Round the Corner

by William Pint & Felicia Dale

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John Riley traditional Fair young maid all in the garden Strange young man pass her by Said, "Fair maid, will you marry me?" This then sir was her reply "Oh no, kind sir, I cannot marry, For I've a love who sails the sea. He's been gone for these seven years, Still no man shall marry me." "What if he's in battle slain? Or drowned in the deep salt sea? What if he's found another love, And that they both married be?" "If he's in some battle slain I'll die when the moon doth wane If he's drowned in the deep salt sea, I'll be true to his memory." "If he's found another love, And if they both married be Then I wish them happiness In their home across the sea." He picked her up all in his arms Kisses gave her, one two three "Weep no more, my own true love, I'm your long lost John Riley."
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Come Down to Hilo traditional, arranged by Pint and Dale Were you ever in Mobile bay screwing cotton for a dollar a day? Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man Were you ever in Quebec loading timber on a deck Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man Were you ever sailing round the horn? you'd wish to God you never were born Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man that girl with the blue dress on You know she talks about you all night long. Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man wake her oh, shake her Oh wake that girl with the blue dress on Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man Hilo town is in Peru It's just the place for me and you. Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man when you come to hilo town I'll stand you whiskies all around Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man wake her -- shake her Oh wake that girl with the blue dress on Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man Johnny come down To Hilo Johnny come down To Hilo Poor old man Poor old man Johnny come down To Hilo, poor old man
3.
Marguerite traditional, arranged by Pint & Dale Marguerite se promene, le long de son jardin Le long de son jardin sur le bord de l'ile Le long de son jardin sur le bord de l'eau Sur le bord du vaisseau Elle apercoit une barque, de bien trente matelots De bien trente matelot sur le bord de l'ile De bien trente matelot sur le bord de l'eau Sur le bord du vaisseau Le plus jeune des trente Chantait-t-une chanson Chantait-t-une chanson sur le bord de l'ile Chantait-t-une chanson sur le bord de l'eau Sur le bord du vaisseau La chanson que tu chan-tes j'aimerais bien la savoir J'aimerais bien la savoir sur le bord de l'ile J'aimerais bien la savoir sur le bord de l'eau Sur le bord du vaisseau Embarquez dans ma barque, je vous l'apprendrerai Je vous l'apprendrerai sur le bord de l'ile Je vous l'apprendrerai sur le bord de l'eau Sur le bord du vaisseau Quand elle fut dans la barque elle s'y mit a pleurer Ell s'y mit a pleurer sur le bord de l'ile Ell s'y mit a pleurer sur le bord de l'eau Sur le bord du vaisseau N'y pleurez pas, ma belle, c'est de l'argent prete C'est de largent prete sur le bord de l'ile C'est de largent prete sur le bord de l'eau Sur le bord du vaisseau
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Round the Corner Sally traditional arranged by Pint & Dale Round the corner we must go Round the corner Sally Round the corner in the ice and snow Round the corner Sally Round the corner we will fly Round the corner Sally Round the corner by 'n' by Round the corner Sally Sally brown she's the gal for me She's waitin there by the mango tree She loves me deep she loves me long She loves me hot she loves me strong Round the corner Sally Round the corner we must go Round the corner Sally Round the corner in the ice and snow Round the corner Sally Round the corner we will fly Round the corner Sally Round the corner by 'n' by Round the corner Sally Wish I had that gal in tow I'd tow her up to Cally O Where every man has a flowin' bowl That Sally she's a cheery soul Round the corner Sally Round the corner we must go Round the corner Sally Round the corner in the ice and snow Round the corner Sally Round the corner we will fly Round the corner Sally Round the corner by 'n' by Round the corner Sally I thought I heard the old man say Just one more pull and then belay Just one more pull and that will do For we're the lads to kick 'er through So round er up and stretch her luff I think by god we've hauled enough Round the corner Sally
5.
The Beaches of Lukannon Rudyard Kipling I met my mates in the morning, and lo, that I am old The roaring of the ledges, the summer groundswell roll I heard them lift their chorus to drown the breaker's song The beaches of Lukannon, two million voices strong. Song of pleasant stations, beside the salt lagoon, Song of flow in squadrons that shuffle down the dune. Song of midnight dances that churn the seas to flame, The beaches of Lukannon, before the sealers came. I meet my mates in the morning, I'll never meet them more, We came and went in legions and darkened all the shore, Among the foam-flecked offing, as far as voice could reach, We hailed the landing parties, we sang them up the beach. The beaches of Lukannon, the winter wheat so tall, Dripping, crinkled lichen, the sea fog drenching all, The porches of our playground, all shining smooth and worn, The beaches of Lukannon, the home where we were born. I meet my mates in the morning, a broken scattered band, Men shoot us in the water, men club us on the sand, They send us to the salt house, like silly sheep and tame, Still, we sing, "Lukannon! before the sealers came!" Wheel down, wheel down to southard, oh guvaruska, go, And tell the salt sea viceroy the story of our woe, For like the empty shark's egg the tempests fling to shore, The beaches of Lukannon will know their sons no more.
6.
Sugar in the Hold traditional arranged by Pint and Dale Well, I wish I was in Mobile Bay Screwing cotton all the day But I'm stowin' sugar in the hold below Below, below, below Hey ho below below Stowin' sugar in the hold below Hey ho below below Stowin' sugar in the hold below The J.M. White is a new boat Stem to stern she's mighty fine Beat any boat on the Orleans Line Stowin sugar in the hold below Now the engineer shouts through his trumpet Tells the mate he's got bad news Can't get any steam for the fire in the flue Stowin' sugar in the hold below The Captain stands on the quarterdeck Scratchin' way at his old neck And he says "Now heave the larboard lead" Stowin' sugar in the hold below So, I wish I was in Mobile Bay Screwing cotton all the day But I'm stowin' sugar in the hold below Below, below, below
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04:15
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The Tryphina's Extra Hand C. Fox Smith In the clipper ship Tryphina Swingin' nor'ard from the line With the trade wind blowin' steady And her flyin' kites ashine Five and sixty days from Angier With her freight of Foochow teas There a sailor man lay dyin' And the words he spoke were these: Many a year I've knowed this packet And I've got to like her well And I've not much hope of heaven And I've not much use for hell But if so be as they'll let me By the great hookblock I swear When the old Tryphina wants me Dead as livin' I'll be there There'll be one more at the haliards There'll be one more on the yard Fistin' down them thundering courses When they're frosted good and hard One more tallyin' on the forebrace When the waist's neck deep in foam One more hand to sweat the tops'l's up And sheet t'ga'ns'l's home So just off the Western islands When he smell't the land he died And they laid a back the main y'rd And they dropped him overside Then they squared away for England Pulley haulin' with a will But for all they thought they'd left him He sailed aboard her still And the chaps as was his shipmates Went the way as all chaps go and the folks as was her owners Sold the old ship long ago But whoever owned or sold her And whoever went or came The Tryphina's extra hand He sailed aboard her just the same And he never signed no articles He never drawed no pay He never scoffed no vittles But by night as well as day Though you'd never know his comin' Nor you'd never see him go He'd be always somewheres handy When it's comin' on a blow And he'd stand by wheel and lookout And you'd kind of feel him near Kind of see him and not see him Kind of hear him and not hear And the funny thing about it Was you somehow couldn't swear Though you knew it sure as shootin' When the extra hand was there And in port when all the chaps had gone Ashore to take their ease And left the ship as lonely And as quiet as you please Not a blessed soul aboard her But the galley cat and you Then you'd hear a sort of somethin' More than once I've heard it too Like a feller up aloft there Putterin around amongst the gear Seizing there another rat line Putting on a mousing here And rum-tumming old tunes over Such as shell backs used to know In the good old China tea trade Many, many's the year ago
9.
Haul on the Bowline traditional Haul on the bowline Kitty is me darlin' Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul Haul on the bowline so early in the mornin' Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul Haul on the bowline before the day is dawnin' Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul Haul on the bowline the fore t'gallant bowline Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul Haul on the bowline the wind she is a-howlin' Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul Haul on the bowline the mate he is a-growlin' Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul Haul on the bowline we'll either break or bend it Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul Haul on the bowline we're men enough to mend it Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul Haul on the bowline we'll haul away together Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul Haul on the bowline we'll hang for better weather Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul Haul on the bowline the bonnie, bonnie bowline Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul Haul on the bowline up to the jaybird' altar Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul prettiest girl I ever saw was cruisin' on the water Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul I went down to New Orleans and got there on a Monday Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul threw me in the callaboose for drinkin' rum on Sunday Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul haul on the bowline, the bowline, the bowline Haul on the bowline, the bowline, haul
10.
The Sailboat Malarkey traditional arranged by Pint and Dale Tell me, what is this sailboat's name? It's the sailboat Malarkey Tell me, what is this sailboat's name? It's the sailboat Malarkey Who is the man that built this fine boat? It's the sailboat Malarkey Richardson, Richardson built this fine boat It's the sailboat Malarkey And now me boys, we are bound out to sea It's the sailboat Malarkey Windward Caroline come down to me It's the sailboat Malarkey Tell me, what is this sailboat's name? It's the sailboat Malarkey Tell me, what is this sailboat's name? It's the sailboat Malarkey She's lovely aloft and she's lovely below It's the sailboat Malarkey but best on her back as you very well know It's the sailboat Malarkey So lift her up boys and bring her down It's the sailboat Malarkey And hang on tight as she bounces around It's the sailboat Malarkey Tell me, what is this sailboat's name? It's the sailboat Malarkey Tell me, what is this sailboat's name? It's the sailboat Malarkey I'd give the world, and all that I know It's the sailboat Malarkey To turn and roll with my Lucy-oh It's the sailboat Malarkey Away away in St George's town It's the sailboat Malarkey the rats come batting the houses down It's the sailboat Malarkey Tell me, what is this sailboat's name? It's the sailboat Malarkey Tell me, what is this sailboat's name? It's the sailboat Malarkey
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04:49
Blue Peter C.Fox Smith Last night when I left her my true love was weeping For sorrow at parting, but parting must be: What use for her tears, and what use to be keeping A lad by the fireside, that follows the sea? For the cold day's a-breaking, the town hardly waking, The moon like a ghost in the pale morning sky, And the Blue Peter's blowing, to tell ye we're going, and the gulls in the river all calling good-bye! The last hawser's cast and the tug whistle's blowing, The shore growing dim in the mist and the rain: And wide, very wide, is the world where we're going and long, very long, till ye see us again! Farewell and adieu to ye - still we'll be true to ye, Still we'll remember wherever we be, Hope we'll be meeting ye, hope you will be greeting Someday your sailor home from the sea! All in the cold morning, all in the grey weather On the sheds, and the shipping,the rain slating down, All hands to the capstan bars, roaring together A stave for farewell to the folk of the town: Hong Kong and Vancouver, Callao and Suva, The Cape and Kowloon, it's a very far cry From the slow river creeping by houses all sleeping, And the gulls in the wake of us calling good-bye!

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1997 album of sea songs, tunes, a cappella singing and rocking renditions of traditional shanties.

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released January 1, 1997

recorded, mixed and mastered at JB Productions, Bellevue, WA

produced by W.Pint and F. Dale

engineered by Jim "Faders" Bachman and Alicia Healey

graphics and layout by Adrienne Robineau

BIG THANKS department:
Alicia for stepping in to help, and Jim for letting her.
Andrew Calhoun at Waterbug for continuing to roll boulders up music biz hill.
Annette Brigham for continued support in all our musical endeavors.

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