I'm told by my parents that when I was a toddler, one of my first "words" was my word for music- "heydi." It came from this song, from this album, which they played for me over and over again because I always demanded it. Age and adulthood has tempered many things, but not my love of this stunningly beautiful song.
Came here this time because "If You'll Marry Me" from The Sorcerer was reminding me of it. Hadn't been here in a while until now. Good memories. ☺️ *Very* good memories. Magical. ✨✨✨🌟⭐🌟✨✨✨
I have a song to sing, O (Sing me your song, O) It is sung to the moon by a love-lorn loon Who fled from the mocking throng-o It's the song of a merry man moping mum Whose soul was sad and his glance was glum Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady I have a song to sing, O (What is your song, O?) It is sung with the ring of the songs maids sing Who loved with a love life-long-o It's a song of a merry maid pearly proud Who loved a Lord and who laughed aloud At the moan of the merry man moping mum Whose soul was sad and his glance was glum Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady I have a song to sing, O (Sing me your song, O) It is sung to the knell of a church-yard bell And a doleful dirge ding-dong O It's a song of a popinjay bravely born Who turned up his noble nose with scorn At the humble merry maid pearly proud Who loved a Lord and who laughed aloud At the moan of a merry man moping mum Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady I have a song to sing, O (I have a song to sing) I have a song to sing, O It is sung with a sigh and a tear in the eye For it tells of a righted wrong-o It's a song of the merry maid once so gay Who turned on her heel and tripped away From the peacock popinjay bravely born Who turned up his noble nose with scorn At the humble heart that he did not prize So she begged on her knees with downcast eyes For the love of the merry man moping mum Whose soul was sad and his glance was glum Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de His pains were o'er and he sighed no more For he lived in the love of a lady Hey-di, hey-di His pains were o'er and he sighed no more For he lived in the love of a lady
My version I have a song to sing, O (Sing me your song, O) It is sung to the moon by a love-lorn loon Who fled from the mocking throng-o It's the song of a merry man moping mum Whose soul was sad and his glance was glum Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady I have a song to sing, O (What is your song, O?) It is sung with the ring of the songs maids sing Who loved with a love life-long-o It's a song of a merry maid pearly proud Who loved a Lord and who laughed aloud At the moan of the merry man moping mum Whose soul was sad and his glance was glum Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady I have a song to sing, O (Sing me your song, O) It is sung to the knell of a church-yard bell And a doleful dirge ding-dong O It's a song of a popinjay bravely born Who turned up his noble nose with scorn At the humble merry maid pearly proud Who loved a Lord and who laughed aloud At the moan of a merry man moping mum Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb As he sighed for the love of a lady I have a song to sing, O (I have a song to sing) I have a song to sing, O It is sung with a sigh and a tear in the eye For it tells of a righted wrong-o It's a song of the merry maid once so gay Who turned on her heel and tripped away From the peacock popinjay bravely born Who turned up his noble nose with scorn At the humble heart that he did not prize So she begged on her knees with downcast eyes For the love of the merry man moping mum Whose soul was sad and his glance was glum Whose pains were o’er and who sighed no more For he lived in the love of a lady Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de His pains were o'er and he sighed no more For he lived in the love of a lady Hey-di, hey-di His pains were o'er and he sighed no more For he lived in the love of a lady
i'm on the belief that they said this song was bill's fauvorite just to make it a little more dramatic. (evil genius doc reference sorry for bad english)
I'm told by my parents that when I was a toddler, one of my first "words" was my word for music- "heydi." It came from this song, from this album, which they played for me over and over again because I always demanded it.
Age and adulthood has tempered many things, but not my love of this stunningly beautiful song.
One of my favorite Gilbert & Sullivan songs. I had no idea this rendition existed until UA-cam randomly recommended it.
Found this six years ago when I was searching for the lyrics.
This one is now my favorite version/rendition.
Peter, Paul and Mary forever. ❤️💙❤️
Yeomen and f the Guard ❤️
I grew up with this album in 1970s, it still is a great album. It will never get old❤
January 2021
Netflix’s “Evil Genius” doc brought me here.
Same
Me too
Wow. Never heard this rendition before. Beautiful in its simplicity
This song popped into my head this morning. I haven't heard it for years.
Sung by the jester Jack Point in Gilbert & Sullivan’s comic opera The Yeoman of the Guard. I have never heard this version before.
Came here this time because "If You'll Marry Me" from The Sorcerer was reminding me of it.
Hadn't been here in a while until now.
Good memories. ☺️
*Very* good memories.
Magical. ✨✨✨🌟⭐🌟✨✨✨
Omg this album was one of my favorites as a kid. Such nostalgic memories.
Childhood favorite, never outgrown. I have no idea why PP&M put a Gilbert & Sullivan song on a children's album, but it's lovely.
有从吉祥哥哥那里过来的？
唉，用情太深
＋1😂
有
加一
FSF JKH 迟到了
from Evil Genius lol
Thanks, Jessica, for putting this version up.
I have a song to sing, O
(Sing me your song, O)
It is sung to the moon by a love-lorn loon
Who fled from the mocking throng-o
It's the song of a merry man moping mum
Whose soul was sad and his glance was glum
Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
I have a song to sing, O
(What is your song, O?)
It is sung with the ring of the songs maids sing
Who loved with a love life-long-o
It's a song of a merry maid pearly proud
Who loved a Lord and who laughed aloud
At the moan of the merry man moping mum
Whose soul was sad and his glance was glum
Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
I have a song to sing, O
(Sing me your song, O)
It is sung to the knell of a church-yard bell
And a doleful dirge ding-dong O
It's a song of a popinjay bravely born
Who turned up his noble nose with scorn
At the humble merry maid pearly proud
Who loved a Lord and who laughed aloud
At the moan of a merry man moping mum
Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum
Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
I have a song to sing, O
(I have a song to sing)
I have a song to sing, O
It is sung with a sigh and a tear in the eye
For it tells of a righted wrong-o
It's a song of the merry maid once so gay
Who turned on her heel and tripped away
From the peacock popinjay bravely born
Who turned up his noble nose with scorn
At the humble heart that he did not prize
So she begged on her knees with downcast eyes
For the love of the merry man moping mum
Whose soul was sad and his glance was glum
Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
His pains were o'er and he sighed no more
For he lived in the love of a lady
Hey-di, hey-di
His pains were o'er and he sighed no more
For he lived in the love of a lady
Nice version of this Gilbert & Sullivan song from Yeomen of the Guard
My version
I have a song to sing, O
(Sing me your song, O)
It is sung to the moon by a love-lorn loon
Who fled from the mocking throng-o
It's the song of a merry man moping mum
Whose soul was sad and his glance was glum
Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
I have a song to sing, O
(What is your song, O?)
It is sung with the ring of the songs maids sing
Who loved with a love life-long-o
It's a song of a merry maid pearly proud
Who loved a Lord and who laughed aloud
At the moan of the merry man moping mum
Whose soul was sad and his glance was glum
Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
I have a song to sing, O
(Sing me your song, O)
It is sung to the knell of a church-yard bell
And a doleful dirge ding-dong O
It's a song of a popinjay bravely born
Who turned up his noble nose with scorn
At the humble merry maid pearly proud
Who loved a Lord and who laughed aloud
At the moan of a merry man moping mum
Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum
Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a lady
I have a song to sing, O
(I have a song to sing)
I have a song to sing, O
It is sung with a sigh and a tear in the eye
For it tells of a righted wrong-o
It's a song of the merry maid once so gay
Who turned on her heel and tripped away
From the peacock popinjay bravely born
Who turned up his noble nose with scorn
At the humble heart that he did not prize
So she begged on her knees with downcast eyes
For the love of the merry man moping mum
Whose soul was sad and his glance was glum
Whose pains were o’er and who sighed no more
For he lived in the love of a lady
Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
His pains were o'er and he sighed no more
For he lived in the love of a lady
Hey-di, hey-di
His pains were o'er and he sighed no more
For he lived in the love of a lady
always been a fan of ppm. evil genius introduced this to me
404th like.
Jessica Brandsma, thank you for posting. ☺️
What a fine arrangement!
Lovely version. Challenging lyrics sung beautifully by PPM.
Well said, John Harrill, the excellent clip of that outdoor Sydney concert was taken down last year sometime. Here's to its reposting
有从祥哥那边来的吗🌚🌚
都是 evil genius那个案件过来的...
Evil Genius doc
Here's for Will who never felt the love of a lady pure and true;
And once you stare down the abyss - the abyss does stare into you
Thanks! I love this version.
TOKAMEEL ....
TOKAMEEL is the first two letters of the names of the 4
people in my family. It’s never been used by anyone else. :)
i'm on the belief that they said this song was bill's fauvorite just to make it a little more dramatic. (evil genius doc reference sorry for bad english)
I have been a PPM fan for thirty years but didn't know if this song until looking it up after "Evil Genius"
Thanks a ton
Heard this version on Briarpatch. Love it.
One more... from Portugal
I wish someone would post the live performance of the song from the concert in Australia
John Harrill , it's there now just watched it!
Estas aquí por que lo viste en genios del mal y te gusta investigar 😂
Cesar Luis yo si! 😂
I love Peter, Paul, and Mary's, version of Yeomen of the Guard. I personally I think it's the best ever.
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brillant
Difficult lyrics...well done! Wonder how many takes they took to nail this down in the studio? Of course, PPM were pros, but still...
This rhyme scheme reminds me of Sam's Rhyme of the Troll.
Haha Angela Layana, I just did the same thing! 🙂
Is this the song they sang at the opening of the Sydney opera house?
Yes, there used to be a copy on UA-cam a few months ago but it seems to have disappeared.
Nexflix???
Who's here after watching Briarpatch?? 🙋🏾♂️🙋🙋🏼♂️🙋🏾♀️
*Evil genius.*
Yes, i saw it now.
Boring
ههلا ميم انا بعد مثلك جيت من النت فلكس هههههه الحب ومايسوي ♥️
Bill’s song.
Hola. Vine acá por Brian Wells
Who's here after watching Briarpatch?? 🙋🏾♂️🙋🙋🏼♂️🙋🏾♀️