Kate Rusby - The Old Man

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  • Опубликовано: 10 янв 2025

Комментарии • 14

  • @buckee
    @buckee Год назад +2

    I wish she'd tour America.

  • @Jarrahnut
    @Jarrahnut 14 лет назад +3

    This woman has astonishing talent! Greetings to one and all from Big Hugh of Mundlimup in wonderful Western Australia.

    • @dustymiller8752
      @dustymiller8752 6 лет назад

      Mundlimup? Does that mean anything specific?

  • @mooie5779
    @mooie5779 2 года назад

    Still one of my favorites

  • @mayhemrw
    @mayhemrw 16 лет назад +4

    I saw this live: Very amusing!

  • @ismailsaritas5020
    @ismailsaritas5020 3 года назад

    This really amazing 🤩

  • @dianedureau4431
    @dianedureau4431 8 лет назад +3

    charming lyrics!

  • @TheIglooChick
    @TheIglooChick 13 лет назад +7

    Great song Great Singer
    If you like her go see her live it is worth it trust me

  • @YesAcamol
    @YesAcamol 11 лет назад +1

    Bothy Band style. Amazing song.

  • @areylaurens9714
    @areylaurens9714 2 года назад +1

    There was an old man who lived in a wood
    As you can plainly see
    He said he could do as much work in a day
    As his wife could do in three
    With all my heart the woman she said
    If that’s what you will allow
    Tomorrow you’ll stay at home in my stead
    And I go drive the plough
    But you must milk our Tidy the cow
    For fear she will go dry
    You must feed the littlest pigs
    That are within the sty
    And you must mind the speckled hen
    For fear she’ll lay away
    And then you must reel the spool of yarn
    That I spun yesterday
    The woman she took up her staff in her hand
    And she went to drive the plough
    The old man took up a pale in his hand
    And he went to milk the cow
    But Tidy hinched and Tidy flinched
    And Tidy broke his nose
    And Tidy she gave to him such a big blow
    The poor man took to his toes
    Hi Tidy home Tidy
    Tidy thou stand still
    If ever I’m ill be tidy again
    Be sore against my will
    He went to feed the little pigs
    That were within the sty
    He hit his big head upon a thick beam
    And he made his red blood fly
    He went to find the speckledy hen
    For fear she’d lay astray
    Forgot to reel the spool of yarn
    His wife spun yesterday
    He swore by the sun, the moon, the stars
    The green leaves on the tree
    If his wife didn’t do a days work in her life
    She won’t be ruled by he
    There was an old man who lived in a wood
    As you can plainly see
    He said he could do as much work in a day
    As his wife could do in three
    With all my heart the woman she said
    If that’s what you will allow
    Tomorrow you’ll stay at home in my stead
    And I go drive the plough

    • @dgoldilox
      @dgoldilox 2 года назад

      I believe its: "And Tidy she gave to him such a big blow
      The blood ran to his toes".

  • @laurelmonterosa7586
    @laurelmonterosa7586 11 лет назад +3

    does anyone know where to get the guitar tab for this song?

  • @outernothingness1177
    @outernothingness1177 2 года назад

    Back in the day when feminism still had a sense of humour. Kate's the best.