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capri0mniBecause it is silly, and fun, and oh-so-sadly true (In honor of all those leftovers we're dealing with)!
MISS FOGARTY'S CHRISTMAS CAKE
As I sat in my window last evening,
The letterman brought it to me
A little gilt-edged invitation sayin'
"Gilhooley come over to tea"
I knew that the Fogarties sent it.
So I went just for old friendship's sake.
The first thing they gave me to tackle
Was a slice of Miss Fogarty's cake.
There were plums and prunes and cherries,
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon, too
There was nutmeg, cloves and berries
And a crust that was nailed on with glue
There were caraway seeds in abundance
Such that work up a fine stomach ache
That could kill a man twice after eating a slice
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.
Miss Mulligan wanted to try it,
But really it wasn't no use
For we worked on it over an hour
And we couldn't get none of it loose
Till Murphy came in with a hatchet
And Kelly came in with a saw
That cake was enough be the powers above
For to paralyze any man's jaws
There were plums and prunes and cherries,
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon, too
There was nutmeg, cloves and berries
And a crust that was nailed on with glue
There were caraway seeds in abundance
Such that work up a fine stomach ache
That could kill a man twice after eating a slice
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.
Miss Fogarty, proud as a peacock,
Kept smiling and blinking away
Till she flipped over Flanagans brogans
And she spilt the homebrew in her tea.
"Aye, Gilhooley." she says, "you're not eatin,
Try a little bit more for me sake."
And, "No, Miss Fogarty," says I,
"For I've had quite enough of your cake!"
There were plums and prunes and cherries,
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon, too
There was nutmeg, cloves and berries
And a crust that was nailed on with glue
There were caraway seeds in abundance
Such that work up a fine stomach ache
That could kill a man twice after eating a slice
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.
Maloney was took with the colic,
O'Donald's a pain in his head
Mc'Naughton lay down on the sofa,
And he swore that he wished he was dead
Miss Bailey went into hysterics
And there she did wriggle and shake
And everyone swore they were poisoned
Just from eating Miss Fogarty's cake!
There were plums and prunes and cherries,
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon, too
There was nutmeg, cloves and berries
And a crust that was nailed on with glue
There were caraway seeds in abundance
Such that work up a fine stomach ache
That could kill a man twice after eating a slice
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.
Copy and paste the bold text, below, into the text window at: the Tune-O-Tron Converter, and click "submit," then click on the Midi choice.
X:1
T:Miss Fogarty's Christmas Cake
M:6/8
Q:1/4=120
K:A
EAGABA|FEA4|A/2B/2cBcdc|Be4-e|e/2e/2efdBc|dcA3A|
ABeGBA|FE4-E|E/2E/2EGBdc|BBA4|A/2A/2AGABA|Bc4-c|
A/2G/2FFGAG|FEA4|A/2A/2GFEdc|BA4-A|-A4-AE/2D/2|
C2ED2F|EA4A/2B/2|cdcBAB|cAFE2E/2D/2|C2ED2F|
EA4G/2A/2|BcBAGF|E4-EB/2c/2|dcdBcd|cA4G/2A/2|
BcBFGA|B4-Be/2e/2|e^decde|dcdFBA|GFEc2B|A4||
[P.S. I did not write this one. There is an early (1930's) field recording of this song, available for listening, here. The tune is different, and it sounds like it's just this old guy, singing a song he remembers, and the record is scratchy. But it's still fun.]
MISS FOGARTY'S CHRISTMAS CAKE
As I sat in my window last evening,
The letterman brought it to me
A little gilt-edged invitation sayin'
"Gilhooley come over to tea"
I knew that the Fogarties sent it.
So I went just for old friendship's sake.
The first thing they gave me to tackle
Was a slice of Miss Fogarty's cake.
There were plums and prunes and cherries,
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon, too
There was nutmeg, cloves and berries
And a crust that was nailed on with glue
There were caraway seeds in abundance
Such that work up a fine stomach ache
That could kill a man twice after eating a slice
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.
Miss Mulligan wanted to try it,
But really it wasn't no use
For we worked on it over an hour
And we couldn't get none of it loose
Till Murphy came in with a hatchet
And Kelly came in with a saw
That cake was enough be the powers above
For to paralyze any man's jaws
There were plums and prunes and cherries,
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon, too
There was nutmeg, cloves and berries
And a crust that was nailed on with glue
There were caraway seeds in abundance
Such that work up a fine stomach ache
That could kill a man twice after eating a slice
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.
Miss Fogarty, proud as a peacock,
Kept smiling and blinking away
Till she flipped over Flanagans brogans
And she spilt the homebrew in her tea.
"Aye, Gilhooley." she says, "you're not eatin,
Try a little bit more for me sake."
And, "No, Miss Fogarty," says I,
"For I've had quite enough of your cake!"
There were plums and prunes and cherries,
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon, too
There was nutmeg, cloves and berries
And a crust that was nailed on with glue
There were caraway seeds in abundance
Such that work up a fine stomach ache
That could kill a man twice after eating a slice
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.
Maloney was took with the colic,
O'Donald's a pain in his head
Mc'Naughton lay down on the sofa,
And he swore that he wished he was dead
Miss Bailey went into hysterics
And there she did wriggle and shake
And everyone swore they were poisoned
Just from eating Miss Fogarty's cake!
There were plums and prunes and cherries,
There were citrons and raisins and cinnamon, too
There was nutmeg, cloves and berries
And a crust that was nailed on with glue
There were caraway seeds in abundance
Such that work up a fine stomach ache
That could kill a man twice after eating a slice
Of Miss Fogarty's Christmas cake.
Copy and paste the bold text, below, into the text window at: the Tune-O-Tron Converter, and click "submit," then click on the Midi choice.
X:1
T:Miss Fogarty's Christmas Cake
M:6/8
Q:1/4=120
K:A
EAGABA|FEA4|A/2B/2cBcdc|Be4-e|e/2e/2efdBc|dcA3A|
ABeGBA|FE4-E|E/2E/2EGBdc|BBA4|A/2A/2AGABA|Bc4-c|
A/2G/2FFGAG|FEA4|A/2A/2GFEdc|BA4-A|-A4-AE/2D/2|
C2ED2F|EA4A/2B/2|cdcBAB|cAFE2E/2D/2|C2ED2F|
EA4G/2A/2|BcBAGF|E4-EB/2c/2|dcdBcd|cA4G/2A/2|
BcBFGA|B4-Be/2e/2|e^decde|dcdFBA|GFEc2B|A4||
[P.S. I did not write this one. There is an early (1930's) field recording of this song, available for listening, here. The tune is different, and it sounds like it's just this old guy, singing a song he remembers, and the record is scratchy. But it's still fun.]
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Date: 2005-12-29 02:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-29 02:58 am (UTC)I'm not an expert on ABC notation (I only know the basics; the intricacies of this tune are beyond me), But the only thing I can suggest is to substitute the E5 with E4-E, and the A5 with A4-A.
For what it's worth, the midi plays properly, so I didn't notice, frankly. ...
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Date: 2006-01-03 04:39 pm (UTC)I thought about rewriting the file, in order to fit all the syllables under the dots, too. But there are too many of both.