Seventeen Come Sunday- Cranstone (Sus) 1907 Butterworth
[George Butterworth Manuscript Collection (GB/4/41). Words given by Mrs Cranstone of Billingshurst, Sussex from MS. The text printed in Folk Songs from Sussex, 1912 is heavily rewritten (see below), and only 5 stanzas--it's attributed: Tune given by Mr. Ford, Scaynes Hill: words given by Mrs, Cranstone of Billingshurst, Sussex. In 1913 Cranstone melody and opening stanza were printed "Songs Collected from Sussex." (see at bottom of page).
R. Matteson 2017]
Seventeen Come Sunday- with text sung by Mrs. Cranstone of Sussex c. 1907, tune by Mr. Ford.
1. As I walked out one May morning,
One May morning so early,
As I walked out one May morning[1],
One May morning so early,
I overtook a pretty fair maid
Just as the sun was a-rising;
CHORUS: Rue dal day,
Fal the rid-dle- lay,
Right fal lid-dle, id-dle i-do.
2. Her cheeks were red and her eyes were bright,
And her buckles shone like silver;
She had a black and a rolling eye,
And her hair hung over her shoulder.
3. "Where are you going, my pretty maid?
Where are you going, my honey?"
She answered me, quite cheerily,
"On an errand from my mammy."
4. "How old are you, my pretty maid?
How old are you, my honey?"
She answered me, right cheerily,
"Why I'm seventeen on Sunday."
5. "Will you take a man, my fair pretty maid?
Will you take a man, my honey?"
She answered me right cheerily,
"I dare not for my mammy."
6. "Come unto my mammy's house
When the moon shines bright and clearly,
And I'll get up and let you in
And my mammy shall not hear me."
7. "I went unto her mammy's house
The moon shone bright and clearly,
She got up and let me in,
And I stayed win her arms till morning."
1. The first two lines are repeated thus in the 1912 Folk Songs from Sussex. The MS has no repeat indicated.
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Folk Songs from Sussex (English Song, Vol. 20)
8. Seventeen come Sunday
1. As I walked out one May morning,
one May morning so early,
As I walked out one May morning,
one May morning so early,
I overtook a handsome maid,
just as the sun was a-rising,
CHORUS: Rue dal day, Fol diddle day,
Right fol diddle doddle dido.
2. Her shoes were bright, her stockings white,
and her buckles shone like silver,
Her shoes were bright, her stockings white,
and her buckles shone like silver,
She had a black and a rolling eye,
and her hair hung down her shoulder,
Rue dal day, Fol diddle day,
Right fol diddle doddle dido.
3. “Where are you going, my pretty maid,
where are you going, my honey,
Where are you going, my pretty maid,
where are you going, my honey?”
She answered me right cheerfully,
“On an errand for my mammy.”
Rue dal day, Fol diddle day,
Right fol diddle doddle dido.
4. “How old are you, my pretty maid,
how old are you, my honey,
How old are you, my pretty maid,
how old are you, my honey?”
She answered me right cheerfully,
“I am seventeen come Sunday,”
Rue dal day, Fol diddle day,
Right fol diddle doddle dido.
5. And now she’s with her soldier lad,
where the wars they are alarming,
And now she’s with her soldier lad,
where the wars they are alarming,
And the drum and fife are her delight,
and a merry man in the morning,
Rue dal day, Fol diddle day,
Right fol diddle doddle dido.
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Songs Collected from Sussex
by Ralph Vaughan Williams, Cecil J. Sharp, G. S. K. Butterworth, Frank Kidson, A. G. Gilchrist and Lucy E. Broadwood
Journal of the Folk-Song Society, Vol. 4, No. 17 (Jan., 1913), pp. 279-324
6.-SEVENTEEN COME SUNDAY.
Noted by George Butterworth. SUNG BY MRS. CRANSTONE, MIXOLYDIAN influence. BILLINGSHURST, JUNE, 1907.
As I walked out one May morning,
One May morning so early,
0 it's there I spied a fair pretty maid
just as the sun was a- rising,
Rue dal day, Fol the rid-dle lay,
Right fol the lad dle id - dle i do