Old childhood songs

Fairislecable

My lovely Dad used to sing the Sylvest song Miss Adventure:

That was my brother Sylvest’ (What’s he got?)
A row of forty medals on his chest (big chest!)
He killed fifty bad men in the west; he knows no rest.
Think of a man, hells’ fire, don’t push, just shove,
Plenty of room for you and me.
He’s got an arm like a leg (a ladies’ leg!)
And a punch that would sink a battleship (big ship!)
It takes all of the Army and the Navy to put the wind up Sylvest

He sang the main parts and we children chimed in.

Happy days 😊

Ooh thank you!
I really miss the days of hearing these songs.
I had totally forgotten that one.

Wouldn't it be great to have a time machine and pop back to watch your dad, with the children chiming in?

‘In a cavern, in a canyon
Excavating for a mine
Lived a miner, fortyniner,
And his daughter Clementine’

Also from the US we would sing Yankee Doodle, John Brown’s body, and When the Saints go Marching in.

There's a tiny house, by a tiny stream, where a lovely lass, had a lovely dream.
I'm not attempting to write the chorus!

grumppa

Does anyone else remember "Hey, hey clear the way, Here comes the galloping major".

Yes! "All the girls declare, I'm a gay old stager...."!!

I suddenly started to sing "Drink to me only with thine eyes and I will drink with mine" yesterday.

My parents used to harmonise to it.

Loads of songs come back to me from Guiding days. I wrote them all down at the time. Maybe I can find my notebook. (I also kept one of games we played but I can't understand most of the descriptios of the games!)

Many of those already mentioned as well as -

The Miller of Dee
Sweet Polly Oliver
Barbara Allan

grumppa - yes I do! We used to bounce the children on our knees to this one!

"Bumpity, bumpity,bumpity, bump.
As if I was riding my charger.
Bumpity, bumpity,bumpity, bump.
As proud as an Indian Rajah.
All the girls declare
That I'm a gay old stager.
Hey, hey, clear the way,
Here comes the galloping Major"

sandelf

I wish community singing was popular now - I like to sing, but not as a show.

I think it still is. DD recently joined a show time choir. They do not perform in public but meet up to sing songs from the shows.

You just need to look and enuire.

Jug of Punch
Marianina
Linden Lea
British Grenadiers

Re rather risque music hall songs - my granny taught me "When I take my morning promenade" ( Marie Lloyd " ) !

It's on YouTube, look it up - it's " of it's time" as they say!

xxx

I had a little pony
His name was Dapple Grey
I lent him to a lady
To ride a mile away
She whipped him
And she slashed him
She rode through the mire
I'll never lend my pony
For any lady's hire

Clippety clop goes my little pony
Galloping over the roadway stony
On he goes
Up he goes
Then he goes down
Galloping gaily into town

Horses, horses, I've got horses
White and dapple grey
Horses, horses, I've got horses
White and dapple grey

When I give them oats to eat
They jump five and twenty feet
Horses, horses, I've got horses
White and dapple grey

Horsey, horsey, don't you stop
Just let your hooves go clippety clop
Tail go swish and the wheels go round
Giddy up! We're homeward bound

How much is that doggy in the window?
The one with the waggly tail?
How much is that doggy in the window?
I do hope that doggy's for sale

I'm gonna sow the seeds of deep devotion, fertilise it with emotion.
Waterwith deep desire, and then I'll reap the harvest of love (rapserry, baaah!)

Magenta8 I only ever knew the last verse, so thank you!

So many old favourites here. Great thread Foxglove77

I loved
Gilly Gilly Ossenfeffer Katzenellenbogen by the Sea

That's brilliant!
How do you remember that?!

How about Mares eat oats, and dows eat oats and little lambs eat ivy??
I never knew the proper words to it.

A kid'll eat ivy, too.
Wouldn't you?

Oh Shenandoah l long to see you ...

London's Burning, London's burning - a round in primary school l think.

MissAdventure

How much is that doggy in the window?
The one with the waggly tail?
How much is that doggy in the window?
I do hope that doggy's for sale

We used to sing "Window the in doggy that is much how . . . )(etcetera)

That's clever.
I have never been able to do that

Maresey dotes and dozy dotes
And little lamsey tivy
A kidle etivey too
Woodent ewe

If the words sound queer and funny to your ear.

Sing:

Mares eat oats and does eat oats
And little lambs eat ivy
A kid'll eat ivy too
Wouldn't you?

Does anybody remember "The Bogey Man" with Henry Hall?

Marmin

I am still word perfect on 'When father papered the parlour' thanks to my grandad singing it almost daily.

'Dabbing it here, dabbing it there
Paste & paper everywhere......'

Oh that's got me remembering now.