A-Soulin’
Words and music by Paul Stookey, Tracy Batteast, and Elena Mezzetti
Originally performed by Peter, Paul, and Mary
Hey, ho, nobody home,
Meat, nor drink, nor money have I none,
Yet shall we be me – e – e – erry,
Hey, ho, nobody home . . .
Soul, a soul, a soul cake,
Please good missus, a soul cake,
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
Any good thing to make us all merry.
One for Peter, two for Paul,
Three for him who made us all.
God bless the master of this house,
And the mist’ress also,
And all the little children that ’round your table grow.
The cattle in your stable, the dog by your front door,
And all that dwell within your gates,
We wish you ten times more.
[Refrain: Soul, a soul, a soul cake . . . ]
Go down into the cellar and see what you can find,
If the barrels are not empty, we hope you will be kind.
We hope you will be kind with your apple and your pear,
For we’ll come no more a-soulin’ til this time next year.
[Refrain]
The streets are very dirty, my shoes are very thin,
I have a little pocket to put a penny in.
If you haven’t got a penny, a ha’ penny will do,
If you haven’t got a ha’ penny, then God bless you.
[Refrain]
Hey, ho, nobody home,
Meat, nor drink, nor money have I none,
Yet shall we be me – e – e – erry,
Hey, ho, nobody home . . .
Stay Tuned . . .
As I’ve already alerted you (see the inaugural post of this blog, July 16 2023) . . . I am not a blogger. Hence, the four months passage of time between my last post on July 20, and the present one . . .
Gone Soulin’ . . .
“Gone fishin’ . . . instead of just a-wishin’ . . .”
I remember like it was just yesterday, hearing the moody, dreamy quality of that tune as it introduced a weekly syndicated television program called The Sportsman’s Friend.
Hello, World! . . .
I am not a blogger. Or at least I wasn’t until just this minute, 9:24 am CDT on Sunday July 16, 2023 . . .