My God, if we sang these at school, I might not be the bitter old man I am.
I love these songs.
On 11/9/07, kasper salonen <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> kid traditions like this are alive & well in places like Jamaica, I
> think. it's a cultural thing, so vanishing must be due to
> (cross-)cultural factors.
>
> we sang some songs at assembly every morning in England, primary &
> secondary. in middle school (I was only there for a while) things got
> more serious. I don't remember it much, but Iloved that old building.
>
> KS
>
> On 09/11/2007, Max Richards <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> > At school (near Wellington NZ) in 1949 we boys and girls sang:
> >
> > 'Twas on a Monday morning
> > When I beheld my darling,
> > She looked so neat and charming
> > In ev'ry high degree.
> > She looked so neat and nimble, O,
> > A-washing of her linen, O,
> > Dashing away with the smoothing iron,
> > Dashing away with the smoothing iron,
> > She stole my heart away.
> >
> > 'Twas on a Tuesday morning
> > When I beheld my darling,
> > She looked so neat and charming
> > In ev'ry high degree.
> > She looked so neat and nimble, O,
> > A-hanging out her linen, O
> > Dashing away with the smoothing iron,
> > She stole my heart away.
> >
> > 'Twas on a Wednesday morning . .
> > A-starching of her linen . . . .
> >
> > 'Twas on a Thursday morning . . . .
> > A-ironing of her linen . . . .
> >
> > 'Twas on a Friday morning . . . .
> > A-folding of her linen . . . .
> >
> > 'Twas on a Saturday morning . . . .
> > A-airing of her linen . . . .
> >
> > 'Twas on a Sunday morning . . . .
> > When I beheld my darling,
> > She looked so neat and charming
> > In ev'ry high degree.
> > She looked so neat and nimble, O,
> > A-wearing of her linen, O,
> > Dashing away with the smoothing iron,
> > Dashing away with the smoothing iron,
> > She stole my heart away.
> >
> >
> > One website says it's from Somerset.
> > I was doing my ironing, and my darling wife's just now,
> > singing to myself...
> > (But who wears linen?)
> > We also sang 'Barbara Allen', and
> > 'Early one morning just as the sun was rising
> > I heard a maiden singing in the valley below,
> > Who'll buy my lavender, sweet scented lavender,
> > Lavender three pennies a ...something... come buy.
> >
> > I wonder how widespread such song-singing was, and when it vanished...
> >
> > Max, now in Melbourne
> >
>
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