Does anyone know other songs like this one? It is one of my favorites.
The Female Smuggler
O come, list awhile, and you soon shall hear, by the rolling sea lived a maiden fair. Her father followed the smuggling trade, like a war-like hero that never was afraid.
Now in sailor's clothing young Jane did go, dressed like a sailor from top to toe; Her aged father was the only care of this female smuggler, of this female smuggler who never did despair.
With her pistols loaded she went aboard. And by her side hung a glittering sword, in her belt two daggers; well armed for war, was this female smuggler, was this female smuggler who never feared a scar.
Now they had not sail-ed far from land, when a strange sail brought them to a stand. "These are sea robbers," this maid did cry, "But the female smuggler, but the female smuggler will conquer or will die."
Alongside them this strange vessel came. "Cheer up," cried Jane, "we will board the same; We'll run all chances to rise or fall," cried this female smuggler, cried this female smuggler who never feared a ball.
Now they killed those pirates and took their store, and soon returned to old Eng-a-land's shore. With a keg of brandy she walked along, did this female smuggler, did this female smuggler, and sweetly sang a song.
Now they were followed by the blockade, who in irons strong did put this fair maid. But when they brought her for to be ter-ied, this young female smuggler, this young female smuggler stood dress-ed like a bride.
Their commodore against her appeared, and for her life she did greatly fear. When he did find to his great surprise 'twas a female smuggler, 'twas a female smuggler had fought him in disguise.
He to the judge and the jury said, "I cannot prosecute this maid, Pardon for her on my knees I crave, for this female smuggler, for this female smuggler so valiant and so brave."
Then the commodore to her father went, to gain her hand he asked his consent. His consent he gained, so the commodore and the female smuggler, and the female smuggler are one for evermore.
This song is believed to date back to the 1870's or earlier. As sung by Silver Arm.
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DRAGON BLESSING
May dragons bring you wealth and guard your treasures May they banish darkness and enlighten you May female dragons grant you inner power May the Dragon Queen neutralize your enemies May Dragon Spirits give you power over Elementals May weather dragons bring rain at your request May Ti'amat effect the changes you command May Ishtar grant you Dragon Power May Ishtar grant you Dragon Power
Does anyone know other songs like this one? It is one of my favorites.
Don't know if this is what you're looking for, but that song reminded me of this one.
The Naked Highwayman (Written by Steve Tilston, Recorded by Fairport Convention)
As I rode out one summer's day for profit and for pleasure, I planned to rob the London coach and take it at my leisure. A brace of pistols duly primed, a sabre fit to shave on, I waited underneath the trees that lined the banks of Avon.
I didn't hear her dainty step as she appeared before me: A face to charm a singing bird with words that did implore me. "Can you help me sir?" she said, "I fear the time is near run For me to cross before the tide swells the banks of Avon."
Chorus: All you roving fellows listen, while you can, Of the time that I became a naked highwayman. All you roving fellows listen, while you can, Of the time that I became a naked highwayman.
So gallantly I did dismount and walked into the water, As she told me that she was a wealthy merchant's daughter. So I thought I'd try my luck and do my best to charm her, Said I was the only son of a country farmer.
"Your hands they are as smooth as silk, they never touched a plough sir And I suppose theses pistols help you milking of your cows." She looked at me with mocking eyes as coal-black as a raven And then she fell into my arms beside the banks of Avon.
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Her honeyed lips, I was beguiled, a lamb led to the slaughter, Eventually I fell asleep in the arms of the merchant's daughter. When I awoke I was alone, my clothes and pistols taken, With just the leaves to hide my shame beside the banks of Avon.
In vain I tried to catch a glimpse of the city spires, Running like a rabbit through the bushes and the briars. Then I heard the London coach and I was all a-shiver; A lady's voice was calling out: "Stand to and deliver!"
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"Your money or your life I'll have, it's all the same to me. It's Hang-ed for a sheep or murder in the first degree." She stood there in my overcoat, brandishing my pistol, And relieved the London coach of the gold of Bristol.
And it's up she's mounted on my horse and rode into the distance And I went naked to the coach begging for assistance. No more I'll play the highwayman, no more I'll put the mask on, I'll leave it to the bright-eyed girl who roams the banks of Avon.
(Chorus)
As I rode out one summer's day for profit and for pleasure, I planned to rob the London coach and take it at my leisure. A brace of pistols duly primed, a sabre fit to shave on, I waited underneath the trees that lined the banks of Avon.
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Randal Smith alias Smitty the Kid Wielder of the Six-String Claymore!
"We have enough Youth, how about a Fountain of Smart?" "When the going gets tough, the smart go fishing!"
Not sure what you mean by "songs like this one" but I'll give it a shot....
There's a great song by the Grateful Dead called Jack-a-Roe. It's a rather old song that David Grisham, Jerry Garcia, and many other folk artists have covered. Main story is about a boy who goes off to war, his lover dressing up as a man and going off to war as well, and eventually saving his life on the battlefield.
Jack-a-Roe There was a silk merchant in London he did dwell He had only one daughter and the truth to you I?ll tell
This young lady she was courted by men of high degree There was none but Jack the sailor would ever do for she
As soon as her waiting maid heard what she did say She went to her father and there she did betray
Dear daughter if this be true what I have heard of you Jackie shall be vanished and you confined too
Poor Jackie has gone to sea with trouble on his mind A-leaving of his country and darling girl behind
She went into a tailor shop got dressed in men?s array She went onto a vessel to convey herself away
Before you step onboard sir, your name I?d like to know She smiled all over her countenance they call me Jackaroe
Your waist is light and slender your fingers neat and small Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball
I know my waist is light and slender, my fingers are neat and small But I never change my countenance to face the cannonball
The wars being over she hunted all around Among the dead and wounded and her darling boy she found
She picked him all up in her arms and carried him back to the town And sent for a physician who quickly healed his wounds
This couple they got married so well they did agree This couple they got married and why not you and me
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It's amazing what you can do with a little motivation and a lot of whiskey. -Name that Musician
Bob Dylan and Seven Nations both did arrangements of this song.
Same kinda story....the boy goes off to war and the girl follows after him. This time they find out that she's not a real sailor and are about to throw her off the boat. However, the captain steps in just in time and the last verse wraps it up nicely.
Lyrics: Well, it's all of fair and handsome girl, She's all in her tender years. She fell in love with a sailor boy, It's true she loved him well. For to go off to sea with him Like she did not know how, She longed to see that seaport town Of Canadee-i-o.
So she bargained with the sailor boy, All for a piece of gold. Straightaway then he led her Down into the hold, Sayin', "I'll dress you up in sailor's clothes, Your jacket shall be blue. You'll see that seaport town Of Canadee-i-o.
Now, when the other sailors heard the news, Well, they fell into a rage, And with all the ship's company They were willing to engage. Saying, "We'll tie her hands and feet, my boys, Overboard we'll throw her. She'll never see that seaport town Called Canadee-i-o.
Now, when the captain he heard the news, Well, he too fell in a rage, And with the whole ship's company He was willing to engage, Sayin', "She'll stay in sailor's clothes, Her color shall be blue, She'll see that seaport town Call Canadee-i-o.
Now, when they come down to Canada Scarcely 'bout half a year, She's married this bold captain Who called her his dear. She's dressed in silks and satins now, She cuts a gallant show, Finest of the ladies Down Canadee-i-o.
Come, all you fair and tender girls, Wheresoever you may be, I'd have you to follow your own true love Whene'er he goes to sea. For if the sailors prove false to you, Well, the captain, he might prove true. You'll see the honor I have gained By the wearing of the blue.