Jack in the Green
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[http://www.profounddecisions.co.uk/mediawiki-public/images/music/daisy/jack-in-the-green.mp3 Free mp3 of Daisy singing Jack in the Green with Glasgow Madrigirls.] | [http://www.profounddecisions.co.uk/mediawiki-public/images/music/daisy/jack-in-the-green.mp3 Free mp3 of Daisy singing Jack in the Green with Glasgow Madrigirls.] | ||
<ic>"This song has always been very popular with the Ramsbruck family of Bregasland, to whom Jack belonged before | Sheet music can be found [http://www.northshield.co.uk/KitsTunes/Jack%20in%20the%20Green_noharmony.pdf here] and a harmony version [http://www.northshield.co.uk/KitsTunes/Jack%20in%20the%20Green.pdf here] | ||
<ic>"This song has always been very popular with the Ramsbruck family of Bregasland, to whom Jack belonged before they became Jack. It barely gets a reaction now - unless the singers venture one of the less-well-known raunchy verses, which sometimes causes a raised eyebrow, or a quiet "Now then" before Jack goes back to doing whatever they were doing before."</ic> | |||
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Revision as of 21:11, 24 June 2016
Tune and lyrics by Martin Graebe. Good version on youtube here
Free mp3 of Daisy singing Jack in the Green with Glasgow Madrigirls.
Sheet music can be found here and a harmony version here
Now Winter is over I'm happy to say And we're all met again on the first day of May And we're all met again for to dance and to sing And to go about dancing with Jack- in - the- Green
Jack- in - the- Green, Jack- in - the- Green And we'll dance every Springtime with Jack- in - the- Green
Now Jack- in - the- Green is a vey strange man Though he dies every Autumn he is born every Spring And each year on his birthday we dance through the streets And in return Jack he will ripen the wheat
With his mantle he'll cover the trees that are bare And our gardens he'll trim with his jacket so fair And the fields he will sow with the hair of his head And the corn it will ripen til old Jack is dead
Now the sun is half up and it tokens the hour When the children arrive with their garlands of flowers So now let the music and dancing begin And toast the good heart of young Jack- in- the- Green