Piosenki o tabace
14 years, 10 months ago | 6 RepliesOto dwie piosenki o tabace, które udało mi się znaleźć w starych śpiewnikach. Niestety bez nut…ale jak uda nam się je odnaleźć będziemy mieli szansę na nagranie własnego albumu!
The Snuff-taker.
Air – „Bow, wow, wow.”;Now, gentlemen, my box is out,
You’ll find it good enough, too,
So if you wish to feed the snout,
You’ll all be up to snuff, too
First I began with Lundy Foot,
To please Hibernian Betty,
Then Prince’s mixture, black as soot,
Took to please the Welsh girl, Letty.
Snuff! snuff! snuff!Fol rol de riddy iddy, snuff, snuff, snuff!
Dutch Carrot next I learnt to take,
When I went to Amsterdam, sirs;
Then scented snuff, for Mary’s sake,
Though her love for me was sham, sirs.
Then next of all, my brown rappee
I took with Widow Waddle,
But she took my snuff and money too,
And then she bade me toddle.
Snuff! snuff! &c.Then I began to take Brazil
When I went to Buenos Ayres,
For the tender passion I did feel
For the sex that can ensnare us.
But when to Leith I bent my way
The plaid made my heart full, sirs,
So high-dried Scotch I took each day,
And took it from my mull, sirs.
Snuff! snuff! &c.So now my travels are all o’er,
I’m living at my ease, sirs;
I’ll ne’er from England wander more,
But take what snuff I please, sirs.
And while my box contains a pinch,
To use it I intend, sirs;
For I’ll be up to snuff myself,
And will ne’er refuse a friend, sirs.
Snuff! snuff! &c
Źródło: „Universal songster”, 1825
Black Snuff.Air – „Home! sweet Home.”;
In this life there is joy — in this life there is care —
And the mortal that lives must of both have a share;
But our cares were too great, and our joys not enough –
If wanting the zest we derive from good snuff.Snuff! snuff! good black snuff!
There’s no snuff like black snuff —
And nothing like snuff!How rich is the stream that we quaff from the bowl!
How soothing the charm it imparts to the soul!
I’ve shared in those transports, and drank deep enough,
But I find there is nothing more cheering than snuff.Snuff! snuff! &c.
Then grant me good snuff—there I taste no alloy,
For it never, like wine, can our reason destroy;—
Oh! this sensitive nose must be callous enough,
When I cease to delight in a pinch of good snuff!Snuff! snuff! &c.
Źródło: „Poems and songs, English & Scottish”, John Burns, 1827
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Piosenki o tabace
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Oto dwie piosenki o tabace, które udało mi się znaleźć w starych śpiewnikach. Niestety bez nut…ale jak uda nam się je odnaleźć będziemy mieli szansę na nagranie własnego albumu!
The Snuff-taker.
Air – „Bow, wow, wow.”;Now, gentlemen, my box is out,
You’ll find it good enough, too,
So if you wish to feed the snout,
You’ll all be up to snuff, too
First I began with Lundy Foot,
To please Hibernian Betty,
Then Prince’s mixture, black as soot,
Took to please the Welsh girl, Letty.
Snuff! snuff! snuff!Fol rol de riddy iddy, snuff, snuff, snuff!
Dutch Carrot next I learnt to take,
When I went to Amsterdam, sirs;
Then scented snuff, for Mary’s sake,
Though her love for me was sham, sirs.
Then next of all, my brown rappee
I took with Widow Waddle,
But she took my snuff and money too,
And then she bade me toddle.
Snuff! snuff! &c.Then I began to take Brazil
When I went to Buenos Ayres,
For the tender passion I did feel
For the sex that can ensnare us.
But when to Leith I bent my way
The plaid made my heart full, sirs,
So high-dried Scotch I took each day,
And took it from my mull, sirs.
Snuff! snuff! &c.So now my travels are all o’er,
I’m living at my ease, sirs;
I’ll ne’er from England wander more,
But take what snuff I please, sirs.
And while my box contains a pinch,
To use it I intend, sirs;
For I’ll be up to snuff myself,
And will ne’er refuse a friend, sirs.
Snuff! snuff! &cŹródło: „Universal songster”, 1825
Black Snuff.Air – „Home! sweet Home.”;
In this life there is joy — in this life there is care —
And the mortal that lives must of both have a share;
But our cares were too great, and our joys not enough –
If wanting the zest we derive from good snuff.Snuff! snuff! good black snuff!
There’s no snuff like black snuff —
And nothing like snuff!How rich is the stream that we quaff from the bowl!
How soothing the charm it imparts to the soul!
I’ve shared in those transports, and drank deep enough,
But I find there is nothing more cheering than snuff.Snuff! snuff! &c.
Then grant me good snuff—there I taste no alloy,
For it never, like wine, can our reason destroy;—
Oh! this sensitive nose must be callous enough,
When I cease to delight in a pinch of good snuff!Snuff! snuff! &c.
Źródło: „Poems and songs, English & Scottish”, John Burns, 1827
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Chwytliwa, bawarska piosenka o schmalzlerze: Die 3 Zwiedern – In de mei – Schmalzler
http://www.top25snuff.com/pl/video-snuff/30-Die+3+Zwiedern+In+de+mei+Schmalzler.html?userid=63
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Fragment opery Stanisława Moniuszki pt. Straszny Dwór, na wideo jest fragment arii Skoluby.
O północy zepsuty od 100 lat zegar zaczyna bić. Obie zwrotki arii kończy charakterystyczny, sprawiający komiczny efekt zwrot: „Boisz się?”, „Nie! ” – odpowiada Maciej, trzęsąc się ze strachu, „Nie?” – pyta złośliwie Skołuba i radzi: „Zażyj tabaki…”…cyt….PWM.
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