The Ferryman - Leslie Fish

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  • Опубликовано: 17 окт 2024

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  • @YugSihtTsuj
    @YugSihtTsuj 3 года назад +54

    This is actually a very well-done twist on the old "Phantom Hitch-hiker" story. All the clues we're given point to the girl being a ghost. We're led to expect the pilot to find out that the girl died trying to reach her parents. But then the song turns it around, and we find that _he_ was the ghost, who died trying to bring his passengers in alive. Brilliant!

    • @RedwoodTheElf
      @RedwoodTheElf 2 года назад +6

      I interpret the end as the second passenger is the ghost, because it's HER shawl on the old pilot's grave. Not the pilot telling the story. Or maybe all three of them are ghosts?

    • @kennethjacobus6541
      @kennethjacobus6541 2 года назад +2

      I remember the phantom hitchhiker, where the girl was dead. That was an excellent Twilight Zone presentation.

    • @WhoTouchedMyReindeer
      @WhoTouchedMyReindeer Год назад +8

      @@RedwoodTheElf It seems to me it's the pilot who is the ghost, since it's his grave.

    • @RedwoodTheElf
      @RedwoodTheElf Год назад +2

      @@WhoTouchedMyReindeer Don't think so. Remember, the girl who is pointing at the grave...it's HER shawl on the grave. listen carefully to that last verse. Clearly, she's the ghost.

    • @nunyabisness7055
      @nunyabisness7055 Год назад +9

      @@RedwoodTheElf Her Shawl is on the old pilot's grave because he went there back when the sun came up; he left it on his own grave.

  • @ChrisjayH1
    @ChrisjayH1 5 лет назад +24

    Anyone else tear up when Leslie sings?

  • @bloodbiter
    @bloodbiter 6 лет назад +52

    A harsh wind hammered and bent down the trees
    'Till they moaned and they wailed in the dark
    A wind cold and bitter as lies or as death
    As cruel as the jaws of a shark
    So high ran the river, so heavy and wild
    The waves were as strong as the sea
    A fool could've told it was no night to be
    Out earning a ferryman's fee
    Chorus:
    "Ferryman, ferryman, won't you be kind
    My mother and father are waiting for me
    Ferryman, ferryman, take me across
    Though I haven't the price of your fee."
    She stood there alone on the cold heaving dock
    She was pale and she trembled with fear
    Her hands were clenched white as the moon on her breast
    As she waited his answer to hear
    "Although it's no night to be crossing," he said
    "For their sake I'll take you aboard
    They must be near dying with worry for you
    And one fare I'll easily afford."
    Chorus
    The ferry fought hard. It bucked, yawed and rolled
    With the waves surging over the bow.
    Bravely the old pilot clung to the tiller
    And steered the craft over somehow
    The windlashed young maiden stood near to the rail
    Her eyes fixed upon the far side
    She seemed not to notice the wind or the waves
    That threatened to finish her ride
    Chorus Ferryman, ferryman, won't you be kind
    My mother and father are waiting for me
    Ferryman, ferryman, take me across
    Though I haven't the price of your fee."
    By fate, or by whim of old blind lady luck
    He brought them in safely to shore
    The young girl turned round and she took off her shawl
    Saying, "I haven't anything more
    But I'll bring you your money tomorrow, I swear
    Tomorrow at first morning light
    Until then keep this as a trust of my pledge."
    And she disappeared into the night
    Chorus Ferryman, ferryman, won't you be kind
    My mother and father are waiting for me
    Ferryman, ferryman, take me across
    Though I haven't the price of your fee."
    "I hear that the ghost has been walking again."
    The passenger said with a yawn
    "Oh yes sir, it has." said the pilot who took
    The old ferry's tiller at dawn
    "The annual storm that sank this ferry's twin
    Came down just the same time last year
    And now any night that a high wind comes up
    That spirit is like to appear."
    Chorus Ferryman, ferryman, won't you be kind
    My mother and father are waiting for me
    Ferryman, ferryman, take me across
    Though I haven't the price of your fee."
    "A ghost on the ferry?" his second fare asked
    A young girl who paled with fright
    "Oh yes. miss, and that's why we can't hire a pilot
    Who'll dare take the ferry at night
    Eleven poor souls there were lost on that night
    And it seems that there's one who can't rest
    Some duty of conscience still binds it to Earth
    Some promise or sin unconfessed
    Chorus Ferryman, ferryman, won't you be kind
    My mother and father are waiting for me
    Ferryman, ferryman, take me across
    Though I haven't the price of your fee."
    "They're buried up there on the river's far shore
    You can see all the graves plain from here
    The pilot's the last one--" He cut off his words
    As the young maiden cried out in fear
    They stared as she pointed her pale trembling hand
    And there on the shore they could see
    Her shawl lay folded on the old pilot's grave
    Her pledge for the ferryman's fee
    Chorus Ferryman, ferryman, won't you be kind
    My mother and father are waiting for me
    Ferryman, ferryman, take me across
    Though I haven't the price of your fee."

    • @bloodbiter
      @bloodbiter 4 года назад +3

      @Leslie Fish you have a wonderfully voice and amazing songs!

    • @TheKhopesh
      @TheKhopesh 4 года назад +2

      ​​@Leslie Fish
      Call me thick, but I don't quite get the timeline for the events of this song.
      The ferryman got her across in the storm, she left her shawl, and then promised to return with the money for his fee.
      Then it switches over to the day shift, and it talks as if they sunk years ago and never made it: Why?
      Edit-
      I get it, thanks!
      Yeah, if i were the lady, id be sure to put the money i promised him where he put the folded shawl on the grave.

    • @tirtaipirka666
      @tirtaipirka666 4 года назад +1

      @@TheKhopesh the twin never made it. The girl he takes over that night is a ghost, she was on that twin ferry and died. She appears in stormy nights like the one she died in and asks to get taken across the river and now that this ferryman dared to take her over she can rest and all that's left is her shawl.
      At least that's how I understand it

    • @renaster1097
      @renaster1097 4 года назад +8

      @@tirtaipirka666 So I might be wrong but I think the girl isn't a ghost at all. I think that the old ferry's pilot is the ghost. Here is why: the girls at night and in the morning have similar description: pale/trembling with fear, so it is possible that it's the same girl who returned in the morhing with money; the ghost's descripton is never given; the pilot states that they can't hire anyone who will take the ferry at night (but someone did), the words "Tomorrow at first morning light " and "at dawn " hint that events of the song happened previous night, also the words "she pointed her pale trembling hand " and "Her shawl lay folded on the old pilot's grave " indicate that it might literally be her shawl. And yeah, it's called "The Ferryman"))

    • @tirtaipirka666
      @tirtaipirka666 4 года назад

      @@renaster1097 omg that makes sense. i did like the idea of the young girl being the ghost tho its kinda aesthetic. also i thought that when the twin ferry sank and she didnt make it to get to her parents is what keeps her restless.. but i think its just what i want it to be i didnt really analyze the lyrics

  • @ImmortalMomentsArt
    @ImmortalMomentsArt 6 лет назад +11

    Always loved the old version.

  • @HybridDivide
    @HybridDivide 7 лет назад +25

    Thank you for posting this. This was a favorite song of a departed friend, and it's nice to hear it again.

  • @kennethjacobus6541
    @kennethjacobus6541 2 года назад +4

    Whenever a hear a new Leslie Fish song, it often becomes my favorite. This one is now my favorite.

    • @shineyluna1268
      @shineyluna1268 2 года назад

      This was my favorite when I was a kid, its beautiful isnt it?

    • @kennethjacobus6541
      @kennethjacobus6541 Год назад

      @@shineyluna1268 Yes, it's beautiful and remains my favorite.

    • @kennethjacobus6541
      @kennethjacobus6541 Год назад

      After seven months, this still remains my favorite.

    • @RedwoodTheElf
      @RedwoodTheElf Год назад

      Some of my favorites are in her album "Cold Iron" which is a collection of her adaptations of Rudyard Kipling poems to song (She's done so many that it's a sub-genre of Filk called "Kipplefish")
      ruclips.net/video/fu2eC0dFf_w/видео.html

    • @kennethjacobus6541
      @kennethjacobus6541 Месяц назад

      Still my favorite in September, 2024.

  • @CasperTheRamKnight
    @CasperTheRamKnight Год назад +6

    FERRYMAN FERRYMAAAAAN WONT YOU BE KIND

  • @kallistiravenhurst5232
    @kallistiravenhurst5232 2 месяца назад

    I like to imagine the ghost continues to watch every annual storm so as to ensure if someone truly needs to cross, there will be someone with the daring to try and the experience to succeed

  • @michaeldiette5364
    @michaeldiette5364 Год назад

    I was singing with it before it was halfway done! Excellent work

  • @antomanelven
    @antomanelven Год назад +2

    i love this

  • @NansJns
    @NansJns 4 года назад +6

    Hi! this video has been shared with The Filk Club on Deviant Art! www.deviantart.com/thefilkclub