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Dandoo / The Wee Cooper o' Fife / The Scolding Wife / Gentle Fair Jenny / Jennifer Gentle / As the Dew Flies over the Green Vallee / Robin-a-Thrush / Rissolty Rossolty / Hobblety Bobblety / Nickety Nackety / The Wife Wrapt in Wether's Skin (Child No. 277) (1962) - Sung by Peggy Seeger on "The Three Sisters" (1962).
Note by Kevin W.:
This is Jean Ritchie's rewritten text. As far as I am aware Jean never recorded these lyrics herself. It was printed by Alan Lomax in "The Folk Songs of North America", Page 167; 1960.
Why this text exists is a bit of a mystery. Richard Matteson from the bluegrassmessengers website has offered the guess that Jean rewrote the lyrics for the Lomax book to avoid copyright issues. She copyrighted her traditional family lyrics in 1961.
Song transcription:
Sweet William married him a wife,
Gentle fair Jenny, come Rosemary
To be the comfort of his life,
The dew flies over the green valley.
He married his wife, he took her home,
But I think her married a little too soon.
His wife would neither card nor spin,
For fear of spoiling her delicate skin.
His wife would neither bake nor brew
For fear of spoiling her high-heeled shoe.
Sweet William come in from a-jogging the plough,
It's, 'O my sweet wife, is the food ready now?'
"There's cheese and johnny-cake on the shelf,
If you want any more you can get it yourself.'
Sweet William has gone out to his barn,
And there he's taken his sheepskin down.
He laid the sheepskin over her back,
And with two little willows went wickety whack.
'I'll tell my family and all my kin,
How you this quarrel did begin.'
'Go tell your family and all your kin,
That I was tanning my old sheepskin,
Now he comes in from a-jogging the plough,
It's 'Sit you down, sir, the meal's ready now.'
Now they live free from care and strife,
And she makes William a very good wife.
Dandoo / The Wee Cooper o' Fife / The Scolding Wife / Gentle Fair Jenny / Jennifer Gentle / As the Dew Flies over the Green Vallee / Robin-a-Thrush / Rissolty Rossolty / Hobblety Bobblety / Nickety Nackety / The Wife Wrapt in Wether's Skin (Child No. 277) (1962) - Sung by Peggy Seeger on "The Three Sisters" (1962).
Note by Kevin W.:
This is Jean Ritchie's rewritten text. As far as I am aware Jean never recorded these lyrics herself. It was printed by Alan Lomax in "The Folk Songs of North America", Page 167; 1960.
Why this text exists is a bit of a mystery. Richard Matteson from the bluegrassmessengers website has offered the guess that Jean rewrote the lyrics for the Lomax book to avoid copyright issues. She copyrighted her traditional family lyrics in 1961.
Song transcription:
Sweet William married him a wife,
Gentle fair Jenny, come Rosemary
To be the comfort of his life,
The dew flies over the green valley.
He married his wife, he took her home,
But I think her married a little too soon.
His wife would neither card nor spin,
For fear of spoiling her delicate skin.
His wife would neither bake nor brew
For fear of spoiling her high-heeled shoe.
Sweet William come in from a-jogging the plough,
It's, 'O my sweet wife, is the food ready now?'
"There's cheese and johnny-cake on the shelf,
If you want any more you can get it yourself.'
Sweet William has gone out to his barn,
And there he's taken his sheepskin down.
He laid the sheepskin over her back,
And with two little willows went wickety whack.
'I'll tell my family and all my kin,
How you this quarrel did begin.'
'Go tell your family and all your kin,
That I was tanning my old sheepskin,
Now he comes in from a-jogging the plough,
It's 'Sit you down, sir, the meal's ready now.'
Now they live free from care and strife,
And she makes William a very good wife.


![The Grey Selkie of Sule Skerry (Child 113) - James Henderson
The Grey Silkie / The Selkie / The Great Selchie of Shool Skerrie / The Great Silkie of Sule Skerry (Child No. 113) - One verse sung and the remainder recited by James Henderson of South Ronaldsay, Orkney, Scotland. He learned the song from his mother. Recorded by Alan J. Bruford on September 4th, 1970.
Notes by Kevin W.:
Alan J. Bruford wrote an extensive article on this ballad: The Grey Selkie in E B Lyle (ed), Ballad Studies. Cambridge: D S Brewer for the Folklore Society, 1976:
https://open.journals.ed.ac.uk/ScottishStudies/article/view/480/506
James Henderson told him he was scolded by his school teacher as a boy that he could never hold the tune. He sang it different each time Alan visited him, theres no certainty of his tune.
Compare this to a text sung by John Sinclair of Flotta, Orkney. Recorded by Sean Davies in July 1955:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v JLb8FIOwgI
And to a fragment sung by John G. Halcro of South Ronaldsay, Orkney. Recorded by Alan J. Bruford in 1973:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tYjuQxfUkxc
Song transcription:
There lived a maid in the Norway lands;
Hush ba loo lil-ly, she did sing:
I dinna ken where my babes father is
Or what lands he travels in.
Now it happened one night
As this fair maid lay fast asleep
That in there came a grey selkie
And laid himself down at her bed feet,
Crying Awake, awake, my pretty maid
For thy babes fathers sitting at thy bed feet.
For Im a man upon the land
A selkie in the sea,
And I do come from the Wastard o Hoy,
Which wise men do call Sule Skerrie.
My name it is good Hyne Malair;
An I earn my livin by the sea,
An when Im far from evry shore
Its then I am in Sule Skerrie.
Oh, what a fate, what a weary fate
What a weary fates been laid for me,
That a selkie should come from the Wastard o Hoy
To the Norway lands to have a babe with me.
Oh, I will wed thee with a ring,
With a ring, my dear, Ill wed with thee.
Thou may wed thus weds with whom thou wilt,
But Im sure thoull neer wed none wi me.
Then thou shalt nurse thy little wee son
For seven long years upon thy knee;
And at the end of seven years
Ill come an pay thy nurses fee.
Its, oh, shes nursed her little wee son
For seven years upon her knee
And hes come back a gay gentleman
With a coffer of gold and white monie.
She says, Ill wed thee with a ring
With a ring, my dear, Ill wed wi thee.
Thou may wed thees weds with whom thou wilt,
Im sure thoull neer wed none wi me.
But you will get a gunner good,
And aye a good gunner hell be,
And hell gaeng out on a May morning
And hell shoot the son and the grey selkie.
(So he took the son away and ...)
Ill put a gey gold chain about his neck,
[An a gey good gold chain itll be]
That if ever he comes to the Norway lands,
Its, oh, well know-ed he may be.
And, oh, she got a gunner good,
And aye a good gunner was he
And he gaed out one May morning
An he shot the son and the grey selkie.
(Then he returned and showed her this wonderful thing that hed found, the gold chain on the selkies neck ...)
Oh you have shot good Hyne Malair,
And oh, he was right kind to me.
She gied a sigh, sobbed aince or twice,
And then her tender heart did brak in three. The Grey Selkie of Sule Skerry (Child 113) - James Henderson](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/zRNiBHSGRRs/mqdefault.jpg)
![Willie Lost at Sea / The Cruel Grave (Roud 22567) (August 1986) - Duncan Williamson
Willie Lost at Sea / The Cruel Grave / Willie-O / The Bay of Biscay / Biscay-O (Roud No. 22567) / The Grey Cock (Child No. 248 Appendix) - Sung by Duncan Williamson, a Traveller of Furnace, Argyllshire, Scotland, later settled in Fife. He learned it from his grandmother Bett MacColl in Tarbert, Loch Fyne, Kintyre. Recorded by John D. Niles in August 1986 in the sitting room of a rented house in Auchtermuchty, Fife.
The original recording can be heard here:
https://search.library.wisc.edu/digital/AJHTREMELAEAR382
A biography of Duncan Williamson can be read here:
https://www.tobarandualchais.co.uk/person/4292?l=en
Linda Williamsons thesis on Scottish Traveller singing can be read here, its well worth your time if youre interested in Duncan Williamsons song repertoire: https://era.ed.ac.uk/handle/1842/8223
Note by Kevin W.:
Duncan called it The Cruel Grave or Willie Lost at Sea on different occasions.
This is a conflation of two songs, The Night Visiting Song (Roud No. 22568) which tells of a nightly visit between non ghostly lovers. And Willie-O or The Bay of Biscay (Roud No. 22567) which tells of a nightly visit by the ghost of a former lover. With the story and the way it is told being similar it makes sense that the two songs would merge in oral tradition. In this conflated form the song was popular with Irish Travellers and I do wonder if Bett MacColls song was originally learned from an Irish source.
A famous example was recorded from Mrs. Cecilia Costello of Birmingham who learned it from her Irish parents. Her text and tune are similar to Duncans but also include the cock bribery stanzas from The Grey Cock (Child No. 248).
Song transcription:
You see, Marie [*], to start with, love is a very fine thing. And sometimes people would carry love a wee bit too far, even beyond the grave.
So this tells a story of a young lady who was in love with a young sailor, and he was gone in the sea. He had sailed away, and he was gone for many many years. He was gone for many months, he was gone for years. But she still loved him, she could not forget him. And during the night she used to lie in her bed, praying to almighty God to send him back home to her. But unknown to her, he had been drowned at sea. And when someone is dead, theyre supposed to be forgotten, and let them sleep in peace. But with her praying every night for God to send him back, his soul could not rest. So one night his spirit came back to her to tell her to give him peace.
And this is what happened:
Oh its seven long years since my true love left me,
It is seven long years since he went to sea;
But another seven I will wait as pleasure,
Till he comes home and he marries me.
Now I lie in my bed and I often wonder,
I lie in my bed and I often pray,
I pray to my dearest God in Heaven,
Would he send my true love back home to me?
Now who-who is that there thats at my window?
He is keeping me out of my nights rest.
It is not my father, it is not my mother
Who is keeping me out of my nights rest.
He said, Open your door, love, oh let me in, love;
Will you open your door, will you let me in?
For I am cold, love, and I am weary,
And I am wet to the very skin.
So she opened the door with the greatest of pleasure,
She opened the door and she let him in;
She said, If youre my Willie, you have changed your colour,
Youre not like the young man I used to know.
So they got talking and went walking
Until the small cock he began to crow;
He said, I must away, dear, I can stay no longer,
Oh for its a far way I have to go.
She said, Willie, love, oh please dont leave me;
Willie dear, dont go back to sea;
Oh Willie, love, oh please dont leave me;
Oh Willie, wont you stay with me?
He said, I must away, dear, I can stay no longer,
For its a far way I have to go;
But when Im gone, dear, please pray no longer,
For never more can I come home to you.
The idea of the cock: when the cock crows at five oclock in the morning, all spirits must be home before the sun rises, you see? Thats why I said, When the small cock he began to crow, it means it tells ye, all evil must be gone when the sun rises. Well, all spirits must back to rest when the sun rises in the morning. The cock crows at five oclock. The small cock means the little cock crows at five oclock. He knew it was time for him to go back to his grave. And she begged him not to go, but he had to go. And the only thing he wanted her — to pray no more. To give him rest for evermore. Its called The Cruel Grave. That is a good old traditional ballad. I got the cup for that in Auchtermuchty. [**]
[*] Marie Jeffress, one of the more elderly members of John Niles folklore research team. Duncan deliberately included her by name, as she was seated right next to him, and he often singled out individual members of his audience for special acknowledgment.
[**] Duncan won the traditional mens singing competition at the Auchtermuchty Festival in Fife. Willie Lost at Sea / The Cruel Grave (Roud 22567) (August 1986) - Duncan Williamson](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/zSyC0GNt2Q4/mqdefault.jpg)
