Love, Crime, and Fiddle Music - album in progress

by Duncan Cameron

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(Chorus) V'là l'bon vent, v'là joli vent V'là l'bon vent, ma mie m'appelle V'là l'bon vent. v'là joli vent V'là l'bon vent, ma mie m'attend (verses) Derrière chez nous y'a t'un étang Trois beaux canards s'en vont baignant Le fils du roi s'en va chassant Avec son grand fusil d'argent Visa le noir tua le blanc Et toutes ses plumes s'en vont au vent Y sont trois dames les ramassant Et nous ferons un lit de camp Nous coucherons tous deux dedans Pour y avoir des petits enfants
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Little Sally Rachet Oh, little Sally Rachet, (Haul 'em away!) She pawned me brand new jacket; (Haul 'em away!) Sold the ticket. (Haul 'em away!) To me holly hiro (Haul 'em away!) Little Katie Riddle, [Chorus continues as above] She broke me brand new fiddle; Has a hole right up the middle. Oh, little flubbin' Anna, She slipped on a banana, And now she can't play the pi-ana. Oh, little Suzy Skinner, She says she's a beginner, But she prefers it to her dinner. And little Kimmy Larson, She's married to the Parson, 'Cause they had a little barson. Little Penny Taylor Swore she'd never touch a sailor: She got harpooned by a whaler! And little Nancy Tucket, She washes in a bucket. She's a whore, but she don't look it. Let's get out me fighting cocks now, (Haul 'em away!) Let's get up and split them blocks now, (Haul 'em away!) And it's huff boys, and puff boys, (Haul 'em away!) And now that'll be enough, boys -- (HAUL 'EM AWAY!)
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Adieu, sweet lovely Nancy, ten thousand times adieu I'm a-going round the ocean, love, to seek for something new Come change your ring with me, dear girl, come change your ring with me, For it might be a token of true love while I am on the sea. When I am far upon the sea, you knows not where I am Kind letters I will write to you from every foreign land The secrets of your heart, dear girl, are the best of my good will So let my body be where it might, my heart is with you still. But when the wars are over, there'll be peace on every shore We will drink to our wives and our children, and the girls that we adore We'll call for liquor merrily, and spend out money free And when the money it is all gone, we'll boldly go to sea. So adieu, sweet lovely Nancy, ten thousand times adieu I'm a-going round the ocean, love, to seek for something new Come change your ring with me, dear girl, come change your ring with me, For it might be a token of true love while I am on the sea.
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Dans la prison de Londres 
Tam tiddle-attle dom, ta dum tam tiddle-attle dom 
Dans la prison de Londres 
Il y a-t-un prisonnier, il y a-t-un prisonnier Personne venait le voir-e 
Que la fille du geôlier, que la fille du geôlier Dîtes moi donc la belle 
Demain si je mourrai, demain si je mourrai Puisque je meurs demain 
Lâcher moi donc les pieds, lâcher moi donc les pieds Quand il eu les pieds lâches 
À mer il s'est jeté, à mer il s'est jeté À la première plonge 
Il a manqué s'noyer, il a manqué s'noyer À la deuxième plonge 
La mer il traversai, la mer il traversai Quand il fût sur ses côtes 
Il se mit à chanter, il se mit à chanter Si jamais j'y retourne 
Oui je l'épouserai, oui je l'épouserai
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There was a lord in the north country Who courted a lady gay As they were riding side by side A wager he did lay “I will wager you, my love, A hundred pounds to your one That a maid you'll go to the Broomfield Hill And a maid you'll ne'er return.” As she sat in her own bower door It's there she made a moan Saying, "Should I go to the Broomfield Hill Or should I stay at home?" Oh up and spoke an old witch woman As she sat all alone Saying, “You may go to the Broomfield Hill And yet a maid return.” “For when you get to the Broomfield Hill You'll find your lover asleep With his hawk and his hound and his good grey mare And to him you will creep,” “And you'll pick the blossoms from off the broom The blossom that smells so sweet And you’ll strew them around his head and feet The sounder will he sleep.” So she's gone up the Broomfield Hill And she’s found her lover asleep And gently, gently she’s kissed his lips Which were so red and sweet. And she's picked the blossoms from off the broom The blossom that smells so sweet And she’s laid some down at the crown of his head And more at the sole of his feet And she's pulled off her golden ring Placed it in his right hand All for to let her true love know That she'd been there and gone “Oh, where were you, my noble hawk And where were you, my steed And where were you, my good greyhound Why did you not waken me?” “Oh I clapped with my wings, master, And all my bells I rang But I could not waken you in time Before your lady ran!” “Sleep more in the night, Master, And sleep less in the day. Then you might see when your love comes And when she goes away!” There was a lord in the north country Who courted a lady gay As they were riding side by side A wager he did lay Oh, bitter did that lady weep When first came to the hill But laughing came she down again For the wager she did win!
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Mon père n'avait fille que moi (bis) Mon père n'avait fille que moi (bis) Encore sur la mer il m'envoie Des choux pis des melons, des patates et des oignons pis des groseilles Pis encore un p'tit ver de vin, d'l'anguille et du boudin, du tabac, des alumettes Pis encore un p'tit ver de vin, d'l'anguille et du boudin, du tabac, des alumettes Le marinier qui m'y menait Il devint amoureux de moi Ma mignonette embrassez moi O non monsieur je n'oserais Car si mon papa le savais Fille battu ce serais moi Mais qui la belle lui dirais? Ce sera les oiseaux des bois Les oiseaux des bois parlent pas Ils le diront à ton papa Ça lui rappelera dans c' temps là Les filles qu'enjolaient les garçons Faisais pas l'amour quand on voulait Faisais l'amour quand on pouvait
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Quand j'étais jeune à dix-huit ans, j'ai été un an galant J'allais le soir aux assemblés, ma mie à mon côté Viens donc se soir, mon beau galant: Papa ne s'ra pas là Le beau galant n'a pas manqué, onze heures est arrivée Mon beau galant déshabilles-toi, dans ce lit couches-toi Il ne fut pas si tôt couché que l'galant s'endormi Le lendemain au point du jour il vient me dire bonjour J'm'en fous pas mal de tes bonjours, t'auras pas mes amours C'est quand on tire la caille au gai qu'il faut la déplumer C'est quand on tient les filles au lit qu'il faut les divertir

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This is a selection of music that Duncan Cameron is working on. Some or all of it may be released at a later date, but currently this music is only available here.

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released March 1, 2017

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Duncan Cameron Sudbury, Ontario

Raised in a musical family, Duncan Cameron has been a member of many groups including The Pierre Schryer Band (Juno nominated in 2004), Fig For a Kiss (nominated for a Canadian Folk Music Award in 2006), and Fagroongala and The Irish Descendants. He has toured across North America and Europe singing in French and English and playing fiddle, guitar, bouzouki, tin whistle, harmonica and bodhrán. ... more

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