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FRATERNITY SONG "HAIL FRATERNITY"
HAIL FRATERNITY,
WE'LL EVER SING OUR PRAISE TO THEE,
WE LOVE THY COLORS TRUE,
WE LOVE THY BROTHERS TOO,
YOU'RE THE EMBLEM OF SINCERITY.
HAIL FRATERNITY,
WE ARE PROUD OF YOUR FAME,
MAY THERE NEVER BE A STAIN,
AGAINST THY DEAR OLD NAME,
SIGMA PHI EPSILON! HEY!
Submitter comment:
SIMILAR TO THE OTHER SONGS, LOVE AND LOYALTY TO THE
BROTHERHOOD IS EXEMPLIFIED HERE. THE SONG IS SUNG WITH
A FAST MELODY, USUALLY SUNG AT NATIONAL MEETINGS. IT
IS RECOGNIZED THROUGHOUT THE NATION AS ONE OF THE
MOST PRIZED SONGS IN SIGMA PHI EPSILON.
I FIRST HEARD THIS SONG AT BOWLING GREEN STATE
UNIVERSITY, IN FEBRUARY, 1978, AT THE SIGMA
PHI EPSILON NATIONAL MEETING.
Where learned: OHIO ; BOWLING GREEN
IRISH SONG
WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING
SURE IT'S LIKE A MORN IN SPRING
WITH A LILT OF IRISH LAUGHTER
YOU CAN HEAR THE ANGELS SING
WHEN IRISH HEARTS ARE HAPPY
ALL THE WORLD SEEMS BRIGHT AND GAY,
FOR WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING,
THEY CAN STEAL YOUR HEART AWAY.
Submitter comment: MY FATHER PLAYS THIS RECORD EVERY ST. PATRICK'S DAY.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Joy Happiness CUSTOM FESTIVAL -- March 17 Feast of St. Patrick |
Date learned: 00-00-1980
MY DARLING OLD STAG
YOU MAY SING OF YOUR ROSE COVERED BOWERS;
YOU MAY RAVE OF YOUR HILLS AND YOUR VALES;
YOU MAY TALK ABOUT SWEET SCENTED FLOWERS,
OR TEMPT WITH ARABIAN NIGHT TALES;
ALL ARE FEEBLE AND WEAK TO MY SONG;
ALL ARE ONLY TATTERS AND RAGS;
I'VE A THEME THAT CLINGS TO ME STRONG,
'TIS THIS DEAR PAIR OF OLD LEATHER "STAGS."
WHEN MY DAY OF HARD LABOR IS DONE,
AND MY SUPPER IS STOWED 'NEATH MY BELT;
WHEN THE "BUNK CAMP" IS BRIMMING WITH FUN,
AND THE FIRE IN THE STOVE WOULD YOU MELT;
O IT'S THEN WITH MY PIPE SMOKING FREE,
I LIST TO THE SHANTY BOYS' GAGS;
I JOIN IN THE FROLIC AND GLEE,
WITH MY HOOFS IN MY DARLING OLD "STAGS."
THESE "STAGS" THEY WERE ONCE LONG TOP BOOTS
THE TOPS I CUT OFF LONG AGO.
THERE'S NOTHING NOW LEFT BUT THE ROOTS,
STILL THEY'RE HANDY TO WEAR OR TO THROW,
AT SOME SHANTY BOY SNORING IN BED,
OR A WATCH PEDDLING SON OF A WAG;
I CAN SHY THEM SO NEAT AT A HEAD
FOR CONVENIENT AT TIMES IS A "STAG."
Submitter comment:
SUNG BY AN ELDER OF THE LOGGING CAMP ON SATURDAY
NIGHT.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; SAGINAW
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Joy Happiness Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Good humor Jest |
Date learned: 03-04-1990
Louisiana Funerals
My uncle and grandfather always told me of Louisiana-style
funerals where there were actually bands playing blues songs at the
funeral. After the memorial portion of the sermon, the funeral
procession would "march" to the place of interment to the beat of
blues songs. After gravesite services were over, the procession
would leave to the tune of "When the Saints Come Marching In."
Where learned: LOUISIANA ; New Orleans
Pack up your troubles in the old kit bag,
And smile, smile, smile.
The more we get together, together,
The happier we'll be.
Submitter comment:
These little songs were taught to informant at school by Mrs. Rosalee Gray at the Hanna School House. Every morning they would sing little verses, but they never had a music book or music to assist.
Where learned: TENNESSEE ; Prospect
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Joy Happiness |
Song: Cindy
I wish I was an apple, a hanging on the tree, and every time my Sweetheart passed, she'd take a bite of me.
She told me that she loved me
She called me Sugar Plum,
She throwed 'er arms around me --
I thought my time had come.
Chorus:
Git along home Cindy, Cindy
Git along home Cindy, Cindy
I marry you someday.
Data entry tech comment:
Informant and collector share the same surname.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Joy Happiness |