Can anyone help Anna Guigne with the following songs from the
Kenneth Peacock Collection she's working on, please?

Thanks,

Julia
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Subject:                RE: A song search
Date sent:              Wed, 29 Nov 2000 15:10:31 -0330

On Wednesday, November 29, 2000 12:12 PM, Anna Guigne [SMTP:[log in to unmask]]
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>
>
> > Dear Julia:
> > I wonder if you could help me with something. I have two songs in the
> > Peacock collectin which are from the United Kingdom and I can't find a source for
> > anywhere here. I've tried a few places but nothing seems to match.
> > the first one is
> >
> > Goodbye John But Don't Stop Long
> >
> >
> > Oh  my Nance she was a lass , me b'ys, of fifteenstone full weihgt,
> > And her face it was a face , me b'ys, like a good-sized dinner plate.
> > My Nance she keeped a goods-stuff shop  as your eyes do good to see,
> > Lollypops and tom-tom drops, but there's none sop sweet as she.
> >
> > Chorus:
> >     Oh it's good bye John, but don't stop log
> >     Soon come back to your old chick-a-biddy,
> >     For my heart beats so that the winds do blow
> >     That takes away my sailor.
> >
> > There are two more verses followed by  a spoken passage (very fast)
> >
> > Ha lads as 'm a British  sailor, stand by and see a British maiden  when in
> > distress. Now to shiver me timbers take the reefs out of me  slacks, and
> > quid
> > out of me mouth. Went to work for three quaters of an hour and here she was
> > sinking for the third time. I grabs her by the hair-those dear little locks
> >  I loved. She cries  "Save, sav!" when all of her hair came off. She  never
> > told me she wore a waterfall. And down to the bottom of the river Thames
> > she
> > went crying out:
> >
> >
> > Chorus
> >     Oh it's good bye John, but don't stop log
> >     Soon come back to your old chick-a-biddy,
> >     For my heart beats so that the winds do blow
> >     That takes away my sailor.
> >
> > I have found  one reference to the "Chickabiddy" refrain in "Wehman
> > Brothers  Irish Song Book" circa 1900  under the title "Chick biddy" As
> > Follows:
> >
> >     To Go is wrong don't stop long
> >     but come back to your old Chickabiddy
> >     For my hear tbeats so when away  you go from Pat and Dear Old Ireland"
> >
> > The rest of the song is quite different. This is the closest I've  been
> > able
> > to come.
> >
> > The second song  is
> >
> > "In Bright and Bonny Scotland"
> >
> >
> > Verse 1
> >
> > In Bright and Bonny Scotlanda where blooming bells do grow
> > There  dwelt a lovely maiden fair all in her youthful bloom;
> > Aand all day long the sheep do mind, it's on the banks of Boyne, (Clyde?)
> > Although her lot  of life was run she was the village pride.
> >
> >
> >  Verse 7
> >
> > And soon her lover was cut down, a bullet pierced his side
> > And form his colours he never flinched, right where he fell he died.
> > She rose him from that bloody spot and in her arms pressed
> > And when she tried to heal his wounds a balled passed through her breast
> >
> >
> > Anything you can do to help would be greatly appreciated. I've been able to
> > pin doown most of Peacock's unpublsihed stuff but there are a few hanagers-
> > on
> > such as these.  Feel free to forward this on. Many thanks for all your help
> > Anna Kearney Guigne
>



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