I was dating a girl who was 18. She loved everything catchy and poppy song you could think of. Der hated my taste in folk music and I always had Dylan or Guthrie or Stan in the car. One day at a stop light I looked over at her, this song was playing and she was looking out the window. She had a cute smile and a tear was running down her cheek as she quietly mouthed "and the harbor bars be moaning". Stan can reach deep inside of you and pull emotions out like no other artist. Love him. Thank you
This is one of my favorites by Stan. My father used to, when I was an infant, sing me to sleep to "The Field Behind The Plow." This song is bittersweet for me. I got my love of music and playing guitar from my father. I watched him dedicate 30 years of his life to his career as a firefighter only to watch his body begin to fail him now. It was never lost on me growing up that our time here is finite, but it's hitting home now that I feel like I'm playing catch up with him. This, Lies and 45 Years always bring me to tears.
I read that this poem was written shorthly after a terrible storm in the late 19th century swept in suddenly and caught the local fishermen on their fishing grounds 20 - 25 miles off shore. The men in that place and time fished in four man open boats they called fouroreens. Of course they in boats with their relatives and friends. The entire coast was devastated. There were many villages where every man in the village drowned in that storm. After the funerals, the old men and little boys went out and fished, because otherwise they would all starve. They also went to larger, six man open boats they called sixoreens that could handle the rough water a little better. Heart breaking when you think what people have done to see their families fed.
Grimsby ... "And it's three score and ten boys and men were lost from Grimsby town." It was the storm of February, 1889 ... Bok, Muir, and Trickett do an excellent version of it ...
Since I first met them in Binghamton, NY, I have listened to Stan and Garrett bring the personal power inherent in Canada to eternal life. And my eyes are wet every damn time for the loss of Stan, yes, but more still for the super-human sacrifice of so many generations of Fogarty Boys, and Calgary roughnecks from Hermitage bay and those who loved Canada best and are with her till the end. This beguiled Yank was converted in 1981, and has never been truly home since south of the St. Lawrence.
I thought I was the only one who felt this strongly. What I feel when I cross the border is almost indescribable. There is just so much more they got right up there than we did down here IMO. And as I see it, more often than not, the stuff they got wrong, they own; as opposed to making excuses.
I got turned on to Stan a month after his death by my guitar partner. I ws a commercial fisherman at the time and Stan touched a place in me that I didn't know existed. Needless to say, he has been my hero for over three decades. This song is one of my favorites.
Welcome to the club! I've been listening to him since I was a child, courtesy of my father. I've seen his brother Garnet live more times than I can count, and met Nathan when he was a kid. Stan will always hold a special place in my heart for two reasons. My grandfather was born and raised in Toronto, so I connect with the Canadian heritage, and my father passing on his love of music to me and my brother. One of my favorites from Stan.
The pathos and sufferings of life are captured well. Melancholy in tone, profound in meaning, the rhythm echoes the weeping of the wives of the dead fishermen.
Three fishers went sailing out into the west Out into the west as the sun went down Each thought on the woman that loved him the best, and The children stood watching them out of the town For men must work and women must weep For there's little to earn and many to keep, and The harbour bar be moanin', and The harbour bar be moanin' Three wives sat up in the lighthouse tower They trimmed the lamps as the sun went down, and They looked at the squall and they looked at the shower, and The night-wrack came rollin' in, ragged and brown For men must work and women must weep Though storms be sud - den and the waters be deep, and The harbour bar be moanin', and The Harbour bar be moanin' Three corpses lay out on the shining sand In the morning gleam as the tide went down, and The women were weepin' and wringin' their hands For those who would never come back to the town For men must work and women must weep, and The sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep, and Good - bye to the bar and its moanin', and Good - bye to the bar and it's moanin' Oh men must work and women must weep, and The sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep, and Good - bye to the bar and its moanin', and Good - bye to the bar and it's moanin'
I believe (and Stan Rogers fans can correct me on this point) that the melody for this version of the song was composed by Garnet Rogers. It is magnificent.
Thanks for uploading this. Haunting music. Other versions with a slightly different tune, I don't like quite as well.If you're interested, but haven't had the opportunity, Stans' wife, Ariel, occasionally responds to emails placed through the Fogarty's Cove/Cole Harbour Music Website.In the 10 years or so that Garnet toured with Stan, he arranged several of the tunes and can be contacted through his website. There’s a festival called StanFest each year in early July, in Canso, NS.
I have admired Stan's music for years and loved this poem since I heard it in Clovelly, where it was written, last year. Only just discovered there is a fusion of the two - brilliant.
@@nolantremblay2966 sorry my sentence structure was poor. I meant I heard it last year (now 3 years ago). But the poem was written in the 1800's in Clovelly and Stan put it to music.
No disrespect, I think is his song/poem is wonderful and sad. But after having a good cry, I wrote an alternate last verse: Three men climbed out on the shining sands In the morning gleam as the tide went down, And the women are weeping and wringing their hands For those whom God gave back to the town; For men must work, and women must weep, And now that it's over, we all can sleep- Say good-by to the bar and its moaning.
The wives probably felt blessed that the sea spit their bodies back to bury on land. It is a deeply sorrowful song. Death is always close when people work on the sea.
I was dating a girl who was 18. She loved everything catchy and poppy song you could think of. Der hated my taste in folk music and I always had Dylan or Guthrie or Stan in the car. One day at a stop light I looked over at her, this song was playing and she was looking out the window. She had a cute smile and a tear was running down her cheek as she quietly mouthed "and the harbor bars be moaning". Stan can reach deep inside of you and pull emotions out like no other artist. Love him. Thank you
Love the comment, nearly makes myself cry.
This is one of my favorites by Stan. My father used to, when I was an infant, sing me to sleep to "The Field Behind The Plow." This song is bittersweet for me. I got my love of music and playing guitar from my father. I watched him dedicate 30 years of his life to his career as a firefighter only to watch his body begin to fail him now. It was never lost on me growing up that our time here is finite, but it's hitting home now that I feel like I'm playing catch up with him. This, Lies and 45 Years always bring me to tears.
Dylan was awful. Guthrie hugely over-rated. Stan however, was the Richard Wagner of Folk. Truly, the greatest.
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I read that this poem was written shorthly after a terrible storm in the late 19th century swept in suddenly and caught the local fishermen on their fishing grounds 20 - 25 miles off shore. The men in that place and time fished in four man open boats they called fouroreens. Of course they in boats with their relatives and friends. The entire coast was devastated. There were many villages where every man in the village drowned in that storm. After the funerals, the old men and little boys went out and fished, because otherwise they would all starve. They also went to larger, six man open boats they called sixoreens that could handle the rough water a little better. Heart breaking when you think what people have done to see their families fed.
Grimsby ... "And it's three score and ten boys and men were lost from Grimsby town." It was the storm of February, 1889 ... Bok, Muir, and Trickett do an excellent version of it ...
Since I first met them in Binghamton, NY, I have listened to Stan and Garrett bring the personal power inherent in Canada to eternal life. And my eyes are wet every damn time for the loss of Stan, yes, but more still for the super-human sacrifice of so many generations of Fogarty Boys, and Calgary roughnecks from Hermitage bay and those who loved Canada best and are with her till the end. This beguiled Yank was converted in 1981, and has never been truly home since south of the St. Lawrence.
I thought I was the only one who felt this strongly. What I feel when I cross the border is almost indescribable. There is just so much more they got right up there than we did down here IMO. And as I see it, more often than not, the stuff they got wrong, they own; as opposed to making excuses.
I've just discovered Stan Rogers only to learn he's gone. Needless to say, his beautiful music will live on and on--------->
I got turned on to Stan a month after his death by my guitar partner. I ws a commercial fisherman at the time and Stan touched a place in me that I didn't know existed. Needless to say, he has been my hero for over three decades. This song is one of my favorites.
I was flabbergasted that I had NEVER heard of him! (I grew up in Buffalo...)
He was and still a legend
Welcome to the club! I've been listening to him since I was a child, courtesy of my father. I've seen his brother Garnet live more times than I can count, and met Nathan when he was a kid. Stan will always hold a special place in my heart for two reasons. My grandfather was born and raised in Toronto, so I connect with the Canadian heritage, and my father passing on his love of music to me and my brother. One of my favorites from Stan.
Got off the plane then went back in to save life's.
WOW!!! What a VOICE!!!!
Canada’s greatest folk singer IMO. Gone way too soon. The the songs that Heaven gained the world has lost.
😞
Canada’s greatest export
really he is better than maple syrup.
The pathos and sufferings of life are captured well. Melancholy in tone, profound in meaning, the rhythm echoes the weeping of the wives of the dead fishermen.
Three fishers went sailing out into the west
Out into the west as the sun went down
Each thought on the woman that loved him the best, and
The children stood watching them out of the town
For men must work and women must weep
For there's little to earn and many to keep, and
The harbour bar be moanin', and
The harbour bar be moanin'
Three wives sat up in the lighthouse tower
They trimmed the lamps as the sun went down, and
They looked at the squall and they looked at the shower, and
The night-wrack came rollin' in, ragged and brown
For men must work and women must weep
Though storms be sud - den and the waters be deep, and
The harbour bar be moanin', and
The Harbour bar be moanin'
Three corpses lay out on the shining sand
In the morning gleam as the tide went down, and
The women were weepin' and wringin' their hands
For those who would never come back to the town
For men must work and women must weep, and
The sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep, and
Good - bye to the bar and its moanin', and
Good - bye to the bar and it's moanin'
Oh men must work and women must weep, and
The sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep, and
Good - bye to the bar and its moanin', and
Good - bye to the bar and it's moanin'
Love this song, the lyrics, the singing, the violin.....such a strong and very moving song.
Never heard of Stan Rogers. Now I will be seeking him out. What a glorious voice.
Superb
Beautiful song and hairline.
I believe (and Stan Rogers fans can correct me on this point) that the melody for this version of the song was composed by Garnet Rogers. It is magnificent.
Yes it was! Garnet also plays fiddle on this recording as well.
Just to be clear, it was Garnet Rogers, Stan's brother who set this to music, he plays the violin in this recording.
so his brother is the one who sings this?
Jashin325 Stan is the one singing. Garnet is the one on the fiddle
really wow thanks
The fiddle is my favorite part
Garnet is welcome to Vancouver anytime... alas, life is as sad as a song.
Thanks for uploading this. Haunting music. Other versions with a slightly different tune, I don't like quite as well.If you're interested, but haven't had the opportunity, Stans' wife, Ariel, occasionally responds to emails placed through the Fogarty's Cove/Cole Harbour Music Website.In the 10 years or so that Garnet toured with Stan, he arranged several of the tunes and can be contacted through his website. There’s a festival called StanFest each year in early July, in Canso, NS.
Those 10 people don't know what real folk music is!
Dylan fans.
This is my favorite song ever
Amazing song ever beautiful ever appreciate ever thank you
Εmotional, heart breaking!💔
Greetings from Hellas!
I have admired Stan's music for years and loved this poem since I heard it in Clovelly, where it was written, last year. Only just discovered there is a fusion of the two - brilliant.
The poem is very clearly a rendition of this song, because this song is from the 80s... or even earlier not from last year
Sorry 3 years ago
@@nolantremblay2966 sorry my sentence structure was poor. I meant I heard it last year (now 3 years ago). But the poem was written in the 1800's in Clovelly and Stan put it to music.
Each thought on the woman that loved him the best .
wow I've been a huge stan rogers fan for years but I had never heard this song, I love it!
ditto, i was at his last concert in texas and this is the first time i've heard this one Love it.
Top singing and song ever by Stand less we forget topsssssssss
What a VOICE!!!!!
he was great thanks
Sometimes God takes the great ones too soon.
bigoldinosaur happens more often than.people think.
There are many covers of this song and not one of them comes close.
One that does come close is Ken Theriot. He does several from Stan and it's different--not "better"--but still haunting and lovely.
@fritha grimmsdottir listening now, it is good! Not as good as Stan but probably the best cover of the song I’ve heard
I have just been told of him by a friend, better late than never.
Dylan seegar hemingway (the old man and the sea) cash Kingsley Guthrie made a love child and called it Stan rogers .. brilliant beyond
The most talented instrument of folk music was Stans voice.
.....a great and almost forgotten poem....poignant and you should hear Vincent Price utter the quote! It's a hoot!
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I’ve heard Nathan’s version of this song it’s chilling
The Baritone version of Glenn Yarbrough!
Which of Stan's albums is this from? I've never heard it before.
Wojo cad it's from the album for the family released one week after he passed on
Try this song and played by FARA from Orkney it worth a look
No disrespect, I think is his song/poem is wonderful and sad. But after having a good cry, I wrote an alternate last verse:
Three men climbed out on the shining sands
In the morning gleam as the tide went down,
And the women are weeping and wringing their hands
For those whom God gave back to the town;
For men must work, and women must weep,
And now that it's over, we all can sleep-
Say good-by to the bar and its moaning.
The wives probably felt blessed that the sea spit their bodies back to bury on land. It is a deeply sorrowful song. Death is always close when people work on the sea.
Women must weave*
I absolutely cried a few times trying to sing this song. Such a powerful set of lyrics. It's one of those songs that get stuck in your throat