[General William Booth Enters into Heaven] | [Huggarbasen Hugo]


[topp]

Leadbelly - Huddie Ledbetter

melodin i midiformat
melodin i midiformat

Goodnight Irene, goodnight

Huddie Ledbetter (m+w)

 

Goodnight Irene, goodnight.
Goodnight Irene, goodnight.
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene.
I'll see you in my dreams.

Last saturday night, I got married.
Me and my wife settled down.
Now me and my wife are parting
Gonna take another boat downtown

Goodnight Irene, goodnight.
Goodnight Irene, goodnight.
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene.
I'll see you in my dreams.

Sometimes I live in the country,
Sometimes I live in town
Sometimes I take a great notion,
To jump into the river and drown.

Goodnight Irene, goodnight.
Goodnight Irene, goodnight.
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene.
I'll see you in my dreams.

I love Irene, God knows I do,
I'll love her till the seas run dry
But if Irene should turn me down,
I'd take the morphine and die.

Goodnight Irene, goodnight.
Goodnight Irene, goodnight.
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene.
I'll see you in my dreams.

Stop rambling, stop your gambling
Stop staying out late at night,
Go home to your wife and children
Stay there by your fireside bright.

Goodnight Irene, goodnight.
Goodnight Irene, goodnight.
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene.
I'll see you in my dreams.


[General William Booth Enters into Heaven]

[Huggarbasen Hugo]

DAGENS VISA:   http://www.dagensvisa.com/minata/dav/aktuell.htm


[Skillingtryck och gamla visor]
[Portal Dagensvisa] | [Visornas hemsida]


[topp] | [till dagens visa 2002]

The Blood of the Lamb/Are You Washed in the Blood?
Dagens visa 2003 mars 6

General William Booth Enters into Heaven
by Vachel Lindsay
[To be sung to the tune of
"The Blood of the Lamb" with
indicated instrument]

I

[Bass drum beaten loudly]

Booth led boldly with his big bass drum—
(Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?)
The Saints smiled gravely and they said, "He's come."
(Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?)
Walking lepers followed, rank on rank,
Lurching bravos from the ditches dank,
Drabs from the alleyways and drug fiends pale—
Minds still passion-ridden, soul powers frail:—
Vermin-eaten saints with moldy breath,
Unwashed legions with the ways of Death—
(Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?)

[Banjos]

Every slum had sent its half a score
The round world over. (Booth had groaned for more.)
Every banner that the wide world flies
Bloomed with glory and transcendent dyes.
Big-voiced lasses made their banjos bang,
Tranced, fanatical, they shrieked and sang:—
"Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?"
Hallelujah! It was queer to see
Bull-necked convicts with that land make free.
Loons with trumpets blew a blare, blare, blare
On, on upward thro' the golden air!
(Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?)

II

[Bass drum slower and softer]

Booth died blind and still by Faith he trod,
Eyes still dazzled by the ways of God.
Booth led boldly, and he looked the chief
Eagle countenance in sharp relief,
Beard a-flying, air of high command
Unabated in that holy land.

[Sweet flute music]

Jesus came from out the courthouse door,
Stretched his hands above the passing poor.
Booth saw not, but led his queer ones there
Round and round the mighty courthouse square.
Yet in an instant all that blear review
Marched on spotless, clad in raiment new.
The lame were straightened, withered limbs uncurled
And blind eyes opened on a new, sweet world.

[Bass drum louder]

Drabs and vixens in a flash made whole!
Gone was the weasel head, the snout, the jowl!
Sages and sibyls now, and athletes clean,
Rulers of empires, and of forests green!

[Grand chorus of all instruments. Tambourines to the foreground]

The hosts were sandaled, and their wings were fire!
(Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?)
But their noise played havoc with the angel choir.
(Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?)
O, shout Salvation! It was good to see
Kings and princes by the Lamb set free.
The banjos rattled and the tambourines
Jing-jing-jingled in the hands of queens.

[Reverently sung, no instruments]

And when Booth halted by the curb for prayer
He saw his Master thro' the flag-filled air.
Christ came gently with a robe and crown
For Booth the soldier, while the throng knelt down.
He saw King Jesus. They were face to face,
And he knelt a-weeping in that holy place.
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?


[topp] | [till dagens visa 2003]

Oh my darling Clementine eng text och midi
Dagens visa 2002 mars 6

Huggarbasen Hugo
melodi: Clementine

Djupt i skogen på ett ställe
där som trasten drillar slår
bodde huggarbasen Hugo
och hans dotter Ellinor.

Å min Elin, å min Elin, å min ljuva Elinor,
aldrig mera ses vi åter, så förargligt Elinor!

Jag tror inte det var vinter
det var inte heller vår
när bland ängens hyacinter
jag fick syn på Elinor.

Å min Elin, å min Elin, å min ljuva Elinor,
när bland ängens hyacinter jag fick syn på Elinor.

Hon var vacker, hon var fager,
där hon vallade sin get,
och om inte hon var mager,
var hon inte heller fet.

Å min Elin, å min Elin, å min ljuva Elinor,
och om inte hon var mager, inte fet, min Elinor.

För att vattna sina ankor,
ner till ån hon syntes gå,
men hon slant på ett bananskal
och försvann i böljan blå.

Å min Elin, å min Elin, å min ljuva Elinor,
men hon slant på ett bananskal, ner i böljan, Elinor.

I tre veckor var jag dyster
men bekymmer snart förgår,
jag blev kysster, av en syster
till min kära Elinor.

Å min Elin, å min Elin, å min ljuva Elinor,
jag blev kysster, av en syster till min kära Elinor.

Nu så är det blott moralen
som av visan återstår:
Inte skräpa i naturen,
man vet aldrig hur det går.

Å min Elin, å min Elin, å min ljuva Elinor,
aldrig mera ses vi åter, så förargligt Elinor!


[topp]

DAGENS VISA:   http://www.dagensvisa.com/minata/dav/aktuell.htm


[Skillingtryck och gamla visor]
[Portal Dagensvisa] | [Visornas hemsida]