Civil War 00:00 The English March 00:25 John Gwyn's Air 01:05 When the King Enjoys His Own Again 03:50 When Cannons Are Roaring Marlborough 05:18 Over the Hills and Far Away 07:59 Sergeant Morris' Song Seven Years War 09:20 The Marquis of Granby 10:05 The Girl I Left Behind Me 11:02 How Stands the Glass Around? 12:54 Hot Stuff America's War of Independence 14:55 The Grenadier's March 16:35 Light Infantry Song 18:42 Over the Water to Charlie 20:01 Roslyn Castle 21:16 The British Grenadiers Napoleonic Wars 23:27 Love, Farewell 24:29 One and All 26:34 The Owl 27:35 The Rogues' March 28:49 Sahagun 30:47 Lochaber No More 33:14 The Sodger's Return Crimea 35:10 Hey for the Life of a Soldier 37:06 Paddy's Resource 38:01 Cheer Boys Cheer Indian Wars 39:40 Bang Upon the Big Drum 42:12 Here's to the Last One to Die Late 19th Century 44:24 The Jolly Die-Hards 46:09 Colonel Burnaby 48:10 The Connaught Rangers South Africa 50:48 Rory O'More 51:26 Razors in the Air 52:16 The Wagon Loafers 54:03 Soldiers of the Queen [Reposting for my own ease, not my comment]
Came here to listen to my father (Colour Sergeant William Verdon) playing lead Clarinet, but left very humbled and gratified that he and his fellow Guardsmen and the Druids have given so much joy to you all. I know he'd be chuffed to see these lovely comments if he were still with us.
They were real good on this mate. I wish they could have made more. I’m sure your father is smiling on all of us knowing him and his fellow guardsmen made great music for us to enjoy. Much love from across the pond!
That is truly amazing, then I say Sir, God bless your Father and all who made this wonderful collection of battle hymns, just know that this album and in turn your beloved Father has provided me with optimism and dare I say it a proud; passionate tear to my eye, I cannot get enough of this to be honest, it is something within us internally, in the soul that even our musicians are magical, like our Monarchy. It's touches my inner Briton and feels me with joy and optimism; makes me proud that we had such astute musicians whose instrumentation is truly sublime Sir! 🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧 Huzzah for ole' nosey!
Hi Denis, Mike Gray here! You may not remember but I recall the days when you, Peter and Billie-Sue (have I got that right) came to Eastbourne where we performing on the bandstand! It would have been in the late 60s-70s! We loved making this record and your dad was a friend and mentor to me as a young musician (I was the oboist on the album) and I was very sad when Pete called tell me the news of Bill's death. Best wishes Denis.
@@mikegray2609 Wow Mike, yes I do remember, despite being very young at the time. Thanks for your kind words. I hope you know that Bill thought very highly of you and you were one of the band whose name came up many time is conversation. Your playing on this is sublime, as I'm sure the other listeners will agree. Many thanks sir.
@@denisverdon2838 Denis thanks for this and you're very kind. It's of ongoing regret to me that Bill was taken from us (60 years old?) so early - I and others owe him so much for his example, musicianship, friendship and guidance. My very best wishes, Mike G
This may sound ridiculous…. Five years ago my baby son listed to this and it was one of the only things that calmed him…. Now, my newborn second son has been fussing for days. Out of desperation i found this and by the time we hit the third track he fell asleep. It’s quite a mystery…
@@radleytube this brings joy to all for one day we won't be ever able to hear such beautiful stories. So to answer your question, the nation of humanity.
Of course you ended up here too. I guess this is my time to say thank you for all the hard work you put into all of your content. A lot of people appreciate it.
This is beautiful! Some of it sounds like music from the colonial Era in the Cumberland/ Appalachian region in Tennessee before the American Revolution. My husband's family came there from England about 1810. They have passed down their music thru every generation until the present. I used to wonder
What an amazing piece of history. To think our lads back then were singing these tunes is beautiful and heartwarming to hear. Respect and RIP boys in harlech.
Fantastic album! The cover looks like the scene from 1970's 'Waterloo' when Wellington shouts, "Now, Maitland! Now's your time!" One of the most intense scenes in the film, I wish it wasn't so brief.
I really love that film! Years ago, there was an author of historical novels called Georgette Heyer. One of her novels was a fictional account of Waterloo, and also she wrote about the real thing (must check that I've got that right) For some reason I've always found the whole battle so interesting, in fact the whole Peninsular War has always interested me.
29:00 Wikipædia: "Sahagún (Spanish pronunciation: [sa(a)ˈɣun]) is a town in the province of León, Spain. It is the main town of the Leonese section of the Tierra de Campos district."
I bought a vinyl copy of this in the book shop at the National Army Museum 46 years ago! I wore out the vinyl ... and the machine that played it ... years ago. Never thought I'd hear it again. What a treat!
Non conoscevo l' uso massiccio della fisarmonica nella musica popolare inglese , denota una maggiore libertà di gestione del proprio tempo e di interpretazione dei fatti da parte dei non graduati fermo restando la rigorosa disciplina unita al rispetto del soldato questo è ciò permise la meravigliosa evacuazione della Normandia esempio sacro nei secoli della risolutezza inglese
The German king ! And his uncle was a traitor king of England, giving information on Englands defences and forces too Nazi Germany Adolf Hitler and he tried to get a deal with the Nazis that he could rule England for nazi Germany once they took over and won the war
I sang a lot of these songs when we had a going-away party for my British coworker Stevie. We got drunk and sang most of them! Good times! Rule Britannia! 🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧
as a long standing re enactor,these are songs i have sung with old comrades around many a campfire. brings a tear to my eye as most of them are long gone now thank you for putting this here.
Away, brave boys to Dublin jig, The girls to kiss, the whisky swig, And each as merry as a grig, Sing 'One and All'. But he that will not with us jog, Shall kiss no girls and drink no grog, For that he is a sorry dog, Sing 'One and All'. Chorus Then let the bells of Dublin ring, The Cornish boys are come to sing, With Irish lads God save the King, Sing 'One and All'. To those who by their colours stand, Great crowds shall shout throughout the land, There goes true blue, and hark the Band, Plays 'One and All'. But they who are not of good heart, And basely from their comrades part, Shall have the rogues march in a cart, Hoot 'One and All'. Chorus Whether we drink, or play, or fight, Or drunk, or sober, if we're right, We'll of our motto ne'er lose sight, Of 'One and All'. This principle where'er we go, Will meet respect from friend or foe, Then let the world our maxim know, 'Tis 'One and All'. Chorus But see the transport crowd the strand, We soon shall find on Irish land, 'Erin go Bragh' go hand in hand, With 'One and All'. And as for French and foreign foes, We'll twine the shamrock with the rose, And pull old Boney by the nose, Pull 'One and All'. Chorus But when the din of war is o'er, Our services required no more, We'll hail again our native shore, With 'One and All'. And then the Cornish Volunteer, Shall meet kind welcome, hearty cheer, Plenty of beef, and good strong beer, Drink 'One and All'. Chorus Then let the bells of Bodmin ring, The Cornish Irish lads shall sing, Drink to their sweethearts and their King, Drink 'One and All'.
These are excellent. As an up and coming re-enactor (as much as I can in this bloody pandemic) and historian of the British army in the 18th century this music is perfect. My friends don’t really understand but I’m glad you lads do! Rule Britannia 🇬🇧
ViciousRage , did you take up on the re-enacting ? I’ve been re-enacting in different periods and societies for 20 years . Currently Napoleonic as British Rifleman 🇬🇧
11:02 - How Stands The Glass Around? How stands the glass around For shame, ye take no care, me boys How stands the glass around Let mirth and wine abound The trumpets sound The colours, they are flying, boys To fight, kill or wound May we still be found Content with our hard fare, me boys On the cold, cold ground Why, soldiers, why Should we be melancholy, boys Why, soldiers, why Whose business ’tis to die What sighing fie Damn fear, drink on, be jolly boys ’Tis he, you or I Cold, hot, wet, or dry We’re always bound to follow, boys And scorn to fly Oh, 'tis but in vain I mean not to upbraid you, boys Oh, ’tis but in vain For soldiers to complain Should next campaign Send us to Him that made us, boys We’re free from pain But should we remain A bottle and kind landlady Cures all again ["Fie" is an exclamation of outrage or disgust.]
Fascinating how every era has a "sound". All these songs are of a similar type just as rock, the blues and rap is today. I did hear that once you reach your late teens that's it - you don't change your taste in music
I was brought up on classical music and folk and old rock and blues. During my teens I tried to fit in and the only new music that interested my brain was very fast race type music. Now Mid 20s and have returned to my roots hahaha
Completely untrue and i find the opposite is true , teens have narrow popular music taste which widens as they get older. I grew up in the rave era but now i listen to folk and classical music.
Something that is not well known, is that there is a hard cover book to go with This Excellent Album with the same Title, published at the time the LP came out in the 1970’s.🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧
1:05 What BOOKER doth prognosticate Concerning kings' or kingdoms' fate? I think myself to be as wise As he that gazeth on the skies; My skill goes beyond the depth of a POND, Or RIVERS in the greatest rain, Thereby I can tell all things will be well When the King enjoys his own again. There's neither SWALLOW, DOVE, nor DADE, Can soar more high, or deeper wade, Nor show a reason from the stars What causeth peace or civil wars; The Man in the Moon may wear out his shoon By running after Charles his wain: But all's to no end, for the times will not mend Till the King enjoys his own again. Though for a time we see Whitehall With cobwebs hanging on the wall Instead of silk and silver brave, Which formerly it used to have, With rich perfume in every room, - Delightful to that princely train, Which again you shall see, when the time it shall be, That the King enjoys his own again. Full forty years the royal crown Hath been his father's and his own; And is there any one but he That in the same should sharer be? For who better may the sceptre sway Than he that hath such right to reign? Then let's hope for a peace, for the wars will not cease Till the King enjoys his own again. Till then upon Ararat's hill My hope shall cast her anchor still, Until I see some peaceful dove Bring home the branch I dearly love; Then will I wait till the waters abate Which now disturb my troubled brain, Else never rejoice till I hear the voice That the King enjoys his own again. Ballad: When The King Enjoys His Own Again This is perhaps the most popular of all the Cavalier songs - a favour which it partly owes to the excellent melody with which it is associated. The song, says Mr Chappell, is ascertained to be by Martin Parker, by the following extract from the GOSSIPS' FEAST, or Moral Tales, 1647. "By my faith, Martin Parker never got a fairer treat: no, not when he indited that sweet ballad, When the King enjoys his own again." In the poet's Blind Man's Bough (or Buff), 1641, Martin Parker says, "Whatever yet was published by me Was known as Martin Parker, or M. P.;" but this song was printed without his name or initials, at a time when it would have been dangerous to give either his own name or that of his publisher. Ritson calls it the most famous song of any time or country. Invented to support the declining interest of Charles I., it served afterwards with more success to keep up the spirits of the Cavaliers, and promote the restoration of his son; an event which it was employed to celebrate all over the kingdom. At the Revolution of 1688, it of course became an adherent of the exiled King, whose cause it never deserted. It did equal service in 1715 and 1745. The tune appears to have been originally known as MARRY ME, MARRY ME, QUOTH THE BONNIE LASS. Booker, Pond, Hammond, Rivers, Swallow, Dade, and "The Man in the Moon," were all astrologers and Almanac makers in the early days of the civil war. "The Man in the Moon" appears to have been a loyalist in his predictions. Hammond's Almanac is called "bloody" because the compiler always took care to note the anniversary of the death, execution, or downfall of a Royalist. [Did WALKER no predictions lack In Hammond's bloody almanack? Foretelling things that would ensue, That all proves right, if lies be true; But why should not he the pillory foresee, Wherein poor Toby once was ta'en? And also foreknow to the gallows he must go When the King enjoys his own again?] (1) www.fullbooks.com/Cavalier-Songs-and-Ballads-of-England-from1.html
51:26 Come, my love, and go with me. Ah, my love, I'll meet you. Take you down to Tennessee Meet you by and by Wipe your eyes and don't you cry Come my love I'll meet you I'll be back to stop that sigh Meet you by and by. Hoe the corn, hoe the corn Moses! Hoe the corn, Moses hoe the corn. Get away from that window, my love and my dove. Get away from that window, don't ya hear? Oh my yes! Come some other night, for there's gonna be a fight. There'll be razors a flyin' in the air...
Non ho mai sopportato la parola Waterloo da piccolo riempivo tutti i quaderni di grandi N ma provo grande amore per la musica inglese e questo album è una graditssima sorpresa Britannia rules the way saluti a tutti voi da Pavia Italia
03:50 - When Cannons Are Roaring Soldiers with swords in hand to the walls coming, Horsemen about the streets riding and running. Sentinels on the walls, "On, on!" a-crying, Petards against the ports, wild fire a-flying! (Chorus) When cannons are roaring and bullets are flying, He that would honor win, must not fear dying! Trumpets on turrets high they are a-sounding, Drums beating out aloud, echoes resounding. Alarm bells in each place, they are a-ringing, Women with stones in laps to the walls bringing! (Chorus) When cannons are roaring and bullets are flying, He that would honor win, must not fear dying! Captains in open fields on their foes rushing, Gentlemen second them with their points pushing. Engineers in the trench earth, earth uprearing, Gunpowder in the mines, Pagans up-blowing! (Chorus) When cannons are roaring and bullets are flying, He that would honor win, must not fear dying! [A Petard is a type of old-fashioned bomb, essentially a small box filled with black powder, used in a similar manner as modern blasting charges. But against like castles, and stuff like that.] (I like how descriptive this song is, it really paints a picture with words.)
yeah im 16 and most of the music I listen to is stuff like this and folk music, as well as classical music. To be fair I'm mildly biased due to playing violin because most of it is to help me play. I've discovered that a lot of marches are good exercises to play.
These songs were still old when you were young. What makes you think these songs will lose poignancy with the passing of generations? These songs hold a timeless quality to those who have their hearts in Old Blighty, a love of history or simply have ears for good music.
@@matthewbowen8556 Because many of the youth today are embarrassed of our history, have a blinkered idea of what serving country is, in a non positive way, and prefer to sit behind a gaming screen!
16:35 - The British Light Infantry For battle prepared in their country's just cause, Their king to avenge and support all his laws; As fierce as the tiger, as swift as the roe, The British Light Infantry rush on their foe. Though rebels unnumber'd oppose their career, Their hearts are undaunted; they're strangers to fear; No obstacles hinder; relentless they go, And death and destruction attend every blow. The alarm of the drum and the cannon's loud roar; The musket's quick flash, but inflames them the more. No dangers dismay, for they fear no control, But glory and conquest inspires every soul. Whenever their foe stands arranged in their sight, With ardor impatient they pant for the fight; Rout, havoc, confusion they spread through the field, And rebellion and treason are forcèd to yield. [Ooh, forcèd! How fancèy.]
23:27 - Love, Farewell Come now brave boys, we're on for marching First for France, and then for Holland While cannons roar, and men are dying March brave boys, there's no denying Love, farewell I think I hear a colonel crying March brave boys, there's no denying Colors flying, drums are beating March brave boys, there's no retreating Love, farewell ["Colors" is another word for battle flags.] (The lyrics here are almost unrecognizable from the source material. End my suffering. (Although it's still a really good song.))
05:18 - Over The Hills And Far Away Hark, now, the drums beat up again For all true soldier gentlemen Then let us list and march, I say, Over the hills and far away Over the hills, and o'er the Main To Flanders, Portugal and Spain, Queen Anne commands and we'll obey, Over the hills and far away All gentlemen that have a mind To serve the queen that's good and kind, Come list and enter into pay, Then over the hills and far away Over the hills, and o'er the Main To Flanders, Portugal and Spain, Queen Anne commands and we'll obey, Over the hills and far away No more from sound of drum retreat, While Marlborough(?) and Galway beat The French and Spaniards every day, When over the hills and far away Over the hills, and o'er the Main To Flanders, Portugal and Spain, Queen Anne commands and we'll obey, Over the hills and far away [This is probably obvious, but "list" is an archaic form of the word "enlist."] (Sorry if not accurate, I couldn't find this version's lyrics online and wrote it by ear.)
12:54 - Hot Stuff Come, each death-doing dog who dares venture his neck, Come, follow the hero that goes to Quebec; Jump aboard of the transports, and loose every sail, Pay your debts at the tavern by giving leg-bail; And ye that love fighting shall soon have enough: O, Wolfe commands us, my boys; we shall give them Hot Stuff. Up the River St. Lawrence our troops shall advance, To the Grenadiers' March we will teach them to dance. Cape Breton we've taken, and next we will try At their capital to give them another black eye. Vaudreuil, 'tis in vain you pretend to look gruff, Those are coming who know how to give you Hot Stuff. With powder in his periwig, and snuff in his nose, Monsieur will run down our descent to oppose; And the Indians will come: but the light infantry Will soon oblige them to take to a tree. From such rascals as these may we fear a rebuff? Advance, grenadiers, and let fly your Hot Stuff! When the forty-seventh regiment is dashing ashore, While bullets are whistling and cannons do roar, Says Montcalm: "Those are Shirley's! I know the lappels." "You lie," says Ned Botwood, "for we are with Lascelles! "Though our clothing is changed, yet we scorn a powderpuff; "So at you, ye buster, here's give you Hot Stuff." ["Leg-bail" is an archaic expression meaning to run away/retreat. "Wolfe" refers to James Wolfe, commanding general of the British Army in Quebec during the Seven Years' War (also known as the French and Indian War), during which this song was written. "Hot Stuff" is a euphemism for gunfire. "Vaudreuil," I'm assuming, refers to Pierre de Rigaud de Vaudreuil de Cavagnial, marquis de Vaudreuil, who was Governor-General of New France at the time. A periwig is a stylized wig that was in-fashion at the time, think powdered wigs. "Snuff" is finely ground tobacco. "Montcalm" refers to Louis-Joseph de Montcalm, commander of the French forces in Quebec at the time. "Shirley" likely refers to Thomas Shirley, British officer, or his father William Shirley, governor of Massachusetts and organizer of the Louisbourg expedition, the subject of this song. Ned Botwood is the author of the lyrics to this song and was a British sergeant. "Lascelles" refers to Lieutenant-General Peregrine Lascelles, commander of the 47th (Lancashire) Regiment of Foot, of which Botwood was a member. I'm genuinely uncertain what a "powderpuff" is; if you can figure that out, please let me know.] (I think I researched too much about this song for the sake of clarification... I can't be the only one who thinks "Hot Stuff" sounds like slang for semen, right? Right?)
( To answer your question at the bottom there,) there's a final verse that they seem to have left out. With Monkton and Townsend, those brave brigadiers, I think we shall soon have the town 'bout their ears, And when we have done with the mortars and guns, If you please, Madam Abbess, a word with your nuns. Each soldier shall enter the convent in buff And then, never fear, we will give them Hot Stuff. (So think that does imply that hot stuff means semen, but I don't know why the grenadiers are advancing and letting fly their semen and all that other stuff lol.) Thank you for all the lyrics btw
@@britishmexico2372 I knew it. Also you're welcome for them lyrics, some of these were a real pain in the ass to type out but I'll probably do the rest today and tomorrow for the hell of it.
24:29 - One And All Away, brave boys to Dublin jig, The girls to kiss, the whisky swig, And each as merry as a grig, Sing "One and All." But he that will not with us jog, Shall kiss no girls and drink no grog, For that he is a sorry dog, Sing "One and All." (Chorus) Then let the bells of Dublin ring, The Cornish boys are come to sing With the Irish lads, "God Save The King," Sing "One and All." To those who by their colors stand, Great crowds shall shout throughout the land, "There goes true blue," and hark the Band, Plays "One and All." But they who are not of good heart, And basely from their comrades part, Shall have the rogues march in a cart, Hoot "One and All." (Chorus) Then let the bells of Dublin ring, The Cornish boys are come to sing With the Irish lads, "God Save The King," Sing "One and All." But see the transport crowd the strand, We soon shall find on Irish land, "Erin go Bragh" go hand in hand, With "One and All." And as for French and foreign foes, We'll twine the shamrock with the rose, And pull old Boney by the nose, Pull "One and All." (Chorus) Then let the bells of Dublin ring, The Cornish boys are come to sing With the Irish lads, "God Save The King," Sing "One and All." But when the din of war is o'er, Our services required no more, We'll hail again our native shore, With "One and All." And then the Cornish Volunteer, Shall meet kind welcome, hearty cheer, Plenty of beef, and good strong beer, Drink "One and All." (Chorus) Then let the bells of Bodmin ring, The Cornish Irish lads shall sing, Drink to their sweethearts and their King, Drink "One and All." ["One And All" is another way of saying "Everyone." It's also the motto of the county of Cornwall, from which this song originates. Dublin is the capital of Ireland (in case you don't know). A "jig" is a sort of dance. "Grig" is a Cornish word for cricket or grasshopper. "God Save The King" is the anthem of the United Kingdom. "True blue" means to possess unwavering loyalty. "Erin go Bragh" is the anglicization of the Irish phrase "Éirinn go Brách," which is used to express loyalty to Ireland, and is also the name of a Scottish folk song, which might be relevant? The shamrock is the national symbol of Ireland, while the rose is the national symbol of England; therefore, to "twine the shamrock with the rose" is an expression in favor of uniting England and Ireland. Bodmin is a town in Cornwall, from which this song may have originated.] (This song's got a nice jig to it.)
I remember me and my father drank half a bottle of Glengoyne a long time ago and had a jig to this song haha. And he’s not even British! Perhaps somewhere down the road a British soldier came to Mexico and settled down. That’s the only reason I can see that i enjoy these so much. Much love from across the pond! 🇺🇸
7:59 - Sergeant Morris's Song You madcaps of England who many would make And for your brave valor would faint undertake Come over to Flanders and there you shall see How many will make it, how fraught it will be As soon as you come to your enemies' land, Where fat goose and capon we have at command (Edited from: Where bastures(?) and capen you have at command) Sing, "Take them or eat them or let them alone," Sing, "Go out and fetch them or else you get none." Your sergeants and officers are very kind, If that you can flatter and speak to their mind They will free you from duty and all of the trouble Your money being gone, your duty comes double At last when you come to your enemies' walls, Where many a brave, gallant and gentle man falls And when you have done the best that you can, Your captain rewards you, "There dies a brave man." ["Capon" is a castrated male chicken, often fattened for consumption, "basture" is Middle English slang for prostitutes, and "capen" is Mid-Eng for gazes, basically their attention.] (also sorry if the lyrics are inaccurate, I typed this by ear because I couldn't find the lyrics again.)
I’m the singer on this track. I love your interpretation of the line and the accompanying info - as they say, “every day is a school day”. However the actual lyric is more simple and mundane. ‘As soon as we come to our enemy’s land Where fat goose and capon we have at command…’ Regards, John Adams
@@adelphiuk Oh, that's really cool of you! I couldn't for the life of me figure out what you were actually saying (sorry about that, I'll edit the line), but it's nice to know that one of the singers on here still gives a look at their work. If you don't mind me asking, what was your experience like during the recording of this album?
@@schroedingersband It was a year long project and really nice to work with a variety of people. In particular, working with musicians from the Band of the Scots Guards was hugely rewarding. Their professionalism and musical discipline was a lesson. And I think they found the casual approach of us folk singers quite amusing.
21:16 - The British Grenadiers Some talk of Alexander, and some of Hercules Of Conon and Lysander, and such great names as these. But of all the world's brave heroes, there's none that can compare. With a tow, row, row, row, row, to the British Grenadiers. Whene'er we are commanded to storm the palisades, Our leaders march with fuses, and we with hand grenades. We throw them from the glacis, about our enemies' ears. With a tow, row, row, row, row, to the British Grenadiers. Then let us crown a bumper, and drink a health to those Who carry caps and pouches, and wear the loopèd clothes. May they and their commanders live happy all their years. With a tow, row, row, row, row, to the British Grenadiers. [Alexander The Great, of course, and Hercules i.e. the hero guy from Greek mythos who had to do the 12 trials. (?). Lysander was the Spartan commander during the Peloponnesian War and won against Athens, bringing about a period of Spartan hegemony over Greece. Conon was the Athenian general that fought against Lysander at the battle of Aegospotami. A "Glacis" is a gently sloping bank astride a fort structure. "Crown a bumper" means to top off a large glass (of alcohol). Loopèd, fancèy.] (Yes, it's that song. The quintessential British Army cadence. Also these bastards changed some of the lyrics so I have no idea what those words in Line 2 are. If you can make it out, please tell.)
The third hero of antiquity mentioned at the start of the song is supposed to be Common, the Athenian general at the Battle of Aegospotami, if that helps at all.
I have just remembered that the complete line was "Of Hector and Lysander and such great names as these" I believe the song was in 'The Scottish Student's Song Book" which had been in my family since the 1950s but was older than that.
just youtube to mp3 and then burn it to a disk, there is actually a playlist with all of these songs somewhere, I mean they are definitely public domain lol
Myles, as far as i know this album is only available on vinyl LP and was never released on CD etc...however, you can google it and find the details of each band who played what.
10:05 - The Girl I Left Behind Me I'm lonesome since I crossed the hill, And o'er the moor and valley, Such grievous thoughts my heart do fill, Since parting with my Sally. I seek no more the fine or gay, For each does but remind me How swift the hours did pass away, With the girl I left behind me. O ne'er shall I forget the night, The stars were bright above me, And gently lent their silvery light When first she vowed to love me. But now I'm bound to Brighton camp - Kind heaven then pray guide me, And send me safely back again, To the girl I left behind me. [Fun fact, Brighton Camp in modern times supposedly has a thriving gay community, so this song is kinda unintentionally LGBT-coded, lol.] (This song feels shorter than it should be, and that's because it is. They left out a whole verse. Don't know why. It's such a pretty song. :( )
@@britishmexico2372...I specifically explained that in the footnotes? Okay, maybe it's not like explicit or anything, but the idea is that the singer could theoretically have a gay lover from Brighton Camp. It's not relevant to the history of the song in the time period during which it was written, but it came up during my research and I felt like including it as a modern anachronistic footnote. Hope that clears that up!
The Connaught Rangers (Lieutenant Charles Martin, ca 1890) In our army we're the best From the north, south east or west The best of boys are following the drum. We are mighty hard to bate, I may say without concate, Faith the enemy are welcome when they come. Be they Russiand, French or Dutch Sure it doesn't matter much, We're the boys to give 'em sugar in their tay For we're the Connaught Rangers, The lads to face all dangers, Fallaballah, fallaballah, Clear the way! cho: You may talk about your guards boys Your lancers and hussars boys Your fusiliers and royal artillery (without the guns) The girls we drive'em crazy, the foe we beat them easy The rangers from old Connaught, yaarrr, the land across the sea! Now allow me here to state, It is counted quite a trate, In old Ireland just for fight for friends's sake To crack your neighbor's head, Or maybe your own instead. Faith 'tis just the fun and glory of a wake So you see all Irish boys are accustomed to such noise It's as natural as drinking whiskey neat. For there's none among them all, from Kingston to Donegal, Like the gallant Connaught Ranger on his beat. Chorus T'was Bonaparte who said as the Frenchmen on he led Marshall Soult, be them the Rangers do you know? Faith says Soult, there's no mistake, to our heels we'd better take I think it's time for you and I to go. When the colleens hear their step, it makes their hearts to leap Aaargh, jewels will ye wist till Parrick's day? For they are the Connaught Rangers, the boys that fear no dangers And they're the lads that always take the sway. Chorus Now you haven't far to search, for the lads who best can march The lads that never fear the longest day, Faith you easily will know, their dashing step will show Tis the Connaught boys who always lead the way. If me words perhaps you doubt, come and join 'em on a route I'm thinkin' you'll not find it quite a treat; You'll see them in the van, you may catch them if you can Faith you'll have to travel fast or you'll be late. Chorus From Songs and Music of the Redcoats, Winstock
Nah, not that I could find but from time to time a vinyl of things like this pops up on ebay, its your best chance. If you know someone with the equipment they could make a digital recording off it.
I know this may be a stupid question but it’s been confusing for me… For the British grenadiers, is “tow row row” the drums or what is it supposed to mean?
Civil War 00:00 The English March 00:25 John Gwyn's Air 01:05 When the King Enjoys His Own Again 03:50 When Cannons Are Roaring Marlborough 05:18 Over the Hills and Far Away 07:59 Sergeant Morris' Song Seven Years War 09:20 The Marquis of Granby 10:05 The Girl I Left Behind Me 11:02 How Stands the Glass Around? 12:54 Hot Stuff America's War of Independence 14:55 The Grenadier's March 16:35 Light Infantry Song 18:42 Over the Water to Charlie 20:01 Roslyn Castle 21:16 The British Grenadiers Napoleonic Wars 23:27 Love, Farewell 24:29 One and All 26:34 The Owl 27:35 The Rogues' March 28:49 Sahagun 30:47 Lochaber No More 33:14 The Sodger's Return Crimea 35:10 Hey for the Life of a Soldier 37:06 Paddy's Resource 38:01 Cheer Boys Cheer Indian Wars 39:40 Bang Upon the Big Drum 42:12 Here's to the Last One to Die Late 19th Century 44:24 The Jolly Die-Hards 46:09 Colonel Burnaby 48:10 The Connaught Rangers South Africa 50:48 Rory O'More 51:26 Razors in the Air 52:16 The Wagon Loafers 54:03 Soldiers of the Queen
Civil War
00:00 The English March
00:25 John Gwyn's Air
01:05 When the King Enjoys His Own Again
03:50 When Cannons Are Roaring
Marlborough
05:18 Over the Hills and Far Away
07:59 Sergeant Morris' Song
Seven Years War
09:20 The Marquis of Granby
10:05 The Girl I Left Behind Me
11:02 How Stands the Glass Around?
12:54 Hot Stuff
America's War of Independence
14:55 The Grenadier's March
16:35 Light Infantry Song
18:42 Over the Water to Charlie
20:01 Roslyn Castle
21:16 The British Grenadiers
Napoleonic Wars
23:27 Love, Farewell
24:29 One and All
26:34 The Owl
27:35 The Rogues' March
28:49 Sahagun
30:47 Lochaber No More
33:14 The Sodger's Return
Crimea
35:10 Hey for the Life of a Soldier
37:06 Paddy's Resource
38:01 Cheer Boys Cheer
Indian Wars
39:40 Bang Upon the Big Drum
42:12 Here's to the Last One to Die
Late 19th Century
44:24 The Jolly Die-Hards
46:09 Colonel Burnaby
48:10 The Connaught Rangers
South Africa
50:48 Rory O'More
51:26 Razors in the Air
52:16 The Wagon Loafers
54:03 Soldiers of the Queen
[Reposting for my own ease, not my comment]
Came here to listen to my father (Colour Sergeant William Verdon) playing lead Clarinet, but left very humbled and gratified that he and his fellow Guardsmen and the Druids have given so much joy to you all. I know he'd be chuffed to see these lovely comments if he were still with us.
They were real good on this mate. I wish they could have made more. I’m sure your father is smiling on all of us knowing him and his fellow guardsmen made great music for us to enjoy.
Much love from across the pond!
That is truly amazing, then I say Sir, God bless your Father and all who made this wonderful collection of battle hymns, just know that this album and in turn your beloved Father has provided me with optimism and dare I say it a proud; passionate tear to my eye, I cannot get enough of this to be honest, it is something within us internally, in the soul that even our musicians are magical, like our Monarchy. It's touches my inner Briton and feels me with joy and optimism; makes me proud that we had such astute musicians whose instrumentation is truly sublime Sir! 🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧 Huzzah for ole' nosey!
Hi Denis, Mike Gray here! You may not remember but I recall the days when you, Peter and Billie-Sue (have I got that right) came to Eastbourne where we performing on the bandstand! It would have been in the late 60s-70s! We loved making this record and your dad was a friend and mentor to me as a young musician (I was the oboist on the album) and I was very sad when Pete called tell me the news of Bill's death. Best wishes Denis.
@@mikegray2609 Wow Mike, yes I do remember, despite being very young at the time. Thanks for your kind words. I hope you know that Bill thought very highly of you and you were one of the band whose name came up many time is conversation. Your playing on this is sublime, as I'm sure the other listeners will agree. Many thanks sir.
@@denisverdon2838 Denis thanks for this and you're very kind. It's of ongoing regret to me that Bill was taken from us (60 years old?) so early - I and others owe him so much for his example, musicianship, friendship and guidance. My very best wishes, Mike G
This may sound ridiculous…. Five years ago my baby son listed to this and it was one of the only things that calmed him…. Now, my newborn second son has been fussing for days. Out of desperation i found this and by the time we hit the third track he fell asleep. It’s quite a mystery…
just give them back to the mother?
No lies, I've calmed my two boys and now my baby girl to this soundtrack. I can't believe someone else has found success with this.
That is so strange, but it is melodic and calming, and the rhythmic repetition probably soothes. It does to me anyway.
35:10 relevant track.
@Chase Williams or a Brown Bess, and a 1812 Lobsterback uniform.
Utterly ridiculous that his important album has never been released on CD!
Posting this is is a service to the nation
America needs a return to its Roots!
What nation ?
@@radleytube this brings joy to all for one day we won't be ever able to hear such beautiful stories. So to answer your question, the nation of humanity.
I love this album, I listen to it when I walk my dog. Greetings from Australia.
I just opened up total war:Empire, Its going to be a great night
@@VCR45 British
@@VCR45 Nah that would be betraying my motherland and people
One of my fav games, ENJOY
God bless the Redcoats! 🇬🇧
Of course you ended up here too. I guess this is my time to say thank you for all the hard work you put into all of your content. A lot of people appreciate it.
@@nickverderico513 Thank you for the kind words! It means a lot to hear that.
@@goodmangreats8650 Much appreciated!
Brings a tear don't it? Swells the heart as well.
yeah bro
Certainly does❤❤❤😂🎉🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧
This is beautiful! Some of it sounds like music from the colonial Era in the Cumberland/ Appalachian region in Tennessee before the American Revolution. My husband's family came there from England about 1810. They have passed down their music thru every generation until the present. I used to wonder
What an amazing piece of history. To think our lads back then were singing these tunes is beautiful and heartwarming to hear. Respect and RIP boys in harlech.
Pretty sad that people disgrace them now.
Fantastic album! The cover looks like the scene from 1970's 'Waterloo' when Wellington shouts, "Now, Maitland! Now's your time!" One of the most intense scenes in the film, I wish it wasn't so brief.
I really love that film! Years ago, there was an author of historical novels called Georgette Heyer. One of her novels was a fictional account of Waterloo, and also she wrote about the real thing (must check that I've got that right) For some reason I've always found the whole battle so interesting, in fact the whole Peninsular War has always interested me.
I must add that this is all thanks to Georgette Heyer that I have been fascinated by the Peninsular War for the last 50-60 years (I'm 80)
Vive l empereur
29:00 Wikipædia: "Sahagún (Spanish pronunciation: [sa(a)ˈɣun]) is a town in the province of León, Spain. It is the main town of the Leonese section of the Tierra de Campos district."
I bought a vinyl copy of this in the book shop at the National Army Museum 46 years ago! I wore out the vinyl ... and the machine that played it ... years ago. Never thought I'd hear it again. What a treat!
Non conoscevo l' uso massiccio della fisarmonica nella musica popolare inglese , denota una maggiore libertà di gestione del proprio tempo e di interpretazione dei fatti da parte dei non graduati fermo restando la rigorosa disciplina unita al rispetto del soldato questo è ciò permise la meravigliosa evacuazione della Normandia esempio sacro nei secoli della risolutezza inglese
God save the King!
Vos mieux l écrire en français ! C est la devise de votre royaume. Ahah en français.
The German king ! And his uncle was a traitor king of England, giving information on Englands defences and forces too Nazi Germany Adolf Hitler and he tried to get a deal with the Nazis that he could rule England for nazi Germany once they took over and won the war
Bloody brilliant❤❤😊
Makes me even prouder to be British hearing these.
You guys really should!
Don't forget your great ancestors. Don't forget your History.
Makes me love britania more (iam greek)
Our history is proud, shame we have no future except as a third world shitheap run by the radical left.
I’m a proud American but I respect my British ancestors. I can’t wait to visit England.
@@stlouislord28 others may not show it but we really appreciate your interest in our Kingdom, I hope you'll enjoy your stay :)
I sang a lot of these songs when we had a going-away party for my British coworker Stevie. We got drunk and sang most of them! Good times! Rule Britannia! 🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧
as a long standing re enactor,these are songs i have sung with old comrades around many a campfire. brings a tear to my eye as most of them are long gone now thank you for putting this here.
Away, brave boys to Dublin jig,
The girls to kiss, the whisky swig,
And each as merry as a grig,
Sing 'One and All'.
But he that will not with us jog,
Shall kiss no girls and drink no grog,
For that he is a sorry dog,
Sing 'One and All'.
Chorus
Then let the bells of Dublin ring,
The Cornish boys are come to sing,
With Irish lads God save the King,
Sing 'One and All'.
To those who by their colours stand,
Great crowds shall shout throughout the land,
There goes true blue, and hark the Band,
Plays 'One and All'.
But they who are not of good heart,
And basely from their comrades part,
Shall have the rogues march in a cart,
Hoot 'One and All'.
Chorus
Whether we drink, or play, or fight,
Or drunk, or sober, if we're right,
We'll of our motto ne'er lose sight,
Of 'One and All'.
This principle where'er we go,
Will meet respect from friend or foe,
Then let the world our maxim know,
'Tis 'One and All'.
Chorus
But see the transport crowd the strand,
We soon shall find on Irish land,
'Erin go Bragh' go hand in hand,
With 'One and All'.
And as for French and foreign foes,
We'll twine the shamrock with the rose,
And pull old Boney by the nose,
Pull 'One and All'.
Chorus
But when the din of war is o'er,
Our services required no more,
We'll hail again our native shore,
With 'One and All'.
And then the Cornish Volunteer,
Shall meet kind welcome, hearty cheer,
Plenty of beef, and good strong beer,
Drink 'One and All'.
Chorus
Then let the bells of Bodmin ring,
The Cornish Irish lads shall sing,
Drink to their sweethearts and their King,
Drink 'One and All'.
yes jive you legend, I keep seeing you everywhere.
These are excellent. As an up and coming
re-enactor (as much as I can in this bloody pandemic) and historian of the British army in the 18th century this music is perfect. My friends don’t really understand but I’m glad you lads do! Rule Britannia 🇬🇧
Aye! Rule Britannia indeed.
ViciousRage , did you take up on the re-enacting ? I’ve been re-enacting in different periods and societies for 20 years . Currently Napoleonic as British Rifleman 🇬🇧
@@woodywood4919 unfortunately I didn’t as much as I wanted to. Too out of my budget right now and life got in the way :///
❤❤❤I'd better stop listening this so beautiful i'm getting all teary eyed,forever grateful hearing to this 🏹🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🏹
11:02 - How Stands The Glass Around?
How stands the glass around
For shame, ye take no care, me boys
How stands the glass around
Let mirth and wine abound
The trumpets sound
The colours, they are flying, boys
To fight, kill or wound
May we still be found
Content with our hard fare, me boys
On the cold, cold ground
Why, soldiers, why
Should we be melancholy, boys
Why, soldiers, why
Whose business ’tis to die
What sighing fie
Damn fear, drink on, be jolly boys
’Tis he, you or I
Cold, hot, wet, or dry
We’re always bound to follow, boys
And scorn to fly
Oh, 'tis but in vain
I mean not to upbraid you, boys
Oh, ’tis but in vain
For soldiers to complain
Should next campaign
Send us to Him that made us, boys
We’re free from pain
But should we remain
A bottle and kind landlady
Cures all again
["Fie" is an exclamation of outrage or disgust.]
It is a strange feeling to bring together the beauty of these songs and the pure savagery of combat.
This album works so well with Mount and Blade: With Fire and Sword.
Cough napoleonische Kriege
Guter deutscher kommentar... xD
Roblox Blood and Iron haha
EU4
works well with anything British
this music is blessed by god
Amen
But British lost..haha
@@scholaroftheworldalternatehist and won alot of battles
There was a time when I would have laughed but I think you’re right brother.
very much delightful
We just need the words and then we could sing along. Memory Lane for re-enactors, here we come!
now becoming a lost british culture
Google is likely your friend, though avoiding the amended "Sharpe" ones is tricky
But first; there's a fair few lyrics in the comments.
Thank you nice people
Absolutely love this album, I simply must have the vinyl someday!
Everytime I hear British Grenadiers, my Britishness increases.
And I begin to load the gun, fasten the bayonet, and look for a good position for a shot and a bayonet attack.
Everytime i hear the connaught rangers my irishness increases.
@@okand2960 up the rangers! God save the Queen!
@@manicmangomango8118 shut up ye protestant knob
fucking beautiful
Fascinating how every era has a "sound". All these songs are of a similar type just as rock, the blues and rap is today. I did hear that once you reach your late teens that's it - you don't change your taste in music
I dont know, I listened to a lot of garbage when I was 18. I just listen to Hank Williams now lol
Interesting. I grew up on folk music much like this, and rarely listen to anything else.
I was brought up on classical music and folk and old rock and blues. During my teens I tried to fit in and the only new music that interested my brain was very fast race type music. Now Mid 20s and have returned to my roots hahaha
Indeed that is true. Probably has to do mostly with nostalgia
Completely untrue and i find the opposite is true , teens have narrow popular music taste which widens as they get older. I grew up in the rave era but now i listen to folk and classical music.
Always wanted to hear these songs again - thanks for posting
THE BEST WAS KING WILLIAM ON BOYNES RED WATER WE DONE THEM INBREED TAIGS AGAIN FTP FOR GOD AND ULSTER WE ARE THE PEOPLE UVF THE PEOPLES ARMY
@@alanjackthomson5454thanks alan
Something that is not well known, is that there is a hard cover book to go with This Excellent Album with the same Title, published at the time the LP came out in the 1970’s.🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧
I agree with you sir this does bring a tear and strength to the heart
Excellent upload.
Nice collection!
1:05
What BOOKER doth prognosticate
Concerning kings' or kingdoms' fate?
I think myself to be as wise
As he that gazeth on the skies;
My skill goes beyond the depth of a POND,
Or RIVERS in the greatest rain,
Thereby I can tell all things will be well
When the King enjoys his own again.
There's neither SWALLOW, DOVE, nor DADE,
Can soar more high, or deeper wade,
Nor show a reason from the stars
What causeth peace or civil wars;
The Man in the Moon may wear out his shoon
By running after Charles his wain:
But all's to no end, for the times will not mend
Till the King enjoys his own again.
Though for a time we see Whitehall
With cobwebs hanging on the wall
Instead of silk and silver brave,
Which formerly it used to have,
With rich perfume in every room, -
Delightful to that princely train,
Which again you shall see, when the time it shall be,
That the King enjoys his own again.
Full forty years the royal crown
Hath been his father's and his own;
And is there any one but he
That in the same should sharer be?
For who better may the sceptre sway
Than he that hath such right to reign?
Then let's hope for a peace, for the wars will not cease
Till the King enjoys his own again.
Till then upon Ararat's hill
My hope shall cast her anchor still,
Until I see some peaceful dove
Bring home the branch I dearly love;
Then will I wait till the waters abate
Which now disturb my troubled brain,
Else never rejoice till I hear the voice
That the King enjoys his own again.
Ballad: When The King Enjoys His Own Again
This is perhaps the most popular of all the Cavalier songs - a
favour which it partly owes to the excellent melody with which it
is associated. The song, says Mr Chappell, is ascertained to be by
Martin Parker, by the following extract from the GOSSIPS' FEAST, or
Moral Tales, 1647. "By my faith, Martin Parker never got a fairer
treat: no, not when he indited that sweet ballad, When the King
enjoys his own again." In the poet's Blind Man's Bough (or Buff),
1641, Martin Parker says,
"Whatever yet was published by me
Was known as Martin Parker, or M. P.;"
but this song was printed without his name or initials, at a time
when it would have been dangerous to give either his own name or
that of his publisher. Ritson calls it the most famous song of any
time or country. Invented to support the declining interest of
Charles I., it served afterwards with more success to keep up the
spirits of the Cavaliers, and promote the restoration of his son;
an event which it was employed to celebrate all over the kingdom.
At the Revolution of 1688, it of course became an adherent of the
exiled King, whose cause it never deserted. It did equal service
in 1715 and 1745. The tune appears to have been originally known
as MARRY ME, MARRY ME, QUOTH THE BONNIE LASS. Booker, Pond,
Hammond, Rivers, Swallow, Dade, and "The Man in the Moon," were all
astrologers and Almanac makers in the early days of the civil war.
"The Man in the Moon" appears to have been a loyalist in his
predictions. Hammond's Almanac is called "bloody" because the
compiler always took care to note the anniversary of the death,
execution, or downfall of a Royalist.
[Did WALKER no predictions lack
In Hammond's bloody almanack?
Foretelling things that would ensue,
That all proves right, if lies be true;
But why should not he the pillory foresee,
Wherein poor Toby once was ta'en?
And also foreknow to the gallows he must go
When the King enjoys his own again?] (1)
www.fullbooks.com/Cavalier-Songs-and-Ballads-of-England-from1.html
I've been looking for this album on YT for a few years now, as the original video was deleted. Thanks for the upload!
ItsMatt XXIII I'm trying to find way to download from digital transfer
@@combatsignaller check out spotify i tried to make it on there
Brilliant, lovely.
Thank you so much for the post
Oof this brings me back. What a time man, what a time.
51:26
Come, my love, and go with me.
Ah, my love, I'll meet you.
Take you down to Tennessee
Meet you by and by
Wipe your eyes and don't you cry
Come my love I'll meet you
I'll be back to stop that sigh
Meet you by and by.
Hoe the corn,
hoe the corn Moses!
Hoe the corn,
Moses hoe the corn.
Get away from that window, my love and my dove.
Get away from that window, don't ya hear?
Oh my yes!
Come some other night,
for there's gonna be a fight.
There'll be razors a flyin' in the air...
Non ho mai sopportato la parola Waterloo da piccolo riempivo tutti i quaderni di grandi N ma provo grande amore per la musica inglese e questo album è una graditssima sorpresa Britannia rules the way saluti a tutti voi da Pavia Italia
Awesome
Hola amigos muchos gracias this program is awesome great music
Fantastic album!
Check it out Spotify which I made
03:50 - When Cannons Are Roaring
Soldiers with swords in hand to the walls coming,
Horsemen about the streets riding and running.
Sentinels on the walls, "On, on!" a-crying,
Petards against the ports, wild fire a-flying!
(Chorus)
When cannons are roaring and bullets are flying,
He that would honor win, must not fear dying!
Trumpets on turrets high they are a-sounding,
Drums beating out aloud, echoes resounding.
Alarm bells in each place, they are a-ringing,
Women with stones in laps to the walls bringing!
(Chorus)
When cannons are roaring and bullets are flying,
He that would honor win, must not fear dying!
Captains in open fields on their foes rushing,
Gentlemen second them with their points pushing.
Engineers in the trench earth, earth uprearing,
Gunpowder in the mines, Pagans up-blowing!
(Chorus)
When cannons are roaring and bullets are flying,
He that would honor win, must not fear dying!
[A Petard is a type of old-fashioned bomb, essentially a small box filled with black powder, used in a similar manner as modern blasting charges. But against like castles, and stuff like that.]
(I like how descriptive this song is, it really paints a picture with words.)
Beutifull , oak trees stand strong when they are many...
Sadly the youth of 2023 will not understand how these songs are poignant, from Royal Marine!
I believe you're wrong, I'm 15 and I understand the meaning of these songs
@@arpdadawg1536 You are an exception!
yeah im 16 and most of the music I listen to is stuff like this and folk music, as well as classical music. To be fair I'm mildly biased due to playing violin because most of it is to help me play. I've discovered that a lot of marches are good exercises to play.
These songs were still old when you were young. What makes you think these songs will lose poignancy with the passing of generations? These songs hold a timeless quality to those who have their hearts in Old Blighty, a love of history or simply have ears for good music.
@@matthewbowen8556 Because many of the youth today are embarrassed of our history, have a blinkered idea of what serving country is, in a non positive way, and prefer to sit behind a gaming screen!
Some of these tracks deserve to be uploaded separately, if it were possible. 'One and All', for example, is such a lovely tune.
Timestamp?
@@obi-wankenobi1233 24:29
Red coats x
16:35 - The British Light Infantry
For battle prepared in their country's just cause,
Their king to avenge and support all his laws;
As fierce as the tiger, as swift as the roe,
The British Light Infantry rush on their foe.
Though rebels unnumber'd oppose their career,
Their hearts are undaunted; they're strangers to fear;
No obstacles hinder; relentless they go,
And death and destruction attend every blow.
The alarm of the drum and the cannon's loud roar;
The musket's quick flash, but inflames them the more.
No dangers dismay, for they fear no control,
But glory and conquest inspires every soul.
Whenever their foe stands arranged in their sight,
With ardor impatient they pant for the fight;
Rout, havoc, confusion they spread through the field,
And rebellion and treason are forcèd to yield.
[Ooh, forcèd! How fancèy.]
23:27 - Love, Farewell
Come now brave boys, we're on for marching
First for France, and then for Holland
While cannons roar, and men are dying
March brave boys, there's no denying
Love, farewell
I think I hear a colonel crying
March brave boys, there's no denying
Colors flying, drums are beating
March brave boys, there's no retreating
Love, farewell
["Colors" is another word for battle flags.]
(The lyrics here are almost unrecognizable from the source material. End my suffering. (Although it's still a really good song.))
05:18 - Over The Hills And Far Away
Hark, now, the drums beat up again
For all true soldier gentlemen
Then let us list and march, I say,
Over the hills and far away
Over the hills, and o'er the Main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain,
Queen Anne commands and we'll obey,
Over the hills and far away
All gentlemen that have a mind
To serve the queen that's good and kind,
Come list and enter into pay,
Then over the hills and far away
Over the hills, and o'er the Main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain,
Queen Anne commands and we'll obey,
Over the hills and far away
No more from sound of drum retreat,
While Marlborough(?) and Galway beat
The French and Spaniards every day,
When over the hills and far away
Over the hills, and o'er the Main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain,
Queen Anne commands and we'll obey,
Over the hills and far away
[This is probably obvious, but "list" is an archaic form of the word "enlist."]
(Sorry if not accurate, I couldn't find this version's lyrics online and wrote it by ear.)
12:54 - Hot Stuff
Come, each death-doing dog who dares venture his neck,
Come, follow the hero that goes to Quebec;
Jump aboard of the transports, and loose every sail,
Pay your debts at the tavern by giving leg-bail;
And ye that love fighting shall soon have enough:
O, Wolfe commands us, my boys; we shall give them Hot Stuff.
Up the River St. Lawrence our troops shall advance,
To the Grenadiers' March we will teach them to dance.
Cape Breton we've taken, and next we will try
At their capital to give them another black eye.
Vaudreuil, 'tis in vain you pretend to look gruff,
Those are coming who know how to give you Hot Stuff.
With powder in his periwig, and snuff in his nose,
Monsieur will run down our descent to oppose;
And the Indians will come: but the light infantry
Will soon oblige them to take to a tree.
From such rascals as these may we fear a rebuff?
Advance, grenadiers, and let fly your Hot Stuff!
When the forty-seventh regiment is dashing ashore,
While bullets are whistling and cannons do roar,
Says Montcalm: "Those are Shirley's! I know the lappels."
"You lie," says Ned Botwood, "for we are with Lascelles!
"Though our clothing is changed, yet we scorn a powderpuff;
"So at you, ye buster, here's give you Hot Stuff."
["Leg-bail" is an archaic expression meaning to run away/retreat. "Wolfe" refers to James Wolfe, commanding general of the British Army in Quebec during the Seven Years' War (also known as the French and Indian War), during which this song was written. "Hot Stuff" is a euphemism for gunfire. "Vaudreuil," I'm assuming, refers to Pierre de Rigaud de Vaudreuil de Cavagnial, marquis de Vaudreuil, who was Governor-General of New France at the time. A periwig is a stylized wig that was in-fashion at the time, think powdered wigs. "Snuff" is finely ground tobacco. "Montcalm" refers to Louis-Joseph de Montcalm, commander of the French forces in Quebec at the time. "Shirley" likely refers to Thomas Shirley, British officer, or his father William Shirley, governor of Massachusetts and organizer of the Louisbourg expedition, the subject of this song. Ned Botwood is the author of the lyrics to this song and was a British sergeant. "Lascelles" refers to Lieutenant-General Peregrine Lascelles, commander of the 47th (Lancashire) Regiment of Foot, of which Botwood was a member. I'm genuinely uncertain what a "powderpuff" is; if you can figure that out, please let me know.]
(I think I researched too much about this song for the sake of clarification... I can't be the only one who thinks "Hot Stuff" sounds like slang for semen, right? Right?)
( To answer your question at the bottom there,) there's a final verse that they seem to have left out.
With Monkton and Townsend, those brave brigadiers,
I think we shall soon have the town 'bout their ears,
And when we have done with the mortars and guns,
If you please, Madam Abbess, a word with your nuns.
Each soldier shall enter the convent in buff
And then, never fear, we will give them Hot Stuff.
(So think that does imply that hot stuff means semen, but I don't know why the grenadiers are advancing and letting fly their semen and all that other stuff lol.)
Thank you for all the lyrics btw
@@britishmexico2372 I knew it.
Also you're welcome for them lyrics, some of these were a real pain in the ass to type out but I'll probably do the rest today and tomorrow for the hell of it.
thank u so much..i want that.
If you like this check out peter bellamy's renditions of some of kipling's poetry
24:29 - One And All
Away, brave boys to Dublin jig,
The girls to kiss, the whisky swig,
And each as merry as a grig,
Sing "One and All."
But he that will not with us jog,
Shall kiss no girls and drink no grog,
For that he is a sorry dog,
Sing "One and All."
(Chorus)
Then let the bells of Dublin ring,
The Cornish boys are come to sing
With the Irish lads, "God Save The King,"
Sing "One and All."
To those who by their colors stand,
Great crowds shall shout throughout the land,
"There goes true blue," and hark the Band,
Plays "One and All."
But they who are not of good heart,
And basely from their comrades part,
Shall have the rogues march in a cart,
Hoot "One and All."
(Chorus)
Then let the bells of Dublin ring,
The Cornish boys are come to sing
With the Irish lads, "God Save The King,"
Sing "One and All."
But see the transport crowd the strand,
We soon shall find on Irish land,
"Erin go Bragh" go hand in hand,
With "One and All."
And as for French and foreign foes,
We'll twine the shamrock with the rose,
And pull old Boney by the nose,
Pull "One and All."
(Chorus)
Then let the bells of Dublin ring,
The Cornish boys are come to sing
With the Irish lads, "God Save The King,"
Sing "One and All."
But when the din of war is o'er,
Our services required no more,
We'll hail again our native shore,
With "One and All."
And then the Cornish Volunteer,
Shall meet kind welcome, hearty cheer,
Plenty of beef, and good strong beer,
Drink "One and All."
(Chorus)
Then let the bells of Bodmin ring,
The Cornish Irish lads shall sing,
Drink to their sweethearts and their King,
Drink "One and All."
["One And All" is another way of saying "Everyone." It's also the motto of the county of Cornwall, from which this song originates. Dublin is the capital of Ireland (in case you don't know). A "jig" is a sort of dance. "Grig" is a Cornish word for cricket or grasshopper. "God Save The King" is the anthem of the United Kingdom. "True blue" means to possess unwavering loyalty. "Erin go Bragh" is the anglicization of the Irish phrase "Éirinn go Brách," which is used to express loyalty to Ireland, and is also the name of a Scottish folk song, which might be relevant? The shamrock is the national symbol of Ireland, while the rose is the national symbol of England; therefore, to "twine the shamrock with the rose" is an expression in favor of uniting England and Ireland. Bodmin is a town in Cornwall, from which this song may have originated.]
(This song's got a nice jig to it.)
Thanks for this and all the rest of the songs' lyrics!
@@rhysgreenland1465 You're very welcome!
I remember me and my father drank half a bottle of Glengoyne a long time ago and had a jig to this song haha. And he’s not even British! Perhaps somewhere down the road a British soldier came to Mexico and settled down. That’s the only reason I can see that i enjoy these so much. Much love from across the pond! 🇺🇸
Where can I find more music like this?
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Im now off to see if i can buy this second hand somewhere
Begins like a king tubby dub
7:59 - Sergeant Morris's Song
You madcaps of England who many would make
And for your brave valor would faint undertake
Come over to Flanders and there you shall see
How many will make it, how fraught it will be
As soon as you come to your enemies' land,
Where fat goose and capon we have at command (Edited from: Where bastures(?) and capen you have at command)
Sing, "Take them or eat them or let them alone,"
Sing, "Go out and fetch them or else you get none."
Your sergeants and officers are very kind,
If that you can flatter and speak to their mind
They will free you from duty and all of the trouble
Your money being gone, your duty comes double
At last when you come to your enemies' walls,
Where many a brave, gallant and gentle man falls
And when you have done the best that you can,
Your captain rewards you, "There dies a brave man."
["Capon" is a castrated male chicken, often fattened for consumption, "basture" is Middle English slang for prostitutes, and "capen" is Mid-Eng for gazes, basically their attention.]
(also sorry if the lyrics are inaccurate, I typed this by ear because I couldn't find the lyrics again.)
I’m the singer on this track. I love your interpretation of the line and the accompanying info - as they say, “every day is a school day”.
However the actual lyric is more simple and mundane.
‘As soon as we come to our enemy’s land
Where fat goose and capon we have at command…’
Regards, John Adams
@@adelphiuk Oh, that's really cool of you! I couldn't for the life of me figure out what you were actually saying (sorry about that, I'll edit the line), but it's nice to know that one of the singers on here still gives a look at their work. If you don't mind me asking, what was your experience like during the recording of this album?
@@schroedingersband It was a year long project and really nice to work with a variety of people. In particular, working with musicians from the Band of the Scots Guards was hugely rewarding. Their professionalism and musical discipline was a lesson. And I think they found the casual approach of us folk singers quite amusing.
@@adelphiuk That sounds interesting (and about right by me). Thank you for your inputs, and have a bright day!
Anyone has John Gwyn's Air chords? It seems unable to find it everywhere.
21:16 - The British Grenadiers
Some talk of Alexander, and some of Hercules
Of Conon and Lysander, and such great names as these.
But of all the world's brave heroes, there's none that can compare.
With a tow, row, row, row, row, to the British Grenadiers.
Whene'er we are commanded to storm the palisades,
Our leaders march with fuses, and we with hand grenades.
We throw them from the glacis, about our enemies' ears.
With a tow, row, row, row, row, to the British Grenadiers.
Then let us crown a bumper, and drink a health to those
Who carry caps and pouches, and wear the loopèd clothes.
May they and their commanders live happy all their years.
With a tow, row, row, row, row, to the British Grenadiers.
[Alexander The Great, of course, and Hercules i.e. the hero guy from Greek mythos who had to do the 12 trials. (?). Lysander was the Spartan commander during the Peloponnesian War and won against Athens, bringing about a period of Spartan hegemony over Greece. Conon was the Athenian general that fought against Lysander at the battle of Aegospotami. A "Glacis" is a gently sloping bank astride a fort structure. "Crown a bumper" means to top off a large glass (of alcohol). Loopèd, fancèy.]
(Yes, it's that song. The quintessential British Army cadence. Also these bastards changed some of the lyrics so I have no idea what those words in Line 2 are. If you can make it out, please tell.)
The third hero of antiquity mentioned at the start of the song is supposed to be Common, the Athenian general at the Battle of Aegospotami, if that helps at all.
@@sarahgough6015 Oh alright, thank you.
I knew the second line of the first verse concluded 'and such great names as these"
I have just remembered that the complete line was "Of Hector and Lysander and such great names as these" I believe the song was in 'The Scottish Student's Song Book" which had been in my family since the 1950s but was older than that.
This is excellent. I want to buy it but can't find it on CD or Vinyl anywhere online! Do you have any ideas?
just youtube to mp3 and then burn it to a disk, there is actually a playlist with all of these songs somewhere, I mean they are definitely public domain lol
Yeah, that's what I've done. I just wanted it in a physical copy because I like it so much!
Myles, as far as i know this album is only available on vinyl LP and was never released on CD etc...however, you can google it and find the details of each band who played what.
Orloprat42 has most uploaded.
I still curse whoever stole this vinyl disk in the late 1970s.
God save the king
10:05 - The Girl I Left Behind Me
I'm lonesome since I crossed the hill,
And o'er the moor and valley,
Such grievous thoughts my heart do fill,
Since parting with my Sally.
I seek no more the fine or gay,
For each does but remind me
How swift the hours did pass away,
With the girl I left behind me.
O ne'er shall I forget the night,
The stars were bright above me,
And gently lent their silvery light
When first she vowed to love me.
But now I'm bound to Brighton camp -
Kind heaven then pray guide me,
And send me safely back again,
To the girl I left behind me.
[Fun fact, Brighton Camp in modern times supposedly has a thriving gay community, so this song is kinda unintentionally LGBT-coded, lol.]
(This song feels shorter than it should be, and that's because it is. They left out a whole verse. Don't know why. It's such a pretty song. :( )
In what way is it "LGBT-coded?"
@@britishmexico2372...I specifically explained that in the footnotes? Okay, maybe it's not like explicit or anything, but the idea is that the singer could theoretically have a gay lover from Brighton Camp. It's not relevant to the history of the song in the time period during which it was written, but it came up during my research and I felt like including it as a modern anachronistic footnote. Hope that clears that up!
@@schroedingersband Yeah, it does. Thanks!
52:17 wagon loafers
52:17 battle hymn of the republic but with different lyrics
@@jeremy1392 @j I I actually like the choice of instruments in this version more vs. the actual hymn, but I love them both!
5:17 im at .75 speed. reading Sharpes Christmas
For a track list - folkcatalogue.wordpress.com/2010/04/25/1972-various-artists-songs-and-music-of-the-redcoats/
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Hola amigos to me as well gracias
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Can I buy it on CD or tape anywhere?
Please see my Playlist on spotify in which i tried to replicate on there btw it took me long time to try and do. Thanks =)
Does anyone have the vinyl for this? Cannot find it anywhere
Is this available on cd ?
Anyone know the chords for the Connaught rangers and Hot stuff?
The Connaught Rangers
(Lieutenant Charles Martin, ca 1890)
In our army we're the best
From the north, south east or west
The best of boys are following the drum.
We are mighty hard to bate,
I may say without concate,
Faith the enemy are welcome when they come.
Be they Russiand, French or Dutch
Sure it doesn't matter much,
We're the boys to give 'em sugar in their tay
For we're the Connaught Rangers,
The lads to face all dangers,
Fallaballah, fallaballah, Clear the way!
cho:
You may talk about your guards boys
Your lancers and hussars boys
Your fusiliers and royal artillery (without the guns)
The girls we drive'em crazy, the foe we beat them easy
The rangers from old Connaught, yaarrr, the land across the sea!
Now allow me here to state,
It is counted quite a trate,
In old Ireland just for fight for friends's sake
To crack your neighbor's head,
Or maybe your own instead.
Faith 'tis just the fun and glory of a wake
So you see all Irish boys are accustomed to such noise
It's as natural as drinking whiskey neat.
For there's none among them all, from Kingston to Donegal,
Like the gallant Connaught Ranger on his beat.
Chorus
T'was Bonaparte who said as the Frenchmen on he led
Marshall Soult, be them the Rangers do you know?
Faith says Soult, there's no mistake, to our heels we'd better take
I think it's time for you and I to go.
When the colleens hear their step, it makes their hearts to leap
Aaargh, jewels will ye wist till Parrick's day?
For they are the Connaught Rangers, the boys that fear no dangers
And they're the lads that always take the sway.
Chorus
Now you haven't far to search, for the lads who best can march
The lads that never fear the longest day,
Faith you easily will know, their dashing step will show
Tis the Connaught boys who always lead the way.
If me words perhaps you doubt, come and join 'em on a route
I'm thinkin' you'll not find it quite a treat;
You'll see them in the van, you may catch them if you can
Faith you'll have to travel fast or you'll be late.
Chorus
From Songs and Music of the Redcoats, Winstock
Thank you! I'm still trying to find the chords. It's the same tune as "Killaloe"
Which song is the one that says stand till your glass is ready?
Do you perhaps mean "How Stands the Glass around?"
"Here's to the Last One to Die" (otherwise known as Stand to your Glasses)
I just couldn't get enough of 20:01, is there a digital release of this album somewhere?
Nah, not that I could find but from time to time a vinyl of things like this pops up on ebay, its your best chance. If you know someone with the equipment they could make a digital recording off it.
@@joewilson3575 Sorry for the late reply but thank you
@@danishf.5042 I managed to snag a vinyl of it just before Christmas on eBay. They're still out there!
@@AtheAetheling Oh good for you! I’ll keep on trying to find it 👍
Hurrah for Tommy Atkins.
limbo prime
grax skin.
ventix rifle.
knell pistol.
any knife.
planes of eidolon.
what?
British spam
5:17
Please, I want lyrics 24:29 one AND all
A fellow posted them further down in the comments
The real English tune is more like old Japanese music.
Perhaps not by god, but certainly by blood.
I know this may be a stupid question but it’s been confusing for me…
For the British grenadiers, is “tow row row” the drums or what is it supposed to mean?
Yup its an onomatopea, very common in old trad folk songs
"I still say we kicked your asses."
-King Ralph
Ew
Civil War
00:00 The English March
00:25 John Gwyn's Air
01:05 When the King Enjoys His Own Again
03:50 When Cannons Are Roaring
Marlborough
05:18 Over the Hills and Far Away
07:59 Sergeant Morris' Song
Seven Years War
09:20 The Marquis of Granby
10:05 The Girl I Left Behind Me
11:02 How Stands the Glass Around?
12:54 Hot Stuff
America's War of Independence
14:55 The Grenadier's March
16:35 Light Infantry Song
18:42 Over the Water to Charlie
20:01 Roslyn Castle
21:16 The British Grenadiers
Napoleonic Wars
23:27 Love, Farewell
24:29 One and All
26:34 The Owl
27:35 The Rogues' March
28:49 Sahagun
30:47 Lochaber No More
33:14 The Sodger's Return
Crimea
35:10 Hey for the Life of a Soldier
37:06 Paddy's Resource
38:01 Cheer Boys Cheer
Indian Wars
39:40 Bang Upon the Big Drum
42:12 Here's to the Last One to Die
Late 19th Century
44:24 The Jolly Die-Hards
46:09 Colonel Burnaby
48:10 The Connaught Rangers
South Africa
50:48 Rory O'More
51:26 Razors in the Air
52:16 The Wagon Loafers
54:03 Soldiers of the Queen
Thanks! You helped me a lot. Have a like!👍
This should be on Apple Music
Thank you for the refrences 🍀
thanks
Might have ended, appropriately, with Tipperary.
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