Hi all,

I have searched the internet for the words of an old song, I think it is called "Granny's old Arm Chair". The story is about a guy who is left an arm chair in his Granny's will. The chorus goes as follows.......

How they titterd How they laughed
All my brothers and my sisters laughed
When they heard the Lawyer declare
Granny has left you her old Arm Chair

The song ends when he finds that the chair is full of money, so he gets the last laugh.
I remember this song being sung by a "Trio" at concerts in the town back in the late 40s early 50s.
One of the trio was Jim Keery who lived in Mercer St.at the time. Any chance any of you can recall the song.

Beano

Beano,
Could this be it?http://www.pdmusic.org/1800s/80goac.txt

Hope so
RLR

Beano,

Sweetie knows this song, he knows nearly them all.

My Grandmother, she at the age of eighty three
One day in May, was taken ill and died
After whe was dead, the will of course was read
By a lawyer, as we all stood by her side.

To my brother it was found
She had left a hundred pound
T0 the same unto my sister, I declare
But when he came to me
The lawyer said I see
she has left to u her old armchair.

How they tittered, how they chaffed
How my brother and my sister laughed
When they heard the lawyer declare
Granny has left u her old armchair.

Sweetie says there are 5/6 verses.
So I looked it up and found it under

"The Max Hunter Folk Song Collection".

U must be going to have a sing, song, tonight.I thought u were on holiday.

Katie

Hi Low Roader,

Many thanks, that's it .....spot on, I guess I didn't look hard enough. The chorus has been going through my head for about 10 days so I had to find out the rest of the words.

Katie,
Sweetie was on the ball as well, word perfect in fact and there are five verses. Thank you to Sweetie, LWR and you Katie for your quick response.

Beano

Fully occupied with the grandkids here. No time to read. On top of that, Im a very 'modern' liberal sort of old guy, but I still like the references to these old songs.
'They say that we've outlived our time Maggie'.

Hi Dabble,

My eyes are square trying to sort my E mail out.

"When u and I were young Maggie"
I wandered to day to the hills Maggie,
To watch the scene below,
The creek and the crecking old mill Maggie,
Where we used to, long, long ago.

Good night and God Bless,

Katie

Katie, a great Canadian song (originally a poem)by George Washington Johnston in 1864, adapted by the world.
Terry

Katie
Your new email still isn't working.
Try going to say msn.com or netscape.com and taking out an on line email address then it should be ok and work for you.
John.

Old Songs,

Hi Terry, I did'nt know that about the words, but what a lovely poem/song it is and so sad for many people. Still sung to-day.


Katie

Looking for words of old song,

Ann,

Sweetie has just come in, and was telling me he heard a lovely song about someone called "Rachel", he did'nt get the name of the singer, goes something like.

Rachel, Rachel its you.

I tried to look it up, but not successful.

The floods in England are dreadful, now I hear people dying in Greece with the heat, fires in Italy, what next.

Katie

Hi Katie et al. My eldest son says it's the end of the world. The reason for this is because there are no salmon to be caught this year so far. The end of HIS world anyway. He has a friend coming over from Zambia; he comes every year for the salmon fishing. He's been texting every day to find out if the salmon are running,(No I didn't know that's what salmon did either but I asked hubby), only to be disappointed.

Must find out about the Rachel song. Thanks Sweetie for me.

Sorry everyone for being on again but had to tell Sweetie that cigs in Zambia are £1.40 for 100.

Copy this link and activate with sound turned on. Brillant
Donald

http://members.shaw.ca/tunebook/maggie.htm

Donald, thank you so much. I got the site all right and saw the words but couldn't get the sound to work. I know that song and am old enough unfortunately to remember it.

Hi John, E-Mail

I have tried everything I can think off, my son will have a look at it again, hubby says if I try anymore, he's waiting on the Russians getting in touch as I have got connected to their Sputnik.

Katie

Dabbler,

When u get ur grandchildren to bed, although u may be too tired, sweetie wants to know do you remember this song "On the coast of Malibar"
he remembers it being sung, in that well know establishment, where the organ used to come up out of the floor "The Tavern Bar", he thinks maybe it was Star McManus or Billy Louge. Here is few lines.

Fare thee well my dark haired beauty
Fare thee well my morning star
A we sail along together on the coast of Malibar

Katie

Katie
Maybe he remembers this one, similar from " Once upon the Lagan "
Donald

The Cruise of the Callabar
Come all y´dryland sailors and listen till my song.
It,s only forty verses so I won’t delay yez long.
It, s all about the advent – choirs of this aul Lisburn tar
Who sailed as man before the mast aboard the Callabar.

The Callabar was a clipper ship, well fastened for and aft.
Her stern stuck out behind her and her helm was a great big shaft.
With half a gale to swell the sail she one knot per hour.
She was the fastest ship on the Lagan Canal and only one horsepower.

The captain he was a strappin´lad, he stood full four foot two.
His eyes were red, his face was green and his nose was Prussian blue.
He wore a leather medal that he won in the Crimea war.
And his wife was steward and passenger cooks aboard the Callabar.

One day the captain came to me, he says, my lad, says he,
Would you like to be a sailor and roam the ragin sea?
Would you like to be a sailor on foreign seas to roll?
For we’re under orders for Aghalee with half a ton of coal.

On leaving the Abercorn basin the weather it was sublime.
And passing under the ould Queen’s Bridge we heard the Albert chime.
But going up the gasworks straight, a very dangerous part.
We ran aground on a lump of coal that wasn,t marked on the chart.

Then all became confusion and stormy winds did blow.
The bosun slipped on an orange peel and fell into the hold below.
More steam, more steam, the captain cried, for we were sorely pressed.
And the engineer from the bank replied, the ould horse is doing it,s best.

When we woke up next morning we were in a dreadful funk.
For the mate he had been drowned dead while sleeping in his bunk.
To stop the ship from sinking and to save each precious life.
We threw all the cargo overboard including the captain,s wife.

A farmer on his way to work he heard us loudly roar.
And he threw us the ends of his gallusses and pulled us all ashore.
I’m done with ocean ramblin`and roamin the ragin main.
And next time I,ll go to Lisburn, bejabbers I,ll go by train.

It sounds as though the two grandkids are killin' one another in a nearby bedroom, so that means I'm OK to write for a minute.
Who remembers The Rock 'n' Roll Waltz? Or The Tennessee Waltz? Saint Teresa Of The Roses? Not as ancient as Maggie and some mentioned, but for those between sixty five and seventyfive... ahhhh!

Dabbler, I remember those 3 and many many more. What about "Come Next Spring", "Tammy" Nat King Cole, Frank Sinatra, Doris Day. I could go on as you know. Lovely tunes, even today. Kids always sound as if they're killing each other, that's just their energy being released. Wish I had a bit of it.

Donald,
You have got sweetie there, but he said that's a good one.


Katie

Katie and Donald,

Cruise of the Callabar has been on the exiles for a long time, just check under Stories & Poems (Lagan Poems.) One of the songs is My Lagan Softly Flowing by Noel McMaster, who, by the way,is a cousin of our old friend Tom McKay.

Beano

Dabbler,

Are ur grandchildren killing themselves, or it it ur trying to kill them (remember Stella.) Oh the joys of Grandfather hood.

Yes I remember all those old songs, Little things mean a lot, that reminds me of me "Young and Foolish",the is for sweetie, I only have eyes for u and Changing Partners .


Ann,
Did I not tell u I sneaked to the "Fiesta",did u never do anything exicting and took the consequences later. (I was with connections of JOHN in Australia)
We travelled (no cars then)in the train so much sweetie says we should have been in the "Railway Children". You should know me Ann, NO SENSE.
Now a days I am so quiet.

Katie

Katie

I'm back again for a minute or two, still in the present. Don't remember the Malibar song, I fear, and who is/was Stella?
I know all the old soppy ballads, and I may even pretend I don't like them, if somebody talks about Queen, Bob Marley, Little Richard, or early Elvis.

Hi Beano,

I know My Lagan Softly Flowing, I did not know that Neol McMaster was a cousin of Tom McKay's, but knew McMasters who lived in Ivan Street,( a lovely family) near beside Jackie Bruce.
My friend from Hillhall Road, (who u know)daughter is engaged to Andy McMaster, I think the same family.
(Small World).

Katie

Katie, who is/was Stella?
I was looking at some Irish pork sausages in Sainsbury, and saw the name Rankin. Suddenly thought of the name Joey. Joey Rankin. Ring a bell, anybody?

Dabbler,

Stella , out of "EASTENDERS" wicked step-mother, Rankin, does'nt ring a bell here.
Working in the garden between showers, so have a little peek now and again.

Katie

Thanks Katie. Still don't know Stella, but you'll understand, as I rate the soaps way behind BB as entertainment. More on a par with gardening.

Dabbler,
The Rankin you saw is a chef who was on t.v. here His wife is one also, very good. Uses fresh ingredients. Now sells sausages, home baked bread in Supermarkets & has oped small cafes on the Lisburn Rd & Belfast. I buy his produce, very tasty, especially the sodas & potato farls. His wife is American & he is from Belfast.
Pat

Thanks Pat. Sometimes I remember names of long forgotten Lisburn characters.

Dabbler

As long as we remember we r O.K
Pat

Dabbler. If you ever watch "Start Cookin'" or whatever that TV programme is called, you would see Paul Rankin sometimes. He has a beard. He had a restaurant in Lisburn but it closed down. (too dear and not worth the money).

Pat, perhaps you would send a recipe for soda and potato bread to John on Lisburn Chat as he was looking for it. I only do wheaten loaf.

Katie. Yes, I did many a thing but I wasn't caught as my mother would have killed me if she'd known. However, there's no way I could have got out to a dance without her knowledge, so I was stuck there all right.

I used to pretend I was working late and would go to the Regent Cinema with a boy from work. He always bought me a box of choc and 20 cigarettes. I just heard 2 days ago from the girl who was my bridesmaid that he died 2 or 3 years ago. He was a nice person.

That was during a period when I was "fell out" with hubby.

After that, I was very sensible.

Nowadays, I'm not able.