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Goodbye........

Please don't wake me up too late, tomorrow comes
And I will not be late
Late today when it becomes tomorrow
I will leave to go away

Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, my love
Goodbye

Songs that lingered on my lips excite me now
And linger on my mind
Leave your flowers at my door, I leave them for
The one who waits behind

Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, my love
Goodbye

Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, my love
Goodbye

Far away my lover sings a lonely song
And calls me to his side
When a song of lonely love invites me on
I must go to his side

Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, my love
Goodbye
Written by: Paul Mccartney

Those Were the Days.......

Once upon a time there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours
Think of all the great things we would do

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose, we'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way

Da-da-da-da-da-day, da-da-da-da-da-day
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da

Then the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If by chance I'd see you in the tavern
We'd smile at one another and we'd say

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose, we'd fight and never lose
Those were the days
Oh yes, those were the days

Da-da-da-da-da-day, da-da-da-da-da-day
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da

Just tonight I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass, I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me?

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose we'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days

Da-da-da-da-da-day, da-da-da-da-da-day
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-day, da-da-da-da-da-day
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da

Through the door there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh my friend, we're older but no wiser
For in our heart, the dreams are still the same

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose we'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days

Da-da-da-da-da-day, da-da-da-da-da-day
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-day, da-da-da-da-da-day
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da...

Mary Hopkin - Jerusalem......

And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the Holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark satanic mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold.
Bring me my arrows of desire.
Bring me my spear, oh clouds unfold.
Bring me my chariot of fire.
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
'Til we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land.

When we meet again...........

When we meet again
The meadows shall bloom

A cold wind expelled us
There's no honourable way
For a minstrel and a king's child
To belong together in this world

When we meet again
The meadows shall bloom
In that green valley
Just then we'll realize
Nothing can possibly decay
What was precious once before

Remember that path deep in the woods
On which you lead me once
And how you touched me with your song
There on this forest glade

When we meet again
The meadows shall bloom
In that green valley
Just then we'll realize
Nothing can possibly decay
What was precious once before

This is were our paths are meant to part
Here in the early morning light
Whatever may lie ahead of us
We'll find our way surely back to this valley

When we meet again
The meadows shall bloom
In that green valley
Just then we'll realize
Nothing can possibly decay
What was precious once before

Baldur..........
The sun is the light of the earth
The sun is the light of the earth

The sun is the light of the earth
I kneel before the divine decree
The sun is the light of the earth
I kneel before the divine decree
The sun is the light of the earth
I kneel before the divine decree
The sun is the light of the earth
I kneel before the divine decree

The sun is the light of the earth
The sun is the light of the earth

The sun is the light of the earth
I kneel before the divine decree
The sun is the light of the earth
I kneel before the divine decree
The sun is the light of the earth
I kneel before the divine decree

Wainamoinen..........
As Väinämöinen (1) played
playing became games
happiness is made happy
and many animals came

When the singing is heard
and the song begins
I sing silver, I sing golden,
a bizarre thing

The bear came out of the valley,
There was no animal in the woods
that didn't shy away from its path
to be near the harp

I sing a bird
and when it sings
it rains gold and it rains silver
when its singing begins

From Väinämöinen's eyes
came clear tears
big as birch leaves
full of hope, full of longing

When the singing is heard
and the song begins
I sing silver, I sing golden,
a bizarre thing

(1) Wise old man/demigod from Finnish folklore with magical singing abilities.

Children's Dance - Helston - Flora Day - Wednesday 8th May 2019.

9:50 am — Childrens’ Dance

Over 1200 Children from Helston’s four schools, all dressed in white with headdresses and ties representing each of the schools, will commence from Wendron Street and process up and then down Meneage Street turning into Church Street and Cross Street. Dancing around the gardens of Penhellis before progressing down Tanyard Lane to Lady Street. Dancing down the pavement of Coinagehall Street, the dance circles the Bowling Green before ending by dancing up the centre of Coinagehall Street.

Boggarts Breakfast Border Morris dance, Monkey Island, at the Hartlepool Folk festival October 2019, at the Museum of The Royal Navy

Side by side.........
Come, we'll ride in the wind
when a new day begins.
Yes, heroics await,
happy hearts, a new meaning.

Ah, brother, let us ride,
it's time once more.
I will come with you
through light and darkness.

Brother, let us fight
for a new age
for freedom, fame and honour
let us battle, side by side.

Ah, brother, let us drink,
we'll be long gone tomorrow.
For friends, for life,
should we have another one?

Ah, brother, let us celebrate,
a feast of happiness.
For love, for joy
let us drink, side by side.

Come, we'll ride in the wind
when a new day begins.
Yes, heroics await,
happy hearts, a new meaning.

Yes, we'll ride in the wind
and we stay who we are.
Even if the road is long,
we are still brothers, side by side.

Side by side

Ah, darling, let me hold
your hand just one more time.
Restless I shall ride
through fields and lands..

How can I despair(2)
if the road is still so long?
We'll always remember our last night,
both of us. (3)

Side by side
Side by side
Come, we'll ride in the wind
when a new day begins.
Yes, heroics await,
happy hearts, a new meaning.

Yes, we'll ride in the wind
and we stay who we are.
Even if the road is long,
we are still brothers, side by side.

Side by side

12 noon - The Midday Dance - Furry Dance (Fuh Ree) - Helston - Flora Day - Wednesday 8th May 2019.
As the Town Clock strikes twelve the Helston born leading set of the Midday Dance leave the Guildhall. The Helston Town Band leads the procession up Meneage Street, dancing in and out of some of the properties before returning on the other side of the street. Turning down into Church Street the dance proceeds to Cross Street and into the Gardens at Lismore where a well earned break is taken. Penhellis, the Old Vicarage Gardens and Leslie House Gardens are on the route to Lady Street. They follow the pavement down Coinagehall Street , dancing around the Bowling Green to emerge under the Monument Arch and the final steps up Coinagehall Street before returning to the Guildhall.

Padstow May Day 2023 procession of the Blue Ribbon Oss to the institute.
The 'Obby 'Oss festival is a folk custom that takes place each 1st of May in Padstow, a coastal town in North Cornwall. It involves two separate processions making their way around the town, each containing an eponymous hobby horse known as the 'Obby 'Oss.

PADSTOW INSTITUTE, LIBRARY AND MUSEUM, MARKET PLACE. Listed on the National Heritage List for England

Powderkegs Border Morris - Shepherd's Pie - Upton upon Severn Folk Festival - 2010

Padstow May Day 2022 by the Maypole to the institute with the Blue Ribbon Oss.
The 'Obby 'Oss festival is a folk custom that takes place each 1st of May in Padstow, a coastal town in North Cornwall. It involves two separate processions making their way around the town, each containing an eponymous hobby horse known as the 'Obby 'Oss.

Time of The Ravens........
The time is strange, home is far away
And our way back is caught on fire
But in the heart of the night we reached for the stars
Und now our dreams are holding us together

Hope is distant, but before we bury it deep
in the dark of the night
We gift it a song
A song, together with the ravens and crows (hey)

Do not fear the worries of the world
There is magic in everything
And who brightens the night with their dreams
Will have the songs sounding for them

What does freedom cost, what does a dream cost?
What costs a year of our life?
The winter was long, but we cast it out
With songs and trumpets

Hope is distant, but before we bury it deep
in the dark of the night
We gift it a song
A song, together with the ravens and crows (hey)

We raise the glass
To a life, wild like the wind
We raise the glass
To being together
We raise the glass
To never forgetting how to love
We raise the glass
To those, who have gone but stay in our hearts

Hope is distant, but before we bury it deep
in the dark of the night
We gift it a song
A song, together with the ravens and crows (hey)

Powderkegs Border Morris - Dancing - Chester - 2014

Boggarts Breakfast Dance 'Poaching' at Abbeydale Miniature Railway, Sheffield 3 July 2016

Boggart's Breakfast......
Beware the peakland spooklights, Beware the lights of blue
Make sure your nighttime wanderings are not the death of you
Don't turn aside, don't leave the track, for once you've spotted us, there's no going back
Through bog and mire, through pool and pond, sunk in swamps and depths beyond
O'er hill and crag, strange lights of blue
Wild boggarts now will dance for you...

TThe Glastonbury Dragons - Beltane - May Day 2019
The Glastonbury Dragons appear twice a year, marking two of the important seasonal celebrations of the year. They appear at Beltane on 1 May celebrating the spring and the coming summer, where the Red Dragon of summer will challenge the White Dragon of winter for supremacy of the season, and
Samhain on 1 November marking the end of the harvest season and beginning of winter or "darker half" of the year.

Celebrating...........
[Intro]
You have to be celebrating (celebrating)
Celebrating parties, as they fall
'Cause we might not be here tomorrow
You have to be celebrating (celebrating)
Celebrating parties as they fall
As if today were our last

[Verse 1]
Yes, I met an old man
And he said with the wisdom of age (Wo-oh-oh)
"Boy, strike the iron
While it's still hot and glowing" (Wo-oh-oh)
Yes, I met a king
In his gilded halls (Wo-oh-oh)
But all this was too little for him
Nothing of it would please him right (Wo-oh-oh)

[Pre-chorus]
And since then I can see quite clearly
So young we'll never meet again
And before we get down on our knees
Let's sing together

[Refrain]
You have to be celebrating [celebrationing]
Celebrate parties, as they fall
'Cause we might not be here tomorrow
You have to be celebrate parting (celebrating)
Celebrate parties as they fall
As if today were our last
Yes, we may not have this day
We'll never get another chance
And once you're in your oaken coffin
You'll still have time to sleep

[Verse 2]
Yes, then I met death
And he grabbed me roughly by the throat (Wo-oh-oh)
Ice cold he threatened
"One day I'll get your soul" [Wo-oh-oh]

[Pre-chorus]
And since then I can see very clearly
We won't meet again so young
And before we get down on our knees
Let's sing together

[Refrain]
You have to celebrating (celebrating)
Celebrating parties, as they fall
'Cause we may not be here tomorrow
You have to be celebrating (Party hard)
Celebrating parties, as they fall
As if today were our last
Yes, we may never have this day
We'll never get another chance
And when you're lying in your oak coffin
You'll still have time to sleep
That's why you have to celebrate

[Post chorus]
Na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
You have to celebrate
Na, na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na

[Refrain.]
You have to be celebrating (celebrating)
Celebrating parties, as they fall
'Cause we might not be here tomorrow
You've have to be celebrating (celebrating)
Celebrating parties, as they fall
As if today were our last time
As if today were our last time

Towards the sky..........
We captured a lot of booty
We sailed across the sea together
We rode side by side – like true brothers

We were like death and the devil1
Today it's been a damn long time since then
We thought we are free – and invincible

Between death and freedom, your path leads

Towards the sky
Gazing forward
Because in this life
Nothing is stopping you anymore
Towards the sky
No journey is too far
Because in this life
We haven't got forever

We wanted to be at the top
Because the world was much too small
It was as if we were in a frenzy, we forged our destiny

A storm is approaching
And only one of us two
Found the way home out of that great war

Towards the sky
Gazing forward
Because in this life
Nothing is stopping you anymore
Towards the sky
No journey is too far
Because in this life
We haven't got forever
Here you are free, here you are free

I firmly believe that
One day – someday
We will ride together again
Towards the sky

Towards the sky
Gazing forward
Because in this life
Nothing is stopping you anymore
Towards the sky
No journey is too far
Because in this life
We haven't got forever
Here you are free, here you are free

Powderkegs Border Morris dance, Twiglet, using torches instead of sticks at Fox wassail January 2011

Powderkegs Border Morris, Golcar Brewery dance out, West Yorkshire, dancing with sheep, September 2011.

Ragged Oak Border Morris dancing Lollipop at The Dark Gathering 2023 in Tintagel Cornwall

The Blue Ribbon Obby Oss - Padstow - May Day 2018
It's a tradition to come to see the Blue Ribbon Obby Oss in Padstow every May Day. Here are the highlights of Padstow May Day 2022.
The 'Obby 'Oss festival is a folk custom that takes place each 1st of May in Padstow, a coastal town in North Cornwall. It involves two separate processions making their way around the town, each containing an eponymous hobby horse known as the 'Obby 'Oss.

Boggarts Breakfast Border Morris Dance, Piece of Cake, at the 2023 Papplewick Steampunk Weekend
Boggart's Breakfast......
Beware the peakland spooklights, Beware the lights of blue
Make sure your nighttime wanderings are not the death of you
Don't turn aside, don't leave the track, for once you've spotted us, there's no going back
Through bog and mire, through pool and pond, sunk in swamps and depths beyond
O'er hill and crag, strange lights of blue
Wild boggarts now will dance for you...

The Montol Festival in Penzance on the Winter Solstice, Friday, December 21, 2018.The Montol Festival is an annual festival in Penzance, Cornwall, England, United Kingdom, which has been held on 21 December each year since 2007. The festival is a revival or reinterpretation of many of the traditional Cornish midwinter customs & Christmas traditions formerly practiced in and around the Penzance area and common to much of Cornwall at one point

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Border Morris Dancing .......

Where

The English-Welsh borders - the counties of: Shropshire, Herefordshire and Worcestershire.

Context

In the 19th century border morris was a simple form of dance usually performed by men for money. Groups of dancers would tour their local areas in the winter months when there was less work on the land. Border morris was a cadging activity like busking today; the dancers offered entertainment (dance) in return for money. Historical border teams were small, and the music which accompanied the dancing featured much percussion, including instruments such as triangles and drums.

What

In the early part of the 19th century Cotswold, Border, and Northwest morris clothing would have been indistinguishable from each other. Dancers would have gone out in their finest Sunday best clothing, perhaps dressed in white, covered in ribbons, and topped off with a smart hat. Throughout the 19th century the quality of costumes in the Shropshire, Herefordshire and Worcestershire area deteriorated. One cost efficient method was to attach coloured strips of rags to old clothes. Sometimes these clothes were normal jackets turned inside out, in other places the (mostly male) dancers wore women’s clothing . In some places rags were even replaced with strips of paper. By the 1920s some dancers were wearing fancy dress costumes. There were two main purposes to the wide styles of costume used in this type of morris 1, to entertain and 2,to symbolise performance. This was something special and different, this was morris dancing.

Face Paint

In the 19th and early 20th centuries it was common practice for morris dancers in this geographic area to apply soot or other black substances to their faces. In the 1970s revival of Border morris the historical use of face paint was not properly understood. Dancers thought that black make up had originally been used for disguise. Over time, dancers were told that applying black face paint was offensive to a small minority, and BULLIED to stop using it; teams took to wearing different coloured face paint, or masks instead, and now, sadly not many morris teams dance in full blackface.

Further Developments

Today Border morris dances create eye-catching costumes often using facial disguise and rag jackets. Rag jackets, also known as tatter jackets or ‘raggles’ are a waistcoat, or coat covered in many rows of small fabric strips. Whilst some teams wear old fashioned working style clothing replicating what might have been worn in the past, other teams have used the rag jacket-and-disguise combination to great visual effect. Alternative morris is a recent development with teams creating dark, gothic style costumes. They dance wearing mostly black costumes and create very striking performances, often with heavy drumming and eerie tunes in minor keys.