Warwick Folk Song Book
Drunken Sailor
What shall we do with a drunken sailor, (3×)
Early in the morning?
Chorus
Wey–hey and up she rises, (3×)
Early in the morning!
Put him in bed with the captain's daughter, (3×)
Early in the morning!
Take him and shake him and try and wake him, (3×)
Early in the morning!
Make him walk the plank and swim at sea, (3x)
Early in the morning!
Make him kiss the gardeners daughter, (3×)
Early in the morning!
Put him in the scupper with a hosepipe on him, (3×)
Early in the morning!
Put him in the longboat til he's sober, (3×)
Early in the morning!
Keep him there and make him bale 'er, (3×)
Early in the morning!
Shave his belly with a rusty razor, (3×)
Early in the morning!
Green Grow the Rushes
I'll sing you one, O
Green grow the rushes, O
What is your one, O?
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
I'll sing you two, O
Green grow the rushes, O
What are your two, O?
Two, two, lily-white boys,
Clothed all in green, O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
I'll sing you three, O
Green grow the rushes, O
What are your three, O?
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, lily-white boys,
Clothed all in green, O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
I'll sing you four, O
Green grow the rushes, O
What are your four, O?
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, lily-white boys,
Clothed all in green, O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
I'll sing you five, O
Green grow the rushes, O
What are your five, O?
Five for the symbols at your door,
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, lily-white boys,
Clothed all in green, O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
I'll sing you six, O
Green grow the rushes, O
What are your six, O?
Six for the six proud walkers,
Five for the symbols at your door,
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, lily-white boys,
Clothed all in green, O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
I'll sing you seven, O
Green grow the rushes, O
What are your seven, O?
Seven for the seven stars in the sky
Six for the six proud walkers,
Five for the symbols at your door,
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, lily-white boys,
Clothed all in green, O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
I'll sing you eight, O
Green grow the rushes, O
What are your eight, O?
Eight for the eight bold rangers,
Seven for the seven stars in the sky
Six for the six proud walkers,
Five for the symbols at your door,
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, lily-white boys,
Clothed all in green, O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
I'll sing you nine, O
Green grow the rushes, O
What are your nine, O?
Nine for the nine bright shiners,
Eight for the eight bold rangers,
Seven for the seven stars in the sky
Six for the six proud walkers,
Five for the symbols at your door,
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, lily-white boys,
Clothed all in green, O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
I'll sing you ten, O
Green grow the rushes, O
What are your ten, O?
Ten for the ten commandments,
Nine for the nine bright shiners,
Eight for the eight bold rangers,
Seven for the seven stars in the sky
Six for the six proud walkers,
Five for the symbols at your door,
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, lily-white boys,
Clothed all in green, O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
I'll sing you eleven, O
Green grow the rushes, O
What are your eleven, O?
Eleven for the eleven who went to heaven,
Ten for the ten commandments,
Nine for the nine bright shiners,
Eight for the eight bold rangers,
Seven for the seven stars in the sky
Six for the six proud walkers,
Five for the symbols at your door,
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, lily-white boys,
Clothed all in green, O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
I'll sing you twelve, O
Green grow the rushes, O
What are your twelve, O?
Twelve for the twelve Apostles ,
Eleven for the eleven who went to heaven,
Ten for the ten commandments,
Nine for the nine bright shiners,
Eight for the eight bold rangers,
Seven for the seven stars in the sky
Six for the six proud walkers,
Five for the symbols at your door,
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, lily-white boys,
Clothed all in green, O
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
The Quartermaster's Stores
There was cheese, cheese, wafting on the breeze,
In the stores, In the stores,
There was ham, ham, mixed up with the jam,
In the Quartermaster's Stores.
My eyes are dim I cannot see,
I have not brought my specs with me,
I have not bought my specs with me.
There was bread, bread, just like lumps of lead,
In the stores. In the stores,
There were buns, buns, and bullets for the guns,
In the Quartermaster's Stores.
My eyes are dim I cannot see,
I have not brought my specs with me,
I have not bought my specs with me.
There were mice, mice, eating up the rice,
In the stores. In the stores.
There were rats, rats, big as blooming cats
In the Quartermaster's Stores.
My eyes are dim I cannot see,
I have not brought my specs with me,
I have not bought my specs with me.
There is meat, meat, meat you couldn't eat,
In the stores. In the stores.
There were eggs, eggs, nearly growing legs,
In the Quartermaster's Stores.
My eyes are dim I cannot see,
I have not brought my specs with me,
I have not bought my specs with me.
There is beer, beer that you can't get near,
In the stores. In the stores.
There is rum, rum, for the general's tum,
In the Quartermaster's Stores.
My eyes are dim I cannot see,
I have not brought my specs with me,
I have not bought my specs with me.
There was cake, cake, cake you couldn't break,
In the stores. In the stores.
There were flies, flies, feeding on the pies,
In the Quartermaster's Stores.
My eyes are dim I cannot see,
I have not brought my specs with me,
I have not bought my specs with me.
Warwick Folk Are Here All Night
(Sung to the tune of "This Old Man")
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