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I mean to say, the time-honoured name of Birkenhead- my home- is not mentioned in this version of the song: but any man who knows his history will be well aware which yard Mr Laird founded and ran. Oh to be a shipbuilder for the Rebels...

only two comments? I am astonished, I am amaze that this doesn't have more engagement. But allow me to tell you this: this is a proud song for the good townsfolk of Birkenhead.

Great stuff

"God of our fathers, known of old, Lord of our far-flung battle line, Beneath whose awful hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine - Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget-lest we forget! The tumult and the shouting dies; The Captains and the Kings depart: Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heart. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget-lest we forget! Far-called, our navies melt away; On dune and headland sinks the fire: Lo, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! Judge of the Nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget-lest we forget! If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe, Such boastings as the Gentiles use, Or lesser breeds without the Law- Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget-lest we forget! For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube and iron shard, All valiant dust that builds on dust, And, guarding, calls not Thee to guard; For frantic boast and foolish word- Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!"

this is drill music for the 18th century 😅❤️

I can't thank you enough for putting this on TH-cam, it's the only way I can easily share some of English folk music's finest recordings. Cheers!

Words by Rudyard Kipling.

CD 2: The Fox Jumps Over the Parson’s Gate The Spotted Cow (Roud 956) - 0:00 Two Pretty Boys (The Two Brothers) (Roud 38; Child 49) --- 2:36 Female Drummer (Roud 226; G/D 1:182; Henry H497) --- 5:02 Here’s Adieu Sweet Lovely Nancy (Roud 165) --- 8:45 The Ghost Song (The Cruel Ship’s Carpenter) (Roud 15; Laws P36A; G/D 2:201, 2:202) --- 11:17 The Carnal and the Crane (Roud 306; Child 55) --- 14:47 The Little Black Horse (The Penny Wager) (Roud 393) --- 16:46 The Barley and the Rye (Roud 23268) --- 19:41 The Turkish Lady (Roud 8124; Laws O26) --- 21:41 Warlike Seamen (The Irish Captain) (Roud 690; G/D 1:41; Henry H560) --- 25:29 The Blackberry Fold (Roud 559; Laws O10) --- 28:18 Saint Stephen (Roud 8331) ---- 32:34 The Rigs of London Town (Roud 868; G/D 2:299) --- 36:18 The Fox Jumps Over the Parson’s Gate (Roud 217; G/D 4:727) --- 39:02

CD 1: Mainly Norfolk The German Musicianer (Roud 17774) --- 0:00 Georgie (Roud 90; Child 209; G/D 2:249) --- 2:57 Lovely Joan (Roud 592) --- 5:36 The Fourteenth of February (Roud 528; Laws K29; G/D 1:47) --- 7:24 The Shooting of His Dear (Roud 166; Laws O36; Henry H114) --- 10:02 The Saucy Sailor (Roud 531; Laws K38; G/D 1:49) --- 12:14 Yarmouth Town --- 14:08 Just As the Tide Was Flowing (Roud 1105) --- 16:43 Fakenham Fair --- 19:32 The Lofty Tall Ship (Roud 104; Child 250) --- 21:37 Butter and Cheese and All (Roud 510; G/D 4:914) --- 24:16 The Turtle Dove (Roud 422) --- 26:52 CD 1: Fair England’s Shore Young Roger, Esq. (Roud 680; Laws P8; G/D 4:761; Henry H90) --- 29:09 Fanny Blair (Roud 1393) --- 30:58 Long Pegging Awl (Roud 2126) --- 33:47 The Good Luck Ship (Roud 951; G/D 1:40) --- 35:18 The Green Bed (Roud 276; Laws K36; G/D 1:48; Henry H779) --- 38:06 All Around My Hat (Roud 22518) --- 40:50 The Dockyard Gate (Roud 1739) --- 43:01 The Prentice Boy (Roud 263; Laws P35; G/D 2:200) --- 44:59 The Dogger Bank (Roud 18836) --- 48:29 The Dark-Eyed Sailor (Roud 265; Laws N35; G/D 5:1037; Henry H232) --- 50:35 You Gentlemen of England (Roud 18526) --- 52:34 The Jolly Roving Tar (Roud 2807) --- 54:18 Apparently I have nothing better to do with my time.

This song is actually supposed about Henry VIII. The Mary Rose was designed in 1509, just after Henry VII died. She was a pet project of young King Henry.

Give a listen to Mike Agranoff's version

I love the story this song tells

Gorgeous song! I wish it had more views!

Best version...

17:27

Where did you learn this song? I've been looking but can't find any history about it, ie region or any other recordings. Beautiful song!

Funnily enough this same tune is used in a couple of American Civil War songs as well

Dont u give a f about these english people have u got a black heart

A VERY SAD SONG

So glad to have a way to sing these words. Kipling wrote so many many great lyrics, and this is a wonderful song to sing near hives abs flowers.

For some reason this has been stuck in my head for the last couple weeks

just think over 2500 years later people are still proclaiming Cyrus II of Persia's greatest victory

What a song!

A song truly inhabits you , when you find yourself singing it acapella from start to end.And should a few spoons be within your reach,...well...

Frankie Armstrong and Roy Bailey brought me here

Just brilliant ❤

Dot hear that accent no mre !

with Heather Wood harmony vocals his former bandmate in The Young Tradition

We had not been sailing but four frosty nights, But four frosty nights and five days; When there we espied a lofty tall ship, Come a-bearing down on us, brave boys. “Hallo and hallo, you lofty tall ship, What makes you to sail so nigh?” “I’m a rich merchant’s ship bound for London Town Won’t you please pull to and let me pass by.” “Oh no and oh no, you lofty tall ship, Such a thing well it never won’t be. For I am turned robber all on the salt sea For to maintain my two brothers and I.” “So it’s let out your courses and let go of your main sheets And bring your ship under my lee. And I will take from you your rich merchant’s good, merchant’s goods, And point your bow guns to the sea.” “I won’t let out my courses nor let go of my main sheets Nor bring my ship under your lee. And you shan’t tear from me my rich merchant’s good, merchant’s goods, Nor point my bow guns to the sea.” So it’s broadside and broadside these vessels did lay For fully two hours or more. Until Henry Martin gave him the death shot And she sank and she never rose more. Bad news I’ve to tell you, bad news I’ve to tell, Bad news I’m a-going to tell. Of a lofty tall ship and she’s passed away And the most of her mariners drowned.

Brilliant, lived at Bellman 33 years, knew John Peel came to Bellman hence the name name from when the pub [farmhouse in my days] was Hark to Bellman, researched the area since 1992 never came across this song until Bridget from Rydal just across the road from Bellman posted it...Brilliant.

Chills every time

This stayed in my head and my heart and soul for decades. So beautiful and honesr in love for Our Lord!

43:35 John Tams in an English Folk channel? Now that's soldiering!

phenominal

Ever since I first heard this song, I find myself singing on average once a week.

This is fantastic. Thank you for sharing.

We can add a new verse about the hoards from the Middle East; from Africa; from the Subcontinent. This song is more relevant today than it has been in a thousand years. This land remains ours!

This an old song. I have always loved it.

I came here because I cannot stop clicking on the church.

It’s FANNY Blair, not SUNNY … but it’s a great pleasure to hear this recording!

Supper fine folk song and sung

Penny decorated twopence plain. Lovely. Micheal Ban

..."BBC World Service"

Did you do the chapters in the video or are they automatically generated?

Rap ’er to bank, my canny lad! Wind ’er away, keep turnin! The back-shift men are comin’ hame, They’ll be back here in the mornin’. My father used to call the turn When the lang shift it was all over. And comin’ by, ye’d hear him cry; You know it’s after four? He cried: Rap ’er to bank, my canny lad! Wind ’er away, keep turnin! The back-shift men are comin’ hame, They’ll be back here in the mornin’. And when that awful day arrived, On the last shift for me father, A fall of stones and broken bones, But still above the clatter, he cried: Rap ’er to bank, my canny lad! Wind ’er right slow, that’s clever! This old lad he’s taken bad, He’ll be back here never '

I had this on The Young Tradition Sampler.

Nice to hear song about an old town a few miles from my Airmyn. But the nearest hill is more than ten mile from Howden.

I remember hearing Bernard Wrigley, Gary and Vera Aspey, and Wilf Darlington singing this song on Folk on Two (BBC Radio 2) several decades ago. Bernard took the lead part, croaking away in his famous "Bolton Bullfrog" voice, and managing to make my headphones throb as he hit the low note on that final phrase "on his way to his home down in HELL". A very memorable performance!

His rhythm is also brilliant and endlessly interesting. I feel like I’ve heard this singing for centuries

The fiddle in this song is absolutely intoxicating