I'm posting a song a day from the Rise Up Singing songbook, which you may or may not know. It's a pretty invaluable resource for song leaders, and useful for anyone who likes to sing in groups. The book doesn't include the melodies to the songs, just the lyrics and some chords, so I’m trying hard to find the tunes I don’t know, learn them, and post them on YouTube for anyone to learn. That’s where these videos are hosted; the blog is just pretty packaging.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
The Foggy Foggy Dew
(Song begins at 3:56)
I figured out what the foggy, foggy dew refers to: it's literal. The situation is just being described ironically, since one doesn't really need to be saved from the foggy dew, so much. A lot like the song "Baby, It's Cold Outside". The really nice thing about this song, desite it's bawdy (if subtle) punchline, is that the guy becomes a single dad! That's cool. You raise that kid, brother.
Traditional
Rise Up Singing chapter: Time and Changes, p.223
D GE A D / D GE A D / A D A D / D GE A D
When I was a bachelor, I lived all alone, I worked at the weaver's trade
And the only, only thing I did that was wrong was to woo a fair young maid
I wooed her in the wintertime and part of the summer, too
And the only, only thing I did that was wrong was to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew
One night she knelt close by my side when I was fast asleep
She threw her arms around my neck, and she began to weep
She wept, she cried, she tore her hair. Ah, me! What could I do?
So all night long I held her in my arms just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew
Again I am a bachelor, I live with my son, we work at the weaver's trade
And every sing time I look into his eyes he reminds me of that fair young maid
He reminds me of the wintertime and of the summer, too
And the many, many times that I held her in my arms just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew
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