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VISIT OUR SPONSORS:   Louisiana Renaissance Festival www.larf.net/ Renaissance Magazine www.renaissancemagazine.com/ The Ren Cruise www.therencruise.com/   SONGS Health to the Company performed by Wakefire from the album Midnight Circus https://www.wakefiremusic.com/  John Barleycorn performed by Water Street Bridge from the album Danse Macabre https://www.facebook.com/WaterStreetBridge/  The Night Pat Murphy Died performed by Whirly Jig from the album Thing A Ma Jig https://www.facebook.com/whirlyjig  Great To Be A Pirate performed by Whiskey Bards from the album The Recruiter...Free Rum Ain't Free https://www.facebook.com/whiskeybards/  Wild Mountain Thyme V4 performed by Whiskey Bay Rovers from the album Broadsides and Ballads https://facebook.com/whiskeybayrovers/  Hammered (Live) performed by Wicked Tinkers from the album Banger for Breakfast Two Guitars performed by Gypsy Rox from the album A Fiddler in Every Port Gypsy Laddio/Cantiga 353 performed by Gypsy Rox from the album A Fiddler in Every Port www.gypsyrox.com  The Rosie performed by Fugli http://www.povera.com  The Man In The Moon performed by Withe & Stone from the album The Circle Path www.witheandstone.com  Schottish (Trad.) performed by Wolgemut(“to be in a good mood”) from the album Danza https://wolgemut.net  Tempest performed by Voltaire from the album To the Bottom Of The Sea www.voltaire.net  Bonnie Ship The Diamond (Live) performed by Village Idiots from the album Guardians of the Renfaire https://www.facebook.com/the.village.idiots/  We Are Ye Banished Privateers performed by Ye Banished Privateers from the album First Night Back In Port http://yebanishedprivateers.com/  Bardsong performed by Zoe Alexander from the album Bardsong   HOW TO LISTEN Apple  www.podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/renaissance-festival-podcast/id74073024  Spotify www.spotify.com/artist/0UcBe1IGWeIQ4y22y3bWgi  Pandora  www.pandora.com/  Podbay  www.podbay.fm/show/74073024  Listennotes  www.listennotes.com/podcasts/renaissance-festival-podcast-minions-1Xd3YjQ7fWx/    HOW TO CONTACT US Post it on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/renfestmusic  Email us at [email protected] Call or text the castle at 478- castles (227-8537)   SONG LYRICS   A 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 So here's a health to the company and one to my lass Let's drink and be merry all out of one glass Let's drink and be merry, all grief to refrain For we may or might never all meet here again Here's a health to the wee lass that I love so well For style and for beauty there's none can excel There's a smile on her countenance as she sits upon my knee There is no man in this wide world as happy as me So here's a health to the company and one to my lass Let's drink and be merry all out of one glass Let's drink and be merry, all grief to refrain For we may or might never all meet here again Our ship lies at anchor, she is ready to dock I wish her safe landing without any shock And if ever I should meet you by land or by sea I will always remember your kindness to me So here's a health to the company and one to my lass Let's drink and be merry all out of one glass Let's drink and be merry, all grief to refrain For we may or might never all meet here again     John Barleycorn   There were three men, came out of the west Their fortunes for to try And these three men made a solemn vow John Barleycorn must die! Well, they've ploughed, They've sown, they've harrowed him in Threw clouds upon his head Till these three men were satisfied John Barleycorn was dead They've let him lie for a long long time Till the rains from heaven did fall And little sir John sprang up his head And so amazed them all They let him fly till the midsummer's day Till he looked both pale and wan, oh Then little Sir John has grown a long long beard And so became a man They have hired men with the scythes so sharp To cut him off at the knee, They rolled and they tied him around the waist Serving him most him barbarously They hired men with the sharp pitchforks To prick him to the heart And the loader he has served him worse than that For he's bound him to the cart Well, they've wheeled him 'round and 'round the field Till they came onto a barn And there they made their solemn oath Concerning a Barleycorn They hired men with the crab tree sticks To split him skin from bone, yeah But the miller he has served him worst and bad For he ground him between two stones Well there's beer all in the barrel And brandy in the glass, But little old sir John with his nut-brown bowl Proved the strongest man at last John Barleycorn, throw him up, throw him up! Now the huntsman, he can't hunt the fox Nor loudly blow his horn And the tinker he can't mend his pots Without John Barleycorn, John Barleycorn, John Barleycorn Barleycorn, Barleycorn John Barleycorn, John Barleycorn     The Night Pat Murphy Died   Oh the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget Some of the boys got loaded drunk, and they ain't got sober yet; As long as a bottle was passed around every man was feelin' gay O'Leary came with the bagpipes, some music for to play That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy That's how they showed their honour and their pride; They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died As Mrs. Murphy sat in the corner pouring out her grief Kelly and his gang came tearing down the street They went into an empty room and a bottle of whiskey stole They put the bottle with the corpse to keep that whiskey cold That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy That's how they showed their honour and their pride; They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died About two o'clock in the morning after empty'ing the jug Doyle rolls up the ice box lid to see poor Paddy's mug We stopped the clock so Mrs. Murphy couldn't tell the time And at a quarter after two we argued it was nine That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy That's how they showed their honour and their pride; They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died They stopped the hearse on George Street outside Sundance Saloon They all went in at half past eight and staggered out at noon They went up to the graveyard, so holy and sublime Found out when they got there, they'd left the corpse behind! That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy That's how they showed their honour and their pride; They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died Oh the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget Some of the boys got loaded drunk and they ain't been sober yet; As long as a bottle was passed around every man was feelin' gay O'Leary came with the bagpipes, some music for to play That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy That's how they showed their honour and their pride; They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died     Great to be a Pirate   Soon you'll be a dead man   Ain't it great to be a pirate, laddie To sail the seas and to end just like your daddy Draw your cutlass, spark your pistol's flash pan Steal gold to spend before you are a dead man soon you'll be a dead man.   Welcome to the ship, you're now one of the crew We've lots of fun since we have so much to do We've sails to mend, and decks for which to swab A bilge to pump, and lots of other jobs   There's lots of ropes, a-ready for the climbing We need a nesting' crow, since our last he went deck divin' And if you find, in Hell you are a doubter We're always runnin' short, of monkeys for the powder   Down in the galley, the bread is cooked with raisins To hide the maggots, in the flower Cookie's raisin' The water's going bad, in the barrels where its keepin' The rum is getting stronger, since the First Mate's heads been steepin'   In every port, the ladies there are waitin' To take the gold, from each man whose loins are achin' Then back to sea, to start it all again Or face the gallows, and become a freer man   all together tenor and bass finish with ""for soon you'll be a dead man.""   Ain't it great, to be a pirate, Laddie To sail the seas, and to hang just like your daddy Draw your cutlass, spark your pistol's flash pan Steal gold to spend, for soon you'll be a dead man for soon you'll be a dead man.     Wild Mountain Tyme   Oh, the summertime is comin' And the trees are sweetly bloomin' And the wild mountain thyme Grows around the purple heather Will you go? Lassie, will you go? And we'll all go together To pick wild mountain thyme All around the purple heather Will you go? Lassie, will you go? I will build my love a tower By yon pure and crystal fountain Yes and on it I will lay All the flowers of the mountain Will you go? Lassie, will ya go? And we will all go together To pick wild mountain thyme All around the purple heather Will you go? Lassie, will you go? If my true love won't come with me Then I would surely find another To pick wild mountain thyme All around the purple heather Will you go? Lassie, will ya go? And we will all go together To pick wild mountain thyme All around the purple heather Will you go? Will you go? Lassie will you go?     The Man in the Moon   The man in the moon dropped in last night He and Miss Muffet stopped in for a bite They said little boy blue was out for the night Chasing cows through the Milky Way They ask my opinion on kippers and kings And did I think trouble went around like a ring Did you ever hear such a curious thing Did you think it would make me cry I say to myself down and said where did you go Why did you leave as I started to grow They both shake their heads and softly said no It’s a trick of perspective you see Like all the king’s horses and all the kings men You’ve been marching away since this story began You went straight away in search of an end For something you thought might be Now I sit at a desk while my dreams all die The telephone rings, the debts pile high While I’d rather be somewhere up in the sky Singing songs with the man in the moon Twinkle twinkle little star How I wonder what you are Op above the world so high A diamond in the sky They both smiled and stood and said thanks for the tea But they had an appointment at a quarter to three They said look them up if by chance I was free They’d be happy to shine on down So I’m sleeping out in the yard tonight And I don’t care if the midges may bite For the stars overhead are a beautiful sight And the moon is shining down So when you sit at your desk in your dreams all die The telephone rings and the debts pile high Wouldn’t you rather be up in the sky Singing songs with the man in the moon Oh what a wonderful tune Singing songs with the man on the moon.       Bonnie Ship the Diamond   The Diamond is a ship, my lads For the Davis Strait we're bound The quay it is all garnished With bonnie lasses 'round Captain Thompson gives the order To sail the ocean wide Where the sun it never sets, my lads Nor darkness dims the sky For it's cheer up my lads Let your hearts never fail For the bonnie ship the Diamond Goes a-hunting for the whale Along the quay at Peterhead The lasses stand aroon Wi' their shawls all pulled around them And the saut tears runnin' doon Don't you weep, my bonnie wee lass Though you be left behind For the rose will grow on Greenland's ice Before we change our mind For it's cheer up my lads Let your hearts never fail For the bonnie ship the Diamond Goes a-hunting for the whale Here's a health to the Resolution Likewise the Eliza Swan Three cheers for the Battler of Montrose And the Diamond, ship of fame We wear the trousers o' the white The jackets o' the blue When we get back to Peterhead We'll hae sweethearts enou' For it's cheer up my lads Let your hearts never fail For the bonnie ship the Diamond Goes a-hunting for the whale It will be bright both day and night When the Greenland lads come hame Our ship full up with oil, my lads And money to our name We'll make the cradles for to rock And the blankets for to tear And every lass in Peterhead sing ""Hushabye, my dear"" For it's cheer up my lads Let your hearts never fail For the bonnie ship the Diamond Goes a-hunting for the whale For it's cheer up my lads Let your hearts never fail For the bonnie ship the Diamond Goes a-hunting for the whale     We are Ye Banished Privateers   Ye Banished Privateers In a filthy old tavern in the port of Belfast There sat a drunken laddie, he was tall as a scooner's mast He said ""My name is Charles and I am your king An' my royal arse on your ship you shall bring!"" Well I said ""You sure can swagger, but a king you are not"" And if I had that fucker here, I'd sure have him shot! ""But I need one more swabber, and we're leavin' tonight And you'll find the pay is good, can you sail, can you fight."" We are Ye Banished Privateers We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared We are Ye Banished Privateers We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer But Charlie was a weak one, a real worthless prick He threw up all the time 'cause the salt made 'em sick And when we were plundering a rich merchant ship He ran into hiding, trembling his lip But sea legs can grow on the weakest of lads It turned out some talent in fencing I had Once I grew fond of the pirate charade I'd be the first to dive into the fray We are Ye Banished Privateers We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared We are Ye Banished Privateers We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer We roamed all over the seven seas We plundered wherever there riches may be From ye coast of Tortuga to ye shores of Cape Horn We looted n' pillaged both poor and well born For each passing year an' each bottle of rum Had Charlie a more vicious pirate become One with the laddies so fearful and great He advanced to the rank of first mate We are Ye Banished Privateers We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared We are Ye Banished Privateers We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer But each thing so good, must come to an end And Charlie a letter from England was sent It turned that rascal was truly our king He returned from his exile during the spring I gave them my blessing to rove n' I said ""A yearly wager in gold you'll be paid But back home to England you cannot return For you are the scum of the Earth I have learned!"" We are Ye Banished Privateers We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared We are Ye Banished Privateers We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer We are Ye Banished Privateers We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared We are Ye Banished Privateers We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer We are Ye Banished Privateers We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared We are Ye Banished Privateers We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer!