Good bye my Darling
Open Long Violin strokes rolling wide sound building tension rising chordal
compressions
tolling bell strikes from Michaels Harp.
SHRUTI on Drone
Now It’s good bye my darling, it won’t be for long
Though it may be for years not forever
If I could not see you for several long years
Then I would think of my darling forever
Shruti Fades out
Fiddle strums on new swing rhythm
Banjo Pluck
Jews Harp plucks on new swing too
Now it’s I’m going away love to see the old castle
With a drink in my hand and a girl on my knee
And if could not maintain her for several long years
Then I would think of my darling forever
Oh England oh England I’ll ne’er see you more
For I’m worn out with fever cast down at death's door,
But if ever I live to see seven years more,
Then I would think of my darling forever.
Then I would think of my darling forever. Banjo Pulls off on ‘ling of darling
Fiddle Keeps Strumming very lightly + Jews Harp left strumming: Almost silence
Silence hangs for 5 beats counting off the ‘Ev’ of ‘Forever’
‘Now The..’ sung on 4th Beat with Banjo bangs meeting on the word ‘Warden’
Now the Wardens they stand with their whips in their hands
Banjo >||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| | | | | | | | | | | | ||||||||||||||
Just to see us poor convicts go ploughing the land
||||||||||||| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
You hard hearted judges how cruel you’ve been
| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |……..
For you have sent me away to wardens roll
……..
Wardens roll, warden’s roll for a lifetime to go
Just to see us poor convicts go ploughing the land
But if I could not see you for several long years
Then I would think of my darling forever. >HMMMMMMMMMMM
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
>Shruti