Anais is such an exceptional performer, her poetry only rivals with her musicality and her so sweet voice ! The band is also not short of amazing talent to help her out
I agree about all you say about anais absolutely. But you do realise this is a traditional scottish ballad alternatively called "The Mother's Malison" filed under child, as ballad 216
Thank you for sharing this wonderful recording. Anais & Jefferson Hamer's album The Child Ballads, which contains this song, is an incredible collection of these very old pieces and I would recommend it to everyone.
Willie stands in his stable door And he's combing his coal black steed And he's thinking of fair Margaret's love And his heart began to bleed “Mother, fetch my hat and coat Help me tie them on I'll away to fair Margaret's bower Before the night comes on” “Stay at home with me, dear Willie Tonight there comes a storm I'll lay the table handsomely Your bed be soft and warm” “Your tables, mother, and your beds They cannot bring me rest I'll away to fair Margaret's bower Before the night is past” “If you go to fair Margaret's bower My curse will go with thee In the deepest part of the Clyde Water Drowned you shall be” “The good steed that I ride upon Cost me thrice thirty pounds I'll put my trust in his swift feet To take me safe and sound” He's rode over the high high hill And down the dewy glen And the rushing in the Clyde Water Would have feared five hundred men “Roaring Clyde, you roar so loud Your streams are wondrous strong Make me a wreck as I come back But spare me as I'm going” When he came to fair Margaret's gate He's called to her within “Rise up, rise up, maid Margaret Rise up and let me in” “Who's that stands at my garden gate Calling maid Margaret's name?” “It's only your first love, sweet William This night come to your home” “Open the door, Maid Margaret Open and let me in My boots are full of the Clyde Water And I'm shivering to the skin” “My stable is full of horses, Willie My barns are full of hay And my bowers are full of gentlemen They'll not remove till day” [Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/anais-mitchell-jefferson-hamer/-/clyde-waters-child-216.html] “Fare thee well, maid Margaret Fare thee well, adieu A curse my mother laid on me For coming this night to you” He's rode over the high high hill Down the dewy glen And the rushing in the Clyde Water Took Willie's hat from him And he's leaned him over his saddle bold To fetch his hat again And the rushing in the Clyde Water Took Willie's coat from him And he's leaned him over his saddle bold To catch his coat by force And the rushing in the Clyde Water Took Willie from his horse The very hour this young man sank Down in the watery deep Then up and rose maid Margaret Out of her drowsy sleep “Come here, come here, my mother dear I've dreamed a dreary dream I dreamed my lover was at our gate And nobody let him in” “Lie down, lie down, maid Margaret Your lover's come and gone The sport you would have made with him I've played it for my own” Nimbly, nimbly rose she up Down to the river's brim But the louder that this lady called The louder blew the wind The very first step that Margaret took She stepped up to her feet And “Oh, and alas” this lady sighs “Your water's wondrous deep” And the very next step that she went in She's waded to her knee Says she, “I would wade farther in If I my true lover could see” And the very last step that she went in She stepped up to her chin In the deepest part of the Clyde Water She found sweet William in “You have had a cruel mother Willie I have had another And now we'll sleep in Clyde Water Like sister and like brother”
First heard this song as "The Drowned Lovers" on the album Penguin Eggs by Nic Jones. For years that was my favorite rendition of the song. Now Anais Mitchell's version will be my favorite. I like this PHC recording better than the album version.
so nice to hear this gathering of some of my favorite musicians.Has Anais been on the show before?I've been following her work on you tube for a few years now,great to see her here.thanx
Because thats where polaris is based on the holy loch. If we're being honest there's probably mean more than a few times there's been a Russian in the clyde waters but the UK goverment would never admit it. Which is why we want them the fck of oor land and waters for good and why scotland deserves and needs independence now. Soar alba gu bráth
Everything about this performance of Clyde Waters is wonderful but the the wondrous thing is that upon each listening it just gets better and better.
Anais is such an exceptional performer, her poetry only rivals with her musicality and her so sweet voice ! The band is also not short of amazing talent to help her out
I agree about all you say about anais absolutely. But you do realise this is a traditional scottish ballad alternatively called "The Mother's Malison" filed under child, as ballad 216
@@rainblaze. Absolutely I bought the album she did on traditionnal songs but that doesn't diminish the performance !
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Thank you for sharing this wonderful recording. Anais & Jefferson Hamer's album The Child Ballads, which contains this song, is an incredible collection of these very old pieces and I would recommend it to everyone.
Takes my breath away!
If you haven't heard her album with Jefferson Hamer (this song is on it) go listen to it immediately. "Child Ballads"
beautiful. "What a story" is, I believe, how MC Chris Thile follows that shining performance
When I first heard/played (along with) this it made me think of Genesis' haunting "Throwing It All Away" (which I played later).
Hey there...do you know the chord progression of this? I'm a bit of a hack but would love to learn this. Cheers.
Love this strong performance and of course the boots @2:24. House band, par excellence.
Willie stands in his stable door
And he's combing his coal black steed
And he's thinking of fair Margaret's love
And his heart began to bleed
“Mother, fetch my hat and coat
Help me tie them on
I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night comes on”
“Stay at home with me, dear Willie
Tonight there comes a storm
I'll lay the table handsomely
Your bed be soft and warm”
“Your tables, mother, and your beds
They cannot bring me rest
I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night is past”
“If you go to fair Margaret's bower
My curse will go with thee
In the deepest part of the Clyde Water
Drowned you shall be”
“The good steed that I ride upon
Cost me thrice thirty pounds
I'll put my trust in his swift feet
To take me safe and sound”
He's rode over the high high hill
And down the dewy glen
And the rushing in the Clyde Water
Would have feared five hundred men
“Roaring Clyde, you roar so loud
Your streams are wondrous strong
Make me a wreck as I come back
But spare me as I'm going”
When he came to fair Margaret's gate
He's called to her within
“Rise up, rise up, maid Margaret
Rise up and let me in”
“Who's that stands at my garden gate
Calling maid Margaret's name?”
“It's only your first love, sweet William
This night come to your home”
“Open the door, Maid Margaret
Open and let me in
My boots are full of the Clyde Water
And I'm shivering to the skin”
“My stable is full of horses, Willie
My barns are full of hay
And my bowers are full of gentlemen
They'll not remove till day”
[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/anais-mitchell-jefferson-hamer/-/clyde-waters-child-216.html]
“Fare thee well, maid Margaret
Fare thee well, adieu
A curse my mother laid on me
For coming this night to you”
He's rode over the high high hill
Down the dewy glen
And the rushing in the Clyde Water
Took Willie's hat from him
And he's leaned him over his saddle bold
To fetch his hat again
And the rushing in the Clyde Water
Took Willie's coat from him
And he's leaned him over his saddle bold
To catch his coat by force
And the rushing in the Clyde Water
Took Willie from his horse
The very hour this young man sank
Down in the watery deep
Then up and rose maid Margaret
Out of her drowsy sleep
“Come here, come here, my mother dear
I've dreamed a dreary dream
I dreamed my lover was at our gate
And nobody let him in”
“Lie down, lie down, maid Margaret
Your lover's come and gone
The sport you would have made with him
I've played it for my own”
Nimbly, nimbly rose she up
Down to the river's brim
But the louder that this lady called
The louder blew the wind
The very first step that Margaret took
She stepped up to her feet
And “Oh, and alas” this lady sighs
“Your water's wondrous deep”
And the very next step that she went in
She's waded to her knee
Says she, “I would wade farther in
If I my true lover could see”
And the very last step that she went in
She stepped up to her chin
In the deepest part of the Clyde Water
She found sweet William in
“You have had a cruel mother Willie
I have had another
And now we'll sleep in Clyde Water
Like sister and like brother”
I don't suppose you know the chords and fingering? I'm a hack but would love to take a stab at it!
First heard this song as "The Drowned Lovers" on the album Penguin Eggs by Nic Jones. For years that was my favorite rendition of the song. Now Anais Mitchell's version will be my favorite. I like this PHC recording better than the album version.
Much though I love Nic, I've got to agree - this is my first exposure to Anais Mitchell, but I feel like it won't be the last. This is lovely.
And what can I say about a lovely lady named after 2 of my favorite 20th-century artists?!
Joni Nin, that is!
Absolutely beautiful tune! I had to look it up after hearing the rebroadcast today. Fantastic recording. Video cut is pretty distracting.
quality moment........
Mom of the year, ca. 1827.
so nice to hear this gathering of some of my favorite musicians.Has Anais been on the show before?I've been following her work on you tube for a few years now,great to see her here.thanx
Why is there a Russian in the Clyde Waters, and why did he take the Willy from his horse?
Because thats where polaris is based on the holy loch. If we're being honest there's probably mean more than a few times there's been a Russian in the clyde waters but the UK goverment would never admit it. Which is why we want them the fck of oor land and waters for good and why scotland deserves and needs independence now.
Soar alba gu bráth
But hear Kate Rusby's version ...