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All: We tender young maids, have been courted by many
Of all sorts and trades as ever were any.
They flirted and wheedled and all had their say
But my choice is my own at the end of the day
(Chorus)
My thing is my own and I'll keep it so still
all the young lasses can do what they will
my thing is my own and I'll keep it so still
all the young lasses can do what they will
A blacksmith came courting forge fires alight
if the iron is hot, he knows just when to strike
alas he caught me in a moment too cool
So I would not help him by quenching his tool
(Chorus)
A pirate made bold in his enterprise
And presented a ship of considerable size
his vessel was trim, with rigging held fast
But I soundly refused to climb his top mast
(Chorus)
The young oyster seller who walks by the sea
would oft raise her siren song up to me
though her sea salted wares are quite tasty to suck
neither mussel nor clam of hers would I schuck
(Chorus)
A dashing young poet came up from the strand
Seeking a muse with a quill in his hand
He began to declaim in a manner most gallant
his verses were fine, but his tongue had no talent
(Chorus)
I once knew a bishop, clad all in white
who promised to shrive me at vespers that night
he bragged of indulgences yet to be shown
but I’d not let my body be biblically known
(Chorus)
A sun bronzed farmer came in from the field
He caught me at waist and begged me to yield
He reached down between us and lifted my frock
But I would not oblige him by stroking his ... chicken
Now here I could reckon a hundred or more
beside all these gamesters recited before
who made their addresses in hopes of a catch,
but I would not let them anywhere near my…
My thing is my own and I keep it so still
all the young lasses may do what they will
My thing is my own and I keep it so still
UNLESS I be willing, say THEM what they will
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Quartet's Inn
02:34
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With a rosey little maid serving beers and gin
and though challenged almost nightly she’ll say with a grin
that none can best her drinking at the Quartet’s Inn
SPOKEN:
a young man came up from the shingle
and challenged the barmaid to singles
they went shot for shot
till his innards did rot
and hers had just started to tingle
SUNG: For each he drank, she drank down one “ONE!
Matching drink for drink the contest had begun
but for each he drank, she drank down one “ONE!”
Til defeated he conceded that the maiden won
SPOKEN:
a scallywag looking for trouble
did challenge our maid to a double
he took one to her two
until he turned blue
and needed to burst like a bubble
For each he drank, she drank down two “TWO!”
Matching drink for drink even the strongest brew
but for each he drank, she drank down two “TWO!”
Til defeated he conceded he could not outdo
SPOKEN:
the next man thought he had the leeway
to go toe to toe in a three way
though it took half the night
our maid’s never too tight
and she won all his coin in a free way
For each he drank, she drank down three
Matching drink for drink to win his beer for free
But, for each he drank, she drank down three
Til defeated he conceded her the victory
SPOKEN:
Becca: then up stepped a handsome young buck
who wanted to try at his luck
he thought four to one odds
would win him all the broads
but instead he was royally…..
For each he drank, she drank down four “FOUR!”
Matching drink for drink even the tallest pour
but for each he drank, she drank down four “FOUR”
Til defeated he conceded as he hit the floor
(Spoken): But how did she do it you ask?
(Prompt audience): YOU ask…???
Audience: How did she do it???
(Sung): There’s a merry little secret at the Quartet’s Inn
Four rosey little maids drinking beer and gin
each the picture perfect likeness of her fellow twin
the sisters who gave name to the Quartet’s Inn
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Fingering Your Fiddle
02:05
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If you want to learn the fiddle
You must learn the fingering
For fingering the fiddle
is the most important thing
Pull your instrument in close
Set your fingers to the strings
Only fingering your fiddle
Will make the music sing
(pre-chorus)
You can pull your bow up and down
Stroke the strings for a single sound
But if you want the melody to sing
You’ll need to learn the fingering
(chorus)
Fiddle diddle riddle little die die
Fiddle diddle riddle little die die
Fiddle diddle riddle, fiddle diddle little,
Fiddle riddle die die
If you want to learn the whistle
I'll show you how to blow
To blow upon your whistle
You must purse your lips just so
Set your lips upon the pipe
And Take a breath deep down
Then blow upon your whistle
To hear it's sweetest sound
Chorus
If you want to learn the crumhorn
I'll teach you how to tongue
Tonguing on your crumhorn
Is how the quick notes run
Take your instrument in hand
And give the reed a lick
Then tongue upon your crumhorn
To make the music quick
Chorus
If you want to learn the bohdran
I'll show you how to bang
Only banging on your bohdran
Can make the rhythm clang
Grasp your drum quite firmly
And let your tipper beat
Then bang upon your bohdran
For rhythms loud and sweet
Pre-chorus and Chorus
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Three Lovely Angels
02:05
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(Pre-Chorus)
Three lovely angels sat, in an English tavern
Three lovely angels sat, in an English tavern
And they decided that
And they decided that
And they decided that, they would have another
(Chorus)
For tonight we’ll merry-merry be
For tonight we’ll merry-merry be
For tonight we’ll merry-merry be
Tomorrow we’ll be sober.
here’s to the lass drinks Irish ale
and goes to bed quite flirty
here’s the lass drinks Irish ale
and goes to bed quite flirty
she never has to sleep alone
she never has to sleep alone
she never has to sleep alone
her bed posts are quite sturdy
For tonight we’ll merry-merry be
For tonight we’ll merry-merry be
For tonight we’ll merry-merry be
Tomorrow we’ll be sober.
here’s to the lass who drinks coffee black
and goes to bed uncovered
Here’s the the lass who drinks coffee black
And goes to bed uncovered
She’ll disarm you with a kiss
She’ll disarm you with a kiss
She'll disarm you with a kiss
And make you learn her safeword!
For tonight we’ll merry-merry be
For tonight we’ll merry-merry be
For tonight we’ll merry-merry be
Tomorrow we’ll be sober.
here’s to the lass drinks whiskey neat
and goes to bed at first light
here’s to the lass drinks whiskey neat
and goes to bed at first light
she’s the life of every feast
she’s the life of every feast
she’s the life of every feast
she keeps her men up all night
For tonight we’ll merry-merry be
For tonight we’ll merry-merry be
For tonight we’ll merry-merry be
Tomorrow we’ll be sober.
Three lovely angels sat, in an English tavern
Three lovely angels sat, in an English tavern
And they decided that
And they decided that
And they decided that, we would have another
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Boozing
What do you think I've been doing all day?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
And how do you think I've been spending my pay?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
Don't tell me I'm wrong, 'cause you know I'm not right
Don't argue the point, 'cause you know I will fight.
But where would you like me to take you tonight,
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
(Chorus)
Boozing, boozing, when we are dry.
Boozing, boozing, suits you and I.
Some does it open, but more on the sly
But all of us likes to go boozing!
What is the joy of Angels in disguise?
Boozing, bloody well boozing.
What will we be at until the night dies?
Boozing, bloody well boozing.
Our stalwart protection will keep England free
And none to the task so merry as we
At the end of each mission you know where we'll be?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
(Chorus)
What is the joy of the pipe and drum band?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
What is it makes them all get out of hand?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
Feet set to tapping, by the beat you'll be led
The pulse of their song will go straight to your head
But what sends them all crashing right into bed?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
What is the joy of the knights at the joust
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
Why do the squires always seemed to be soused?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
Noble in vic’try or gruesome defeat
They shine in their armor, but bake in the heat
So why do they struggle to stay in their seat?
It's boozing bloody well boozing!
What is the joy of the washing well wench?
Boozing, bloody well boozing.
What are they doing whenever they're drenched?
Boozing, bloody well boozing.
There's nary a stain they haven't met
There's many a stain they'd rather forget
But what do they use to keep themselves wet?
It's boozing bloody well boozing!
(Chorus)
What is the joy of the Pirate's Pub Sing?
Boozing, bloody well boozing.
What do we use to make our voices ring?
Boozing, bloody well boozing.
We come forth each faire day to give it our all
You come out so merry to answer our call
but what sends us all home hanging onto the wall?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
(Chorus)
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Nerdy Number Song
04:02
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(Chorus)
Roll me over in the clover,
roll me over, lay me down, and do it again!
Here sits number one, he set his phaser to stun (Chorus)
Here sits number two, on his broom I flew (Chorus)
Here sits number three, I’ll ride him like the Dothraki (Chorus)
Here sits number four, he speaks friend to come in my door (Chorus)
Here sits number, it’s bigger when it’s inside (Chorus)
Here sits number six, he knows all the Jedi tricks. (Chorus)
Here sits number seven, I'm gunna plow him like he's from District Eleven
Here sits number eight, his iron suit vibrates! (Chorus)
Here sits number nine, be our guest and you can dine! (Chorus)
Here’s to number 10 and we’ll read the fan fic again! (Chorus)
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The Key Song
02:56
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In this world there are treasures both secret and hidden
if I find you worthy I’ll show one to thee
but I’ll not oblige simply because I’m bidden
for each of these treasures, only I hold the key
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle,
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle, hi ho!
My chest holds a treasure far greater than rubies
it conceals and reveals what the world longs to see
but it only busts open for those I have chosen
for this treasure is mine, only I hold the key
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle,
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle, hi ho!
I keep my box locked for its treasure is precious
I’ll show you what’s in it if you take a knee
but its velvets and pearls are all there for my pleasure
for this treasure is mine, only I hold the key
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle,
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle, hi ho!
At the foot of my bed, my trunk sits; a treasure
and though many may covet it belongs to me
but I’ll grease up the hinges and pack it quite firmly
for this treasure is mine, only I hold the key
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle,
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle, hi ho!
These are my lips and that’s no euphemism
for those whom I favor my kisses flow free
but I get to say what goes out or comes in them
for this treasure is mine, only i hold the key
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle,
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle, hi ho!
Your heart and your body are beautiful treasures
and your choices are yours what’ere they may be
you can share them or keep them or change your mind nightly
you are a treasure, only you hold the key
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle,
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle, hi ho!
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8. |
Irish Drinking Song
01:16
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Oh ei di die di die di die ... etc.
When we return in victory
it’s to the pub I’m led
I’ll toast to our sweet success
and down a foamy head
but it matters not what fills my mug
no ale or beer can quench
‘cause they are not the drink I crave
and I’m a thirsty wench
Oh ei di die di die di die ... etc.
My favorite way to celebrate
is to head straight for the shore
the sailors there are trim and taut
and always wanting more
I’ll find a sailor willing
the finest I can get
his ship is not all I’ll board
or all that will get wet
Oh ei di die di die di die ... etc.
When we come home at last rest
from fights long and ventures brave
I find the nearest tavern
playing the music that I crave
my spirits all are roused again
when notes begin to flow
so I’ll take the piper home with me
and show him how to blow
Oh ei di die di die di die ... etc.
At the end of a long mission
when weariness I feel
I hie myself off to home
for a fresh, hot, steamy meal
I’ll invite a friend to join me
she’s my favorite to have about
‘cause he’ll never let me cook for him
she’d rather eat out
Oh ei di die di die di die ... etc.
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(Chorus)
The ale goes straight
the ale goes straight
the ale goes straight to me feet
The ale goes straight to me cap, me cap
the ale goes straight to me cap
when it goes to me cap, I'll sit on your lap
the ale goes straight to me cap
Chorus
The ale goes straight to me sail, me sail
the ale goes straight to me sail
when it goes to me sail, you'll get some tail
the ale goes straight to me sail
Chorus
The ale goes straight to me chest, me treasure chest
the ale goes straight to me chest
when it goes to me chest, we'll get little rest
the ale goes straight to me chest
Chorus
The ale goes straight to me plank, me plank
the ale goes straight to me plank
when it goes to me sail, it's you I'll spank
the ale goes straight to me plank
Chorus
The ale goes straight to me hook, me hook
the ale goes straight to me hook
when it goes to me sail, your breakfast I'll cook
the ale goes straight to me hook
Chorus
The ale goes straight to me mast, me mast
the ale goes straight to me mast
when it goes to me mast, you can give it full blast
the ale goes straight to me mast
Chorus
The ale goes straight to me parrot, me parrot
the ale goes straight to me parrot
when it goes to me parrot, we'll show you how to share it
the ale goes straight to me parrot
Chorus
The ale goes straight to me aft, me aft
the ale goes straight to me aft
when it goes to me aft, I'll take the shaft
the ale goes straight to me aft
Chorus
The ale goes straight to me eye-patch, me eye-patch
the ale goes straight to me eye-patch
when it goes to me eye-patch, I'll let you lick on me...
the ale goes straight to me sail
Chorus
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Mermaid Song
01:37
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Well, when I was a lad in a fishin' town
An old man said to me:
You can spend your life, your jolly life
Just sailin' on the sea
You can search the world for pretty girls
Till your eyes are weak and dim
But, don't go swimmin' with a mermaid, son
If you don't know how to swim.
Her hair is green as seaweed, her skin is blue and pale
Her face it is a work of art
You can love that girl with all your heart
But you're only gonna like the upper part
You will not like the tail
So I signed on to a pirate ship
And me very first day at sea
I saw a mermaid in the waves,
Reachin' out for me
Come live with me in the sea she said
Upon the ocean floor
I'll show you a million wond'rous things
That you've never seen before.
So, o’er I jumped and she pulled me down
Down to her seaweed bed
And betwixt her clams
and pearly shells,
She laid me weary head
She kissed me soft and deeply and anywhere I’d wish
From her crown to her waist she was just my taste,
But the rest of her was a fish!
All: Her hair was green as seaweed,
Her skin was blue and pale
Her face it was a work of art
I loved that girl with all me heart
But I only liked the upper part
I did not like the tail
Well, then one day she swam away
and left me blue and cold
How I missed her firm and perfect tits
the bits I liked to hold
but then her sister she swam by
And she set me heart a-whirl,
'Cause her upper part was an ugly fish
But the bottom part was a girl
Her skin is pink and rosy
Her legs are smooth and pale
Her thighs they are a work of art
I love that girl with all me heart
And I don't give a damn about the upper part
‘Cause now I’m getting tail!
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Nerdy Young Maids
04:43
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We tender young maids, have been courted by many
Of all sorts and trades as ever was any.
They flirted and wheedled and all had their say
But each was found wanting at the end of the day
(Chorus)
My thing is my own and I keep it so still
all the young lasses may do what they will
My thing is my own and I keep it so still
all the young lasses may do what they will
A knight of the stars, though forbidden to wed
in eager pursuit did tempt me to bed
his saber I found most pleasing in size
but lacking in force, his x-wing would not rise
(Chorus)
A ranger came courting who’d one day be king
he sought with great ardour my little one ring
though his unbroken blade I’d have liked to admit
he was hung less like an ent and more like a hobbit
(Chorus)
A boy came my way with a scar ‘cross his head
who had by some magic to our village been led
he noticed my hair and addressed me as Ginny
but I turned him away for his wand was too skinny
(Chorus)
A cigar-smoking hero with claws in his hands
Promised that this girl would be his Last Stand
He unsheathed his weapons they glistened and shone,
But alas adamantium’s not in all bones
(Chorus)
A dark knight of justice outside of the laws
Extended an invite to join him in his cause
With beacon alight he made quite an appeal
But I’m no Catwoman and he’s no Man of Steel
(Chorus)
A thief of the galaxy the guardians’ leader
Begged I address him as Star Lord, not Peter
In search of my heart he made witty pursuit
But I made my decline simply saying: I am Groot
(Chorus)
A strange man appeared by the Doctor was known
offered time and space if I wished to be shown
He took hold of my hand asked if I would or could,
but alas his screwdriver it never does wood
(Chorus)
A captain made bold in his enterprise
And presented a ship of considerable size
But though he seemed keen to seek and explore
I'd not let him go where no man's gone before
(Chorus)
A mad man approached with hair quite afright
said he was waiting for lightning to strike
He begged for my help, asked if I'd hold his stick
but at 88 it'd be over too quick
(Chorus)
Now here I could reckon a hundred or more
beside all these gamesters recited before
who made their addresses in hopes of a catch,
but I would not let them anywhere near my…
(Chorus)
My thing is my own and I keep it so still
all the young lasses may do what they will
My thing is my own and I keep it so still
unless I be willing, say them what they will!
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