Sep 062011
 

Vaudeville isn’t dead. It’s not feeling so well… but it’s not dead.

A smart and stylish girl you see,
Belle of good society
Not too strict but rather free
Yet as right as right can be!
Never forward, never bold
Not too hot, and not too cold
But the very thing, I’m told,
That in your arms you’d like to hold.

The Tune: Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay in G (PDF)

Sep 052011
 

Sea Shanties are the best shanties.

A Halyard Shanty

A hundred years is a very long time,
Ho, yes, ho!
A hundred years is a very long time,
A hundred years ago.

They used to think that pigs could fly
Ho, yes, ho!
I don’t believe it, no, not I.
A hundred years ago.

They thought he moon was made of cheese.
Ho, yes, ho!
You can believe it if you please.
A hundred years ago.

They thought the stars were set a-light,
Ho, yes, ho!
By some good angel every night,
A hundred years ago.

They hung a man for making steam,
They cast his body in the stream.
A hundred years ago.

A hundred years is a very long time,
Ho, yes, ho!
A hundred years is a very long time,
A hundred years ago.

The Tune: A Hundred Years Ago in G (PDF)

Sep 032011
 

Kumbaya

Someone’s laughing, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s laughing, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s laughing, Lord, kumbayah,
O Lord, kumbayah.

Someone’s crying, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s crying, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s crying, Lord, kumbayah;
O Lord, kumbayah.

Someone’s praying, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s praying, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s praying, Lord, kumbayah;
O Lord, kumbayah.

Someone’s singing, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s singing, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s singing, Lord, kumbayah;
O Lord, kumbayah.

The tune: Kumbayah in G(ish) PDF

Sep 022011
 

Last night the Western Kentucky Hilltoppers lost to University of Kentucky 3 to 14 in what was really a beautiful football game. The Hilltoppers were on fire in the first quarter; I think the Kentucky had maybe a net gain of one yard in the first quarter. Maybe they got two or three… but Western held them to a number that the Kentucky students can reach without taking off their shoes.

What’s that got to do with moonshine, you ask. Well….. Probably nothing. I guess. Kinda made me nostalgic for good ol’ Western… and the top of the hill. I sure would like to go back there someday.

Come all you booze-buyers if you want to hear
About the kind of booze they sell around here.
Made way back in the swamps and hills
Where there’s plenty of moonshine stills.

Some moonshiners make pretty good stuff
Bootleggers use it to mix it up.
He’ll make one gallon, well he’ll make two
If you don’t mind boys, he’ll get the best of you.

One drop will make a rabbit whip a fool dog
And a taste will make a rabbit whip a wild hog.
It’ll make a toad spit in a black snake’s face
Make a hard shell preacher fall from grace.

The Tune: Kentucky Bootlegger in G (PDF)

Aug 312011
 

I danced in the morning when the world was young;
I danced in the moon and the stars and the sun;
I came down from heaven and I danced on the earth,
At Bethlehem I had My birth.

Dance, dance, wherever you may be;
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He.
And I lead you all, wherever you may be,
And I lead you all in the dance, said He.

I danced for the scribes and the Pharisees;
They wouldn’t dance, they wouldn’t follow me.
I danced for the fishermen James and John;
They came with Me so the dance went on.

Dance, dance, wherever you may be;
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He.
And I lead you all, wherever you may be,
And I lead you all in the dance, said He.

I danced on the Sabbath and I cured the lame;
The holy people said it was a shame.
They ripped, they stripped, they hung Me high–
Left Me there on the cross to die 

Dance, dance, wherever you may be;
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He.
And I lead you all, wherever you may be,
And I lead you all in the dance, said He.

I danced on a Friday when the world turned black;
It’s hard to dance with the devil on your back.
They buried My body, they thought I was gone —
But I am the Dance, and the Dance goes on!

Dance, dance, wherever you may be;
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He.
And I lead you all, wherever you may be,
And I lead you all in the dance, said He.

They cut me down and I leapt up high;
I am the life that will never, never die.
I’ll live in you if you’ll live in me —
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He.

Dance, dance, wherever you may be;
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He.
And I lead you all, wherever you may be,
And I lead you all in the dance, said He.

The Tune: The Lord of the Dance in D (PDF)

Aug 262011
 

Here comes the bride… all filled with pride.

I don’t know what possessed me to actually post this today… other than maybe having “here comes the bride: big, fat and wide” stuck in my head. But, here it is… should there ever be a need for it. A bridal march tinwhistle parody.

Actually, I’m surprised there hasn’t been a request….

And here comes the usher, grand toilet flusher…

The tune: Bridal March in G (PDF)