Jingle Bells

Dashing through the snow

On a one-horse open sleigh,

Over the fields we go,

Laughing all the way;

Bells on bob-tail ring,

Making spirits bright,

What fun it is to ride and sing

A sleighing song tonight, O

Jingle bells, jingle bells,

jingle all the way!

O what fun it is to ride

In a one-horse open sleigh

Jingle bells, jingle bells,

jingle all the way!

O what fun it is to ride

In a one-horse open sleigh

A day or two ago,

I thought I'd take a ride,

And soon Miss Fanny Bright

Was seated by my side;

The horse was lean and lank;

Misfortune seemed his lot;

He got into a drifted bank,

And we, we got upset. O

Jingle bells, jingle bells,

jingle all the way!

O what fun it is to ride

In a one-horse open sleigh

Jingle bells, jingle bells,

jingle all the way!

O what fun it is to ride

In a one-horse open sleigh

A day or two ago,

The story I must tell

I went out on the snow

And on my back I fell;

A gent was riding by

In a one-horse open sleigh,

He laughed as there

I sprawling lie,

But quickly drove away, O

Jingle bells, jingle bells,

jingle all the way!

O what fun it is to ride

In a one-horse open sleigh

Jingle bells, jingle bells,

jingle all the way!

O what fun it is to ride

In a one-horse open sleigh

Now the ground is white

Go it while you're young,

Take the girls tonight

And sing this sleighing song;

Just get a bob-tailed bay

Two-forty as his speed

Hitch him to an open sleigh

And crack! you'll take the lead, O

Jingle bells, jingle bells,

jingle all the way!

O what fun it is to ride

In a one-horse open sleigh

Jingle bells, jingle bells,

jingle all the way!

O what fun it is to ride

In a one-horse open sleigh

House Carpenter

Well met, well met, said an old true love

Well met, well met, said he

I just returned from the salt, salt sea

And it's all for the love of thee

Come in, come in, my own true love

And have a seat by me

Its been three-fourths of a long, long year

Since together we have been

I cant come in and I cant sit down

For I've only a moments time

They say you're married to a house carpenter

And your heart will never be mine

I couldve married the kings daughter fair

And she wouldve married me

But I have forsaken, her crowns of gold

And all for the love of thee

Now will you forsake your house carpenter

And come along with me

Ill take you where, the grass grows green

On the banks of the deep blue sea

Then she picked up her darling little babe

And kisses she gave it three

Saying stay right here you darling little babe

And keep your pop company

They had not been on the ship two weeks

Im sure it was not three

Til this true love began to weep and to mourn

And she wept most bitterly

Saying are you weeping for my silver and my gold?

Saying are you weeeping for my store?

Or are you weeping, for your house carpenter

Whose face youll never see no more?

I am not weeping for your silver and your gold

I am not weeping for your store

No I am weeping, for my darling little babe

Whose face ill never see no more

They had not been on the ship three weeks

Im sure it was not four

When there came a leak, in the bottom of the ship

And sank them for to rise no more

Carrickfergus

I wish I was in Carrickfergus

Only for nights in Ballygrand

I would swim over the deepest ocean

Only for nights in ballygrand

But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over

And neither have I the wings to fly

If I could find me a handy boatman

To ferry me over my love and I

My childhood days bring back sad reflections

Of happy times there spent so long ago

My boyhood friends and my own relations

Have all past on now with the melting snow

So I'll spend my days in this endless roving

Soft is the grass and shore, my bed is free

Oh to be home now in carrickfergus

On the long rode down to the salty sea

And in kilkenny it is reported

On marble stone there as black as ink

With gold and silver I would support her

But I'll sing no more now til I get a drink

For I'm drunk today and I'm seldom sober

The handsome rover from town to town

Ah but I'm sick now my days are number

Come all me young men and lay me down

Come all me young men and lay me down.

Вариант 2

I wish I was in Carrickfergus

Only for nights in Ballygrand

I would swim over the deepest ocean

The deepest ocean, my love to find

But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over

And neither have I the wings to fly

If I could find me a handsome boatman

To ferry me over my love and I

My childhood days bring back sweet reflections

The happy times I spent so long ago

My boyhood friends and kind relations

Have all past on now like melting snow

I'll spend my da - ys an endless rover

Soft is the grass and sure, my bed is free

Oh but to be back, in carrickfergus

To strike that lonely road, down by the sea

And in kilkenny it is reported

On marble stone there as black as ink

With gold and silver I would support her

But I'll sing no more now til I get a drink

For I'm drunk today and I'm seldom sober

A handsome rover from town to town

Ah but I'm sick now my days are numbered

Engine143

Along came the F15 the swiftest on the line

Running o'er the C&O road just twenty minutes behind

Running into Cevile head porters on the line

Receiving their strict orders from a station just behind

Georgie's mother came to him with a bucket on her arm

Saying my darling son be careful how you run

For many a man has lost his life in trying to make lost time

And if you run your engine right you'll get there just on time

Up the road he darted against the rocks he crushed

Upside down the engine turned and Georgie's breast did smash

His head was against the firebox door the flames are rolling high

I'm glad I was born for an engineer to die on the C&O road

The doctor said to Georgie my darling boy be still

Your life may yet be saved if it is God's blessed will

Oh no said George that will not do I want to die so free

I want to die for the engine I love one hundred and forty three

The doctor said to Georgie your life cannot be saved

Murdered upon a railroad and laid in a lonesome grave

His face was covered up with blood his eyes they could not see

And the very last words poor Georgie said was nearer my God to thee

Scarborough fair

Are you going to scarborough fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

She once was a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt

Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme

Without no seams nor needlework

Then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to find me an acre of land

Parsely, sage, rosemary, & thyme

Between the salt water and the sea strand

Then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather

Parsely, sage, rosemary & thyme

And to gather it all in a bunch of heather

Then she'll be a true love of mine

Are you going to scarborough fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

She once was a true love of mine