

    As I walked out one morning fair

    Heave away, haul away

    It's there I met Miss Nancy Blair

    We're bound for South Australia

    -
    Chorus
    28
    Chorus
    +

    For forty days or even more,

    The line went slack then tight once more.

    All boats were lost, there were only four,

    but still that whale did go.

    +
    Chorus
    +

    As far as I've heard, the fight's still on

    The line's not cut and the whale's not gone.

    The Wellerman makes his regular call

    To encourage the captain crew and all.

    +
    Chorus
    33
    +

    Wellerman

    +

    CmThere once was a ship that put to sea,

    the name of the ship was the FmBilly o CmTea.

    The winds blew hard, her bow dipped down.

    Oh Gblow my bully boys Cmblow.

    +
    Chorus

    AbSoon may the EbWellerman come

    to Fmbring us sugar and tea and Cmrum

    AbOne day the Ebtonguin is done

    we'll Gtake our leave and Cmgo

    +

    She'd not been two weeks from shore,

    when down on her a right whale bore.

    The captain called all hands and swore

    "We'll take that whale in tow".

    +
    Chorus
    32
    Chorus

    I'm sick in the head and I haven't been to bed,

    Since first I came ashore from me slumber,

    For I spent all me dough on me ladies don't you know

    Far across the western ocean I must wander

    Chorus
    5

    Barrett's Privateers

    Stan Rogers, 1976

    -

    COh, the year was seventeen seventy-Geight

    CHow I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!

    A Cletter of marque came Ffrom the Gking

    To the Cscummiest vessel I've Gever seen

    CGod damn them all!

    -
    Chorus

    CI was told we'd cruise the seas for AFmerican Ggold

    We'd Ffire no guns, shed no Ctears

    Now I'm a Cbroken man on a FHalifax pier

    The Dmlast of GBarrett's privaCteers

    +

    COh, the year was Fseventeen Gseventy-Ceight

    CHow I wish I Fwas in CSherbrooke Gnow!

    A Fletter of marque came Gfrom the Cking

    To the scummiest vessel I've ever Fseen

    God Cdamn Gthem Call!

    +
    Chorus

    CI was Ftold we'd Gcruise the Fseas for ACmerican Fgold

    We'd Cfire Gno Cguns, shed no Ftears

    Now I'm a Cbroken Fman on a CHalifax Fpier

    The last of Barrett's G7privaCteers

    On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again

    How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!

    When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight

    With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight

    God damn them all!

    -
    Chorus
    6

    And who can furl the main topsail

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    All his own in a living gale

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    +
    Chorus
    6

    I shook her up, I shook her down

    Heave away, haul away

    I shook her round and round the town

    We're bound for South Australia

    Chorus
    -

    And who can drink his weight in beer

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    And only takes two baths a year

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    -
    Chorus
    -

    Who sleeps with four folks every night

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    One up, one down, one left, one right

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    +

    There ain't but one thing grieves my mind

    Heave away, haul away

    To leave young Nancy Blair behind

    We're bound for South Australia

    Chorus
    -

    So who's the king of the fighting Dutch

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    And who do the sailors fear so much

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    -
    Chorus
    27
    -

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    -

    EbWho's the king of the Bbfighting EbDutch

    EbSkipper FJan Rebec

    EbAnd who do the sailors Bbfear so much

    EbSkipper FJan EbRebec

    -
    Chorus

    And it's

    EbJa ja leave your hammocks

    EbJa ja F *hands on deck*

    EbJa ja Bb break your backs for

    EbSkipper FJan EbRebec

    -

    And who brought all the tea from China

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    And sold it all in the Carolina

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    -
    Chorus
    26

    Then at length we stood two cables away

    How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!

    Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din

    But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in

    God damn them all!

    +

    I'm Bristol born and Bristol bred

    Heave away, haul away

    I'm thick in the arm and thick in the head

    We're bound for South Australia

    +
    Chorus
    31
    +

    South Australia

    +

    EIn South AusAtralia I was Eborn

    Heave away, haul away

    EIn South Australia 'round B7Cape EHorn

    We're bound for B7South AustralEia

    +
    Chorus

    AHaul away, you rolling Ekings

    AHeave aEway, Ahaul aEway

    AHaul away, oh hear me Esing

    We're bound for B7South AustralEia

    +

    As I walked out one morning fair

    Heave away, haul away

    It's there I met Miss Nancy Blair

    We're bound for South Australia

    +
    Chorus
    30

    Then at length we stood two cables away

    How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!

    Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din

    But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in

    God damn them all!

    Chorus

    The Antelope shook and pitched on her side

    How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!

    Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs

    And the main-truck carried off both me legs

    God damn them all!

    Chorus
    @@ -357,17 +347,19 @@

    Warning

    Chorus

    And it's Crow me bully boys we're in a Fhurry boys

    Cwe've got a long way to G7go

    And we'll Csing and we'll dance and bid farewell to FFrance

    G7row me bully boys Crow

    And we sailed away in the roughest of water,

    row me bully boys row

    But now we return in the most royal quarters,

    row me bully boys row

    Chorus
    -

    See, now, how we feast on pheasants by a flock,

    row me bully boys row

    It's a long, long way from the gruel and the stocks,

    row me bully boys row

    8

    Well a nice wash below wouldn't do us any harm.

    Well a nice wash below wouldn't do us any harm.

    Well a nice wash below wouldn't do us any harm.

    And we'll all hang on behind.

    +

    See, now, how we feast on pheasants by a flock,

    row me bully boys row

    It's a long, long way from the gruel and the stocks,

    row me bully boys row

    8

    And who can furl the main topsail

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    All his own in a living gale

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    Chorus
    -

    Well a night on the town wouldn't do us any harm.

    Well a night on the town wouldn't do us any harm.

    Well a night on the town wouldn't do us any harm.

    And we'll all hang on behind.

    +

    And who can drink his weight in beer

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    And only takes two baths a year

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    Chorus
    -

    Oh a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm.

    Oh a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm.

    Oh a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm.

    And we'll all hang on behind.

    -
    Chorus
    25
    -

    Roll the Old Chariot Along

    -

    We'd be all right if the wind was in our sails.

    We'd be all right if the wind was in our sails.

    We'd be all right if the wind was in our sails.

    And we'll all hang on behind.

    -
    Chorus

    DmAnd we'll roll the old chariot along

    CWe'll roll the old chariot along

    DmWe'll roll the old chariot along

    FAnd we'll all Chang on beDmhind

    -

    We'll be all right if we make it round The Horn.

    We'll be all right if we make it round The Horn.

    We'll be all right if we make it round The Horn.

    And we'll all hang on behind.

    -
    Chorus
    24
    Chorus
    +

    Who sleeps with four folks every night

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    One up, one down, one left, one right

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    +
    Chorus
    +

    So who's the king of the fighting Dutch

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    And who do the sailors fear so much

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    +
    Chorus
    29
    +

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    +

    EbWho's the king of the Bbfighting EbDutch

    EbSkipper FJan Rebec

    EbAnd who do the sailors Bbfear so much

    EbSkipper FJan EbRebec

    +
    Chorus

    And it's

    EbJa ja leave your hammocks

    EbJa ja F *hands on deck*

    EbJa ja Bb break your backs for

    EbSkipper FJan EbRebec

    +

    And who brought all the tea from China

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    And sold it all in the Carolina

    Skipper Jan Rebec

    +
    Chorus
    28
    Chorus

    A wee dram of whiskey for every man,

    row me bully boys row

    And a barrel of rum for the shanty man,

    row me bully boys row

    Chorus

    And we sailed away in the roughest of water,

    row me bully boys row

    And now we return and so lock up your daughters,

    row me bully boys row

    @@ -376,19 +368,17 @@

    Warning

    Sally is the girl that I love dearly,

    way hey bully in the alley

    Sally is the girl that I spliced nearly,

    bully down in shinbone al—

    Chorus

    GSo help me ba ba bully in the alley,

    Cway hey Gbully in the Dalley

    GSo help me ba ba bully in the alley,

    Cbully down in Gshinbone D7alG—

    Seven long years I've courted Sally

    way hey bully in the alley

    All she did was dilly and dally,

    bully down in shinbone al—

    -
    Chorus
    10
    Chorus
    -

    Heave away, bullies, ye parish rigged bums

    Way hey roll and go

    Take your hands from your pockets and don't suck your thumbs

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    -
    Chorus
    -

    We're outward bound for Vallipo Bay

    Way hey roll and go

    Get crackin', me lads, it's a hell of a way!

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    -
    Chorus
    -

    Soon we'll be warping her out through the locks

    Way hey roll and go

    Where the pretty young girls all come down in their frocks

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    +
    Chorus
    10

    Well a nice wash below wouldn't do us any harm.

    Well a nice wash below wouldn't do us any harm.

    Well a nice wash below wouldn't do us any harm.

    And we'll all hang on behind.

    Chorus
    -

    Come breast the bar bullies heave with a will

    Way hey roll and go

    Oh soon we'll be rolling her down through the bay

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    23
    -

    Randy Dandy O

    -
    Chorus

    EbHeave a pawl oh heave a way

    BbWay hey roll and go

    EbThe anchor's on board and the cable's all Bbstored

    EbTo me rollickin' Cmrandy dandy O

    -

    Now we are ready to sail for the Horn

    Way hey roll and go

    Our boots an' our clothes, boys, are all in the pawn

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    +

    Well a night on the town wouldn't do us any harm.

    Well a night on the town wouldn't do us any harm.

    Well a night on the town wouldn't do us any harm.

    And we'll all hang on behind.

    Chorus
    -

    Man the stout caps'n and heave with a will

    Way hey roll and go

    For soon we'll be drivin' away up the hill

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    22

    Sally Brown I took a notion

    way hey bully in the alley

    To sail across this wide damn ocean,

    bully down in shin-bone al—

    +

    Oh a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm.

    Oh a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm.

    Oh a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm.

    And we'll all hang on behind.

    +
    Chorus
    27
    +

    Roll the Old Chariot Along

    +

    We'd be all right if the wind was in our sails.

    We'd be all right if the wind was in our sails.

    We'd be all right if the wind was in our sails.

    And we'll all hang on behind.

    +
    Chorus

    DmAnd we'll roll the old chariot along

    CWe'll roll the old chariot along

    DmWe'll roll the old chariot along

    FAnd we'll all Chang on beDmhind

    +

    We'll be all right if we make it round The Horn.

    We'll be all right if we make it round The Horn.

    We'll be all right if we make it round The Horn.

    And we'll all hang on behind.

    +
    Chorus
    26

    Sally Brown I took a notion

    way hey bully in the alley

    To sail across this wide damn ocean,

    bully down in shin-bone al—

    Chorus

    Well I'll leave Sal and I'll go sailin'

    way hey bully in the alley

    Leave my gal and I'll go whalin',

    bully down in shinbone al—

    Chorus
    11
    @@ -396,41 +386,61 @@

    Warning

    What will we do with a drunken sailor?

    What will we do with a drunken sailor?

    What will we do with a drunken sailor?

    Early in the morning!

    Chorus

    DmWay hey and up she rises

    CWay hey and up she rises

    DmWay hey and up she rises

    FEarly in the CmornDming!

    Shave his belly with a rusty razor

    Shave his belly with a rusty razor

    Shave his belly with a rusty razor

    Early in the morning!

    -
    Chorus
    12

    Wives are waiting by the pier head

    Gazing seaward from the heather

    Bring her round, boys, then we'll anchor

    'Ere the sun sets on Mingulay

    +
    Chorus
    12
    Chorus
    +

    Heave away, bullies, ye parish rigged bums

    Way hey roll and go

    Take your hands from your pockets and don't suck your thumbs

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    Chorus
    -

    Ships return now, heavy laden

    Mothers holdin' bairns a-cryin'

    They'll return yet when the sun sets

    Sailing homeward to Mingulay

    -
    Chorus
    21
    -

    Mingulay Boat Song

    -
    Chorus

    DHeave her ho, boys, Glet her go, boys

    Swing her head Dround into the Cweather

    DHeave her ho, boys, Glet her go, boys

    Sailing Dhomeward to MinguGlay

    -

    What care we, though, white the Minch is?

    What care we, boys, for windy weather

    When we know that every inch is

    Sailing homeward to Mingulay

    -
    Chorus
    20

    Put him in a long boat till he's sober

    Put him in a long boat till he's sober

    Put him in a long boat till he's sober

    Early in the morning!

    +

    We're outward bound for Vallipo Bay

    Way hey roll and go

    Get crackin', me lads, it's a hell of a way!

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    +
    Chorus
    +

    Soon we'll be warping her out through the locks

    Way hey roll and go

    Where the pretty young girls all come down in their frocks

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    +
    Chorus
    +

    Come breast the bar bullies heave with a will

    Way hey roll and go

    Oh soon we'll be rolling her down through the bay

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    25
    +

    Randy Dandy O

    +
    Chorus

    EbHeave a pawl oh heave a way

    BbWay hey roll and go

    EbThe anchor's on board and the cable's all Bbstored

    EbTo me rollickin' Cmrandy dandy O

    +

    Now we are ready to sail for the Horn

    Way hey roll and go

    Our boots an' our clothes, boys, are all in the pawn

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    +
    Chorus
    +

    Man the stout caps'n and heave with a will

    Way hey roll and go

    For soon we'll be drivin' away up the hill

    To me rollickin' randy dandy O

    24

    Put him in a long boat till he's sober

    Put him in a long boat till he's sober

    Put him in a long boat till he's sober

    Early in the morning!

    Chorus

    Stick him in a scupper with a hose-pipe on 'im

    Stick him in a scupper with a hose-pipe on 'im

    Stick him in a scupper with a hose-pipe on 'im

    Early in the morning!

    Chorus

    That's what we do with a drunken sailor

    That's what we do with a drunken sailor

    That's what we do with a drunken sailor

    Early in the morning!

    13

    Health to the Company

    Kind 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 or might never all meet here again

    -
    Chorus

    AmHere's a health to the Emcompany and Gone to my Amlass

    AmLet us drink and be Cmerry all Amout of one Gglass

    AmLet us drink and be Cmerry all Amgrief to reGfrain

    AmFor we may or might Emnever all Gmeet here aAmgain

    14
    Chorus
    -

    I hate to sail on this rotten tub

    Leave her Johnny leave her

    No grog allowed and rotten grub

    And it's time for us to leave her

    +
    Chorus

    AmHere's a health to the Emcompany and Gone to my Amlass

    AmLet us drink and be Cmerry all Amout of one Gglass

    AmLet us drink and be Cmerry all Amgrief to reGfrain

    AmFor we may or might Emnever all Gmeet here aAmgain

    14

    Once more we sail with a Northerly gale,

    Through the ice and wind and rain

    Them coconut fronds, the tropical shores,

    We soon shall see again

    For six hellish months we passed away

    On the cold Kamchatka sea

    But now we're bound from the Arctic ground,

    Rolling down to old Maui

    Chorus
    -

    We swear by rote for want of more

    Leave her Johnny leave her

    But now we're through so we'll go on shore

    And it's time for us to leave her

    -
    Chorus
    19
    -

    Leave Her Johnny

    -
    Chorus

    GLeave her Johnny Cleave her

    Oh Fleave her Johnny Cleave her

    For the Fvoyage is Clong and the Gwinds don't Cblow

    CAnd it's time for us to G7leave Cher

    -

    I thought I heard the old man say

    Leave her Johnny leave her

    Tomorrow ye will get yer pay

    And it's time for us to leave her

    +

    Once more we sail the Northerly gale,

    Towards our island home

    Our whaling done, our mainmast sprung,

    And we ain't got far to roam

    Our stuns'l bones is carried away,

    What care we for that sound?

    A living gale is after us,

    Thank God we're homeward bound

    Chorus
    -

    Oh the wind was foul and the sea was high

    Leave her Johnny leave her

    She shipped it green and none went by

    And it's time for us to leave her

    18

    Here's a health to the dear lass that I love so well

    For her style and her beauty, sure none can excel

    There's a smile on her countenance as she sits on my knee

    There's no man in this wide world as happy as me

    +

    How soft the breeze through the island trees,

    Now the ice is far astern

    Them native maids, them tropical glades,

    Is awaiting our return

    Even now their big brown eyes look out,

    Hoping some fine day to see

    Our baggy sails running 'fore the gales,

    Rolling down to old Maui

    +
    Chorus
    23
    +

    Old Maui

    +

    It's a Emdamn tough Blife full of Gtoil and Dstrife,

    We Emwhalermen BunderEmgo

    And we Emdon't give a Bdamn when the Ggale is Ddone,

    How Emhard the Bwinds did Emblow

    For we're Ghomeward bound from the DArctic ground,

    With a Emgood ship taut and Bfree

    And we Emdon't give a Bdamn when we Gdrink our Drum,

    With the Emgirls of Bold MauEmi

    +
    Chorus

    EmRolling Gdown to old MauDi, me boys

    Rolling Emdown to old MauBi

    We're Emhomeward Bbound from the GArctic Dground

    Rolling Emdown to Bold MauEmi

    22

    Here's a health to the dear lass that I love so well

    For her style and her beauty, sure none can excel

    There's a smile on her countenance as she sits on my knee

    There's no man in this wide world as happy as me

    Chorus

    Our ship lies at anchor, she's ready to dock

    I wish her safe landing, without any shock

    If ever I should meet you by land or by sea

    I will always remember your kindness to me

    Chorus
    15

    Joli Rouge

    The Dreadnoughts, 2019

    From France we get the Brandy, from Martinique the rum

    Sweet red Cabernet from Italy does come

    But the fairest of them all, me boys, the one to beat the day

    …is made from apples up the mighty Saguenay.

    -
    Chorus

    DmSo follow me lads… cause this Amain't no grog or ale

    DmOne pint down you'll be Cswinging in the gale

    DmFive pints bully you'll be Cshaking in your Fshoes

    Dm…We're half-seas C7over on the DmJoli Rouge.

    16

    She's called the Dreadnought Cider, she's proper and she's fine

    And when the day is over sure I wish that she were mine

    Or in the dark of winter, or on a summer's eve

    …One hand giveth and the other does receive.

    +
    Chorus

    DmSo follow me lads… cause this Amain't no grog or ale

    DmOne pint down you'll be Cswinging in the gale

    DmFive pints bully you'll be Cshaking in your Fshoes

    Dm…We're half-seas C7over on the DmJoli Rouge.

    16

    Wives are waiting by the pier head

    Gazing seaward from the heather

    Bring her round, boys, then we'll anchor

    'Ere the sun sets on Mingulay

    +
    Chorus
    +

    Ships return now, heavy laden

    Mothers holdin' bairns a-cryin'

    They'll return yet when the sun sets

    Sailing homeward to Mingulay

    +
    Chorus
    21
    +

    Mingulay Boat Song

    +
    Chorus

    DHeave her ho, boys, Glet her go, boys

    Swing her head Dround into the Cweather

    DHeave her ho, boys, Glet her go, boys

    Sailing Dhomeward to MinguGlay

    +

    What care we, though, white the Minch is?

    What care we, boys, for windy weather

    When we know that every inch is

    Sailing homeward to Mingulay

    +
    Chorus
    20

    She's called the Dreadnought Cider, she's proper and she's fine

    And when the day is over sure I wish that she were mine

    Or in the dark of winter, or on a summer's eve

    …One hand giveth and the other does receive.

    Chorus

    So turn your sails over and bring her hard to port

    Find that little star and fly straight into the North

    The wild sun upon your back the wind a-blowing free

    …You're rolling up the river boys to old Chicoutimi.

    Chorus

    So you can have a Magners and pour it over ice

    Or you can have a Strongbow if it's sadness that you like

    Or join us up the river and we'll set your heart aglow

    …And how you'll feel when the real cider starts to flow.

    Chorus
    17
    +

    Leave Her Johnny

    +
    Chorus

    GLeave her Johnny Cleave her

    Oh Fleave her Johnny Cleave her

    For the Fvoyage is Clong and the Gwinds don't Cblow

    CAnd it's time for us to G7leave Cher

    +

    I thought I heard the old man say

    Leave her Johnny leave her

    Tomorrow ye will get yer pay

    And it's time for us to leave her

    +
    Chorus
    +

    Oh the wind was foul and the sea was high

    Leave her Johnny leave her

    She shipped it green and none went by

    And it's time for us to leave her

    18
    Chorus
    +

    I hate to sail on this rotten tub

    Leave her Johnny leave her

    No grog allowed and rotten grub

    And it's time for us to leave her

    +
    Chorus
    +

    We swear by rote for want of more

    Leave her Johnny leave her

    But now we're through so we'll go on shore

    And it's time for us to leave her

    +
    Chorus
    19
    diff --git a/package.json b/package.json index 0aad02f..e39c5a7 100644 --- a/package.json +++ b/package.json @@ -3,7 +3,7 @@ "build": "./songs-to-json && pug-pack src && cp Songbook.pdf dist && cp qr-code.svg dist", "booklet": "node node_modules/markdown-booklet/src/cli.js build booklet/book.yaml --out booklet/sea-shanties.html", "booklet:proof": "node node_modules/markdown-booklet/src/cli.js build booklet/book.yaml --reading --out booklet/proof.html", - "booklet:single": "node node_modules/markdown-booklet/src/cli.js build booklet/book.yaml --single --out booklet/single.html", + "booklet:single": "node node_modules/markdown-booklet/src/cli.js build booklet/book.yaml --single --out booklet/sea-shanties-single.html", "scaleL": "coffee src/transform.coffee scaleL", "dev": "nodemon -w src -w songs -i src/songs.json -i src/by-title.json -e '*' -x npm run build" }, diff --git a/songs/barretts-privateers.txt b/songs/barretts-privateers.txt index 3ac9aea..10c6501 100644 --- a/songs/barretts-privateers.txt +++ b/songs/barretts-privateers.txt @@ -3,15 +3,15 @@ K: C L: 1/8 %%notelabels 1 P: Verse -C3 E | "C" G2 G2 "F" FF E2 | "G"DD D2 "C"C2 GG | "C"GG3 "Dm (F?)"A2 A2 | "C"G2 G2 | "G"D4 z2 A2 | +C3 E | "C" G2 G2 "F" FF E2 | "G"DD D2 "C"C2 GG | GG3 "F"A2 A2 | "C"G2 G2 | "G"D4 z2 A2 | w: Oh, the year was se-ven-teen sev-en-ty eight, how I wish I was in Sher-brooke now! A -"C" cc c2 "F"B2 A2 | "G"G2 (ED) "C"C2 CD | EE E2 DC C2 | E2 G "F"A3 F2 | "C"E2 "G"D2 "C"C2 z2 | +"F" cc c2 B2 A2 | "G"G2 (ED) "C"C2 CD | EE E2 DC C2 | E2 G "F"A3 F2 | "C"E2 "G"D2 "C"C2 z2 | w: let-ter of marque came from the _ king to the scum-mi-est ves-sel I've e-ver seen, God damn them all! P: Chorus -"C"E2 G2 "F"A2 A2 | "G"G3 G "F"A2 BB | "C"cG G2 "F"A2 F2 | "C"E2 "G"D2 | "C"C2 z2 G2 B2 | "F"c4 z GAB | +"C"E2 G2 "F"A2 A2 | "G"G3 G "F"A2 BB | "C"cG G2 "F"A2 F2 | "C"E2 "G"D2 | "C"C2 z2 E2 G2 | "F"B4 z GAB | w: I was told we'd cruise the seas for A-mer-i-can gold, we'd fire no guns. Shed no tears, now I'm a bro-kenman on a -"C"c2 G2 "F"A2 GF | "C"EE G2 "F"A3 A | "Dm (F?)"A3 G F2 E2 | "G"E2 D2 "C"C4 | -w: bro-ken man on a Hal-i-fax pier, the last of Bar-rett's pri- _ va-teers. +"C"c2 G2 "F"A2 GF | "C"EE G2 "F"A3 A | A3 G F2 E2 | "G7"E2 D2 "C"C4 | +w: bro-ken man on a Hal-i-fax pier, the last of Bar-rett's pri- va-teers. W: Well, Elcid Barrett cried the town W: How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now W: For twenty brave men, all fishermen, who