Archive for the ‘For Choirbolical choristers’ Category

Feb
08
You tube links
Filed under (Repertoire performance links) by Margaret @ 02:10 pm

Some of you may find the following links useful/interesting.
Mozart

We Will

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Imv4X1Gc-Y8

Don’t Get Around Much Anymore

Don’t Know Why

Keep Your Lamps

And a sneak peak at:
Three Flower Songs by Eric Whitacre
I Hide Myself

(interesting video… hmm…)

Go, Lovely Rose

With a Lily In Your Hand



Feb
08
Working Repertoire
Filed under (Current repertoire) by Margaret @ 12:39 pm

Hi all:
Just a note of some pieces you may like to have ready in your “working-on-it” folder.
Mozart Jubilate Deo:

http://simoneolivieri.altervista.org/file/pdf/jubilate.pdf

We Will- Jim Papoulis
Don’t Know Why
Don’t Get Around Much Anymore
Keep Your Lamps
Island Songs



Apr
27
Waltzing Matlida
Filed under (Lyrics) by Margaret @ 05:57 pm

WALTZING MATILDA

Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong
Under the shade of a coolabah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited ’til his billy boiled
“You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me”

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
“You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me”
And he sang as he watched and waited ’til his billy boiled,
“You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me”.

Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong,
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
“You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me”.

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
“You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me”
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
“You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me”.

Up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred,
Down came the troopers, one, two, three,
“Where’s that jolly jumbuck you’ve got in your tucker bag?”
“You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me”.

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
“You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me”
“Where’s that jolly jumbuck you’ve got in your tucker bag?”,
“You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me”.

Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong,
“You’ll never take me alive”, said he,
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong,
“You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me”.

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
“You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me”
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong,
“You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me.”
“Oh, You’ll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me.”