No one was pished in the construction of this post. Although, quite frankly, it’s taken me so long to answer Twindaddy’s third music question, I think I deserve to be.
And this should not have been as difficult as it proved to be. Two songs hit me straight off from my parents.
We often had nights when I was young where a sing-song erupted. My mother sang what I thought was called, ‘Like A Golden Dream’ to my dad when she was being all ‘lovified’. And he would tear up. I know. But that’s love for you.
Anyway, it’s not called, ‘Like A Golden Dream’, as some lengthy time trawling the internet has proven. It’s called ‘Tosselli’s Serenade’ as far as I can tell. And I found an Italian version sung by Mario Lanza and an English version where the lady in question yodels in it. Yodelling may have its place in the world. But it’s not on my blog.
So you’re stuck with my rendition. If you can find an English version that doesn’t involve yodelling, let me know and I’ll replace mine. (Mibbe!)
Mum and Dad and her song to him
Now, for my dad’s song. This I was most surprised at. After a few jars of Guinness at these soirees my dad liked to pretend to be a bit on the drunken side – ok, he had been lubricated, somewhat – and sang ‘The Seven Drunken Nights’. Now, this is an Irish song and a lot of our music was Irish folk but my dad never sang all of the verses. We used to count out the days of the song and ask why there weren’t seven. My dad would wink and say that he or the guy in the song was too drunk to remember.
Upon researching this song for inclusion here, I now know why the 6th and 7th nights were never included. Auld bugger. No wonder he laughed every time we asked.
The original version was sung by The Dubliners but they were banned, apparently, from singing verses 6 and 7. A few versions of the two omitted verses have sprung up.
Now one version I came across was particularly lewd using a word that rhymes with sock. I’m going for this Irish version by Puca. And be glad I didn’t include my version of this one. 😉
Och sis, absolutely love this – few wee tears here – wonderful stuff and so many happy memories of mum and dad. Love you lots xxxxxx
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I was nearly greeting myself! No more of these. But I had a good laugh at dad’s unabridged song. Who knew, eh? Auld git. 🙂 Love you too, V. x
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Lol, wonder if he’s singing it now!!!! xxx
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I reckon he is cos god’s got a rerr sense of humour. Either that, or dad’s shocking the hell out of voldemort. 😉
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Bloody wonderful, Anne-Marie: I adore ‘Seven Drunken Nights’ – and the Dubliners too! xxx
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Thanks, Ali. I had no idea about the mucky version though! 😉 x
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Loved loved, jigged along …bless ❤ x
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Can’t beat a wee spot of Irish jigging! 🙂 x
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🙂 ❤ x
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