Posted by SCclawman, written by Tim O'Brien
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Size: 4,965kb, uploaded 3/30/2012 4:53:58 PM
Genre: Old Time / Playing Style: Clawhammer and Old-Time
One of my favorite songs by Tim O'Brien from the Fiddler's Green album. This song appears to be originally recorded by Martha Hall in the late 1950's or early 1960's?? Recording includes accordion, guitars, and of course banjo.
5 comments on “Foreign Lander”
JanetB Says:
Friday, March 30, 2012 @7:44:30 PM
From the depths of your musical soul. Thanks, Travis.
rickhayes Says:
Saturday, March 31, 2012 @8:20:45 AM
Terrific job Travis.
Marc Nerenberg Says:
Wednesday, April 11, 2012 @7:39:23 AM
This is wonderful. Banjo, accordion, vocals - al spot on: a terrific combination!
Dave Arthur Says:
Friday, April 26, 2013 @3:18:25 AM
Hi Travis - Greetings from England. I'm really enjoying your music. Thanks. Just a note, which I'm sure you know anyway. A version of Foreign Lander came from the Ritchie family (originally from Viper, Kentucky). It was the courting song that Jean Ritchie's father sang to her mother. There are probably other versions in printed regional collections and recordings. I've posted the lyrics for the version that we (Rattle On the Stovepipe String Band) do of the song for your information and interest.
Love the music, I hope we can meet up one day and play a few tunes, when I'm over in the States.
Wising you all that's best, Dave Arthur
FOREIGN LANDER
I’ve been a foreign lander, full seven years or more
Among the bold commanders, where the thundering
cannons roar
I’ve conquered all my enemies on the land and on the sea
But, oh, my dearest jewel, your beauty’s conquered me.
If I could build a ship, my love, without the wood of tree
That ship would burst asunder if I proved false to thee
If ever I prove false my love, the elements will turn
The fire will freeze to ice my love, the sea will rage and
burn.
D’you remember good Queen Ellen, all in her flowery
reign,
As she walked out of paradise, to cleanse the golden
chain?
Her beauty and behaviour, none with her could compare
But you, my dearest darling, are more divinely fair.
I wish I was a turtle dove, just fluttering from my nest
I’d sing so clear in the morning, with the dew all on my
breast
So sweet would be the music, such a sad and doleful tune
I’d sing so clear in the morning in the lovely month of
June.
Ten-thousand miles I’d go for love, to a far and
lonesome shore
Or climb the rocky mountains, where the wild beasts
howl and roar
The lark, the owl, the eagle, and the little swallow, too
I’d give them all, my dearest love, if I could marry you.
I’ve been a foreign lander, full seven years or more
Among the bold commanders, where the thundering
cannons roar
I’ve conquered all my enemies on the land and on the sea
But, oh, my dearest jewel, your beauty’s conquered me.
(From the singing of the Ritchie family from the Cumberland Mountains. It was Jean Ritchie’s father’s proposal song to her mother.)
(Lyrics tidied up and tune by Dave Arthur)
Dave Arthur Says:
Friday, April 26, 2013 @3:18:25 AM
Hi Travis - Greetings from England. I'm really enjoying your music. Thanks. Just a note, which I'm sure you know anyway. A version of Foreign Lander came from the Ritchie family (originally from Viper, Kentucky). It was the courting song that Jean Ritchie's father sang to her mother. There are probably other versions in printed regional collections and recordings. I've posted the lyrics for the version that we (Rattle On the Stovepipe String Band) do of the song for your information and interest.
Love the music, I hope we can meet up one day and play a few tunes, when I'm over in the States.
Wising you all that's best, Dave Arthur
FOREIGN LANDER
I’ve been a foreign lander, full seven years or more
Among the bold commanders, where the thundering
cannons roar
I’ve conquered all my enemies on the land and on the sea
But, oh, my dearest jewel, your beauty’s conquered me.
If I could build a ship, my love, without the wood of tree
That ship would burst asunder if I proved false to thee
If ever I prove false my love, the elements will turn
The fire will freeze to ice my love, the sea will rage and
burn.
D’you remember good Queen Ellen, all in her flowery
reign,
As she walked out of paradise, to cleanse the golden
chain?
Her beauty and behaviour, none with her could compare
But you, my dearest darling, are more divinely fair.
I wish I was a turtle dove, just fluttering from my nest
I’d sing so clear in the morning, with the dew all on my
breast
So sweet would be the music, such a sad and doleful tune
I’d sing so clear in the morning in the lovely month of
June.
Ten-thousand miles I’d go for love, to a far and
lonesome shore
Or climb the rocky mountains, where the wild beasts
howl and roar
The lark, the owl, the eagle, and the little swallow, too
I’d give them all, my dearest love, if I could marry you.
I’ve been a foreign lander, full seven years or more
Among the bold commanders, where the thundering
cannons roar
I’ve conquered all my enemies on the land and on the sea
But, oh, my dearest jewel, your beauty’s conquered me.
(From the singing of the Ritchie family from the Cumberland Mountains. It was Jean Ritchie’s father’s proposal song to her mother.)
(Lyrics tidied up and tune by Dave Arthur)
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