De Hamborger Veermaster
(Gangspill-Shanty als Wechselgesang zwischen Vorsänger und Chor)
Vorsänger: Ick hew mal en Hamborger Veermaster sehn,
Chor: to my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.
Vorsänger: De Masten so scheev as den Schipper sien Been,
Chor: to my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.
Blow boys, blow for Californio;
o there is plenty of gold, so I am told,
on the banks of Sacramento. - mento.
Vorsänger: Dat Deck weer von Isen, vull Schiet un vull Smeer,
Chor: to my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.
Vorsänger: Dat weer de Schietgäng eer schönstes Pläseer,
Chor: to my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.
Blow boys, usw.
Vorsänger: Dat Logies weer vull Wanzen, de Kombüüs weer vull Dreck,
Chor: to my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.
Vorsänger: De Beschüten de löpen von sülben all weg,
Chor: to my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.
Blow boys, usw.
Vorsänger: Dat Soltfleesch weer gröön un de Speck weer vull Maden,
Chor: to my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.
Vorsänger: Kööm geev dat bloß an'n Winachtsabend,
Chor: to my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.
Blow boys, usw.
Vorsänger: Un wull'n wi mal seil'n, ik segg dat jo nur,
Chor: to my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.
Vorsänger: Denn lööp he dree vörut un veer werrer retur,
Chor: to my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.
Blow boys, usw.
Vorsänger: As dat Schipp, so weer ok de Kaptein,
Chor: to my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.
Vorsänger: De Lüüd för dat Schipp wörrn ok bloß shanghait,
Chor: to my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.
Blow boys, blow for Californio; usw.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- this sailors' shanty(or more properly : A CAPSTAN SHANTY) was also very popular as a pub song when i was a young fellow in hamburg(just a few years ago !). hbg
hamburger wrote:this sailors' shanty(or more properly : A CAPSTAN SHANTY) was also very popular as a pub song when i was a young fellow in hamburg(just a few years ago !). hbg
... and this still is the only one, I could sing (well, I mean by this: articulate in differently to my usual speech :wink: ) by heart (learnt it at school = about one year less, than hamburger
).
SEA SHANTIES
if walter leads us off on the
BOSUN'S PIPE , we can all have a great old time singing along ... hbg
I would give anything to sit in a pub in Hamburg and listen to you two sing German sea shantys
That should be easy to arrange ...
(But hamburger had to translate those calls, usually done after whistling with the boatswain's pipe
)
Pub in Hamburg, you meant, panzade, not on the Reeperbahn (or, even worse, in St. Georg), I hope!
:wink:
Well, first I would go see where the Beatles played!
Walter and Hamburger in Sea-shantying action; now that would be an interesting concert.
Well, tickets could be got via the A2K-shop, I suppose.
O, you guys, you truly have made my day. I bet that you'd be sychronised well.
All I have to do, now, is find/forge copyright over the shanties, and this day will live to be glorious...
SEA SHANTIES
here is a picture of walter dancing the
HORNPIPE !
SEA SHANTIES
here are some pix from a typical hamburg harbour pub (hafen-kneipe) ... look for walter and hamburger, check pix number 6 >>>
HAFENKNEIPE
It frightens me that kuddeldaddeldu makes sense to me. :wink:
I was probably the only kid in my neighbourhood growing up who thought that music with foghorn and ship bell accompaniment was great. Thanks to hamburger!
Well, hamburger does have a really good sense of and taste in great, good music!
The Decemberists
Shanty For The Arethusa
(written by: Colin Meloy)
From the album "Her Majesty The Decemberists"
We set to sail on a packet full of spice, rum and tea-leaves.
We've emptied out all the bars and the bowery hotels.
Tell your daughters do not walk the streets alone tonight
Tell your daughters do not walk the streets alone tonight.
To tell the tale of the jewess and the mandarin chinese boy
He led her down from her gilded canopy of cloth.
And through her blindfold she could make out the figures there before her
And how the air was thick with incense, cardamom and myrrh.
So goodnight, boys, goodnight
Say goodnight, boys, goodnight
We set to sail on the clipper that's bound for South Australia
The weather's warm there, the natives are dark and nubile.
But if you listen, quiet, you can hear the footsteps on the cross-trees
The ghosts of sailors passed, their spectral bodies clinging to the shrouds.
So goodnight, boys, goodnight
Say goodnight, boys, goodnight
I managed to alter the words for a fish-finger commercial to make them a genuine 'song of the sea'.....
Quote:I'll sing you a song, a song of the sea
Blow, blow, blow the man down
Rum and the lash and so-do-my.....
Ahh, good ol' Captain Hindgrinder....