Lost my beloved friend and listened to this and thought of him, thinking of him forever gone. Found my beloved friend and listened to this and thought of him, knowing him now not gone Thank you for this
This song has a very personal meaning to me, as I know it does to others. I played it at my mother's funeral and have kept playing it in many pubs since. Thank you, sir, for bringing me to tears again.
USMC. Fought for 2 long and bloody years in Afghanistan. Lost plenty of good brothers over there. This song is a good reminder for me to keep goin. That sometimes there's not one can do Sept keep on fighting.
I enjoyed this rendition better than both Archie Fisher's and Stan Roger's. Clear and solid singing with simple but effective instrumental backup. I'm going to learn this song from this rendition and use my hurdy-gurdy as a simple backup instrument. I'll be happy if it is only half as good. Great job!
Wow! Was looking up the different versions of this song.....way to do it justice! From the first note I was hooked! Thank you for this beautiful contribution to this song.
Pale was the wounded knight, that bore the rowan shield Loud and cruel were the raven's cries that feasted on the field Saying "Beck water cold and clear will never clean your wound There's none but the witch of the Westmoreland can make thee hale and soond" So turn, turn your stallion's head 'til his red mane flies in the wind And the rider of the moon goes by and the bright star falls behind And clear was the paley moon when his shadow passed him by Below the hills were the brightest stars when he heard the owlet cry. Saying "Why do you ride this way, and wherefore came you here?" "I seek the Witch of the Westmorland that dwells by the winding mere" And it's weary by the Ullswater and the misty brake fern way Til throught the cleft in the Kirkstane Pass the winding water lay He said "Lie down, by brindled hound and rest ye, my good grey hawk And thee, my steed may graze thy field for I must dismount and walk, But come when you hear my horn and answer swift the call For I fear ere the sun will rise this morn ye will serve me best of all" And it's down to the water's brim he's born the rowan shield And the goldenrod he has cast in to see what the lake might yield And wet she rose from the lake, and fast and fleet went she One half the form of a maiden fair with a jet black mare's body And loud, long and shrill he blew til his steed was by his side High overhead the grey hawk flew and swiftly did he ride Saying "Course well, my brindled hound, and fetch me the jet black mare Stoop and strike, my good grey hawk, and bring me the maiden fair" She said "Pray, sheathe thy silvery sword. Lay down thy rown shield For I see by the briny blood that flows you've been wounded in the field" And she stood in a gown of the velvet blue, bound round withh a silver chain And she's kissed his pale lips once and twice and three times round again And she's bound his wounds with the goldenrod, full fast in her arms he lay And he has risen hale and sound with the sun high in the day She said "Ride with your brindled hound at heel, and your good grey hawk in hand There's none can harm the knight who's lain with the Witch of the Westmorland. "
I dunno if you're actually listening to my requests for longer songs but I am going to pretend you are. Any chance to do another solo concert or live stream like you did last year?
Lost my beloved friend and listened to this and thought of him, thinking of him forever gone.
Found my beloved friend and listened to this and thought of him, knowing him now not gone
Thank you for this
This song has a very personal meaning to me, as I know it does to others. I played it at my mother's funeral and have kept playing it in many pubs since. Thank you, sir, for bringing me to tears again.
Could you sing “Northwest Passage?” Also made famous by Dear Old Stan.
One of the best traditional singers around. Strong and clear👍
Thank you
I am Japanese and I am translating. I support you
USMC. Fought for 2 long and bloody years in Afghanistan. Lost plenty of good brothers over there. This song is a good reminder for me to keep goin. That sometimes there's not one can do Sept keep on fighting.
The story, the visuals...really takes me somewhere. I only knew this song from Stan Rogers and assumed it was an ancient ballad. I love your voice
One of my favorite songs by my favorite artist. Thank you for this gift to my ears.
Thank you
I enjoyed this rendition better than both Archie Fisher's and Stan Roger's. Clear and solid singing with simple but effective instrumental backup. I'm going to learn this song from this rendition and use my hurdy-gurdy as a simple backup instrument. I'll be happy if it is only half as good. Great job!
One of my favourite songs, expertly sung!
Your voice makes my eyes leak. I could listen to you for hours ❤
A beautiful and manly version it is, as full of life and vigour as everything you sing. Thank you sir!
Many thanks!
Great version!!
Love it, love it, love it! 😁
Congratulations for the North water theme feature! Well deserved. That song and your "old maui" have become staple shanties in my household
Wow man, I love your voice. Hard days get a whole lot easier with a good lad singing to you at the end of the day
Bring blizzards. Send storms. Hurl hardships my way. For with this rendition ringing in my ears no failure will befall me.
Sing loud and proud matey 👍
Hearing your voice sing this song is good for the soul. Thank you.
You have a fabulous voice! And adding in the concertina? Giving Stan a run for his money there, God rest him
Wow! Was looking up the different versions of this song.....way to do it justice! From the first note I was hooked! Thank you for this beautiful contribution to this song.
Sailing on
Amazing. Probably the most similar tone to stan I've ever heard. Simply Amazing.
David you are a legend! But please blink more
What a wonderful voice
cant decide between yours, Archie's and Stan's version.. Just going to line them all up one after another in the playlist, great cover.
Made my day!
God yes. Sir
Спасибо за Ваше творчество Дэвид!!
Bravo ol chap Brilliant!
Excellent in every way
oh what have I found this room full of gems with david coffin named on the door
Would love to hear you play Fires of Calais by James Keelaghan.
Thenk you for your ar David!!
Thank
Oh nice, i completely missed that you covered that one!
Do you plan to cover more of Stan Rogers's or Archie Fisher's songs?
Would you consider covering Hymn to Breaking Strain by Julia Ecklar and Leslie Fish? It’s a setting of a Kipling poem about engineering
Pale was the wounded knight, that bore the rowan shield
Loud and cruel were the raven's cries that feasted on the field
Saying "Beck water cold and clear will never clean your wound
There's none but the witch of the Westmoreland can make thee hale and soond"
So turn, turn your stallion's head 'til his red mane flies in the wind
And the rider of the moon goes by and the bright star falls behind
And clear was the paley moon when his shadow passed him by
Below the hills were the brightest stars when he heard the owlet cry.
Saying "Why do you ride this way, and wherefore came you here?"
"I seek the Witch of the Westmorland that dwells by the winding mere"
And it's weary by the Ullswater and the misty brake fern way
Til throught the cleft in the Kirkstane Pass the winding water lay
He said "Lie down, by brindled hound and rest ye, my good grey hawk
And thee, my steed may graze thy field for I must dismount and walk,
But come when you hear my horn and answer swift the call
For I fear ere the sun will rise this morn ye will serve me best of all"
And it's down to the water's brim he's born the rowan shield
And the goldenrod he has cast in to see what the lake might yield
And wet she rose from the lake, and fast and fleet went she
One half the form of a maiden fair with a jet black mare's body
And loud, long and shrill he blew til his steed was by his side
High overhead the grey hawk flew and swiftly did he ride
Saying "Course well, my brindled hound, and fetch me the jet black mare
Stoop and strike, my good grey hawk, and bring me the maiden fair"
She said "Pray, sheathe thy silvery sword. Lay down thy rown shield
For I see by the briny blood that flows you've been wounded in the field"
And she stood in a gown of the velvet blue, bound round withh a silver chain
And she's kissed his pale lips once and twice and three times round again
And she's bound his wounds with the goldenrod, full fast in her arms he lay
And he has risen hale and sound with the sun high in the day
She said "Ride with your brindled hound at heel, and your good grey hawk in hand
There's none can harm the knight who's lain with the Witch of the Westmorland. "
David is that an English Concertina 🪗?
It is. Baritone-Treble Wheatstone 1912.
Do you happen to know where I can buy the sheet music for the melody?
I love you
I dunno if you're actually listening to my requests for longer songs but I am going to pretend you are. Any chance to do another solo concert or live stream like you did last year?
Yes. Not sure when but yes.
@@DavidCoffinMusic huzzah! The sea blesses us once more!