Folk Songs

(old cowboy song)
"Utah Carol"

And now my friends you've asked me what makes me sad and still
And why my brow is darkened like the clouds upon the hill
Run in your ponies closer and I'll tell to you my tale
Of Utah Carol my partner and his last ride on the trail

We rode the range together and rode it side by side
I loved him like a brother, and I wept when Utah died
We were rounding up one morning when work was almost done
When on his side the cattle started on a frightened run

Underneath the saddle that the boss's daughter rode
Utah that very morning had placed a bright red robe
So the saddle might ride easy for Lenore his little friend
And it was this red blanket that brought him to his end

The blanket was now dragging behind her on the ground
The frightened cattle saw it and charged it with a bound
Lenore then saw her danger and turned her pony's face
And leaning in the saddle tied the blanket to its place

But in leaning lost her balance, fell in front of that wild tide
"Lay still Lenore I'm coming" were the words that Utah cried
His faithful pony saw her and reached her in a bound
I thought he'd been successful, and raised her from the ground

But the weight upon the saddle had not been felt before
His backcinch snapped like thunder and he fell by Lenore
Picking up the blanket he swung it over his head
And started cross the prairie, "Lay still Lenore" he said

When he got the stampede turned and saved Lenore his friend
He turned to face the cattle and meet his fatal end
His six gun flashed like lightning, the report rang loud and clear
As the cattle rushed and killed him he dropped the leading steer

On his funeral morning I heard the preacher say
I hope we'll all meet Utah at the roundup far away
Then they wrapped him in a blanket that saved his little friend
And it was this red blanket that brought him to his end

salam,this is enough as a start, if you have an interest in a special kind, tell me... and if you want to know any thing else... just send a note...take care...May Allah grant you peace and Light...

salam, this is another short folk song concerning the relation in a family, where the son is leaving since he can't endure the harsh of living...:...هَلَّقْ صَعْبي يا بْنَيّي               تُهْجُرْني وْما تْعودْ تْطُلْ لَمّا بْغَمِّضْ عَيْنَيِّ                  سَكِّرْ بابِ الْبَيْتِ وْفِلْ...the translation:it is hard now my son            to leave me and never returnwhen i close my eyes            close the door of the house and go......the term "close my eyes" may mean two things:the first when i'm sleeping since i do not want to say good bye, and the other, is when i'm dead...!

Salam,                 * the iron fist: the israeli troops...** Ansar: is a sothern village, in it the israeli forces build a large imprisonment camp... it was liberated in 1985 (after three years of the second invasion)...take care...

now the translation --if you need a special kind of folk songs, just tell me...--:O' south the cradle of my chidhood                                O' your soil is mixed with my hand's sweatO' you are the tale that waves tell to the sailor                O' you're the lap of my mother and the heart of my fatherO' you are an eye that is fighting the nail                       O' you're the real people's revolution the cradle of childhood and the land birth of free men      you are the destructor of the iron fist*and you who are surrounding our south with fire               you won't get its land and waterevery day a hero is born                                               who's planting a landmine for your troopsand if you block the roads of the revolutionists                and enlarge the prison of slavery in "Ansar"** the revolutionists                                          will graduate students of freedom*

Salam,this is the first folk song concerning the resistance -- you may return to a blog i wrote called: the history of my country --:يا جْنوبْ يا مَهْدِ الطُّفولِيِّه      يا تْرابْ مَجْبولْ بْعَرَقْ دَيِّه يا حْكايِةْ الأمْواجْ لِلْبَحّارْ      يا حُضْنْ إمّي وْيا قَلِبْ بَيّي يا عَيْنْ عَمْ بِتْقاوِمِ الْمِسْمارْ       يا ثَوْرِةِ الشَّعْبِ الْحَقيقيِّهمَهْدِ الطُّفولِه وْمَعْقَلِ الأحْرارْ      وِمْحَطِّمِ الْقَبْضَه الْحَديديِّهوْيا مْحاصْرينْ جْنوبنا بِالنّارْ      لا تِطْمَعو بِالأرْضْ وِالْمَيِّهكِلْ يَوْمْ عَمْ يِخْلَقْ بَطَلْ مِغْوارْ      يُزْرَعْ لُغُمْ عَدَرْبْ دَوْرِيِّهوْمَهْما تْسِدّو الدَّرْب عَالثُّوّارْ         وِتْكَبْرو سِجْنِ الْعُبودِيِّهبْأنْصارْ بِالثُّوّارْ مَهْما صارْ         بْيِتْخَرَّجو طُلابْ حُرِّيِّه

Salam,i will post the arabic text first then a translation afterwards...if you have any question please do ask...-- by the way, i'm majored in anthropology and studied folklore too --

Salam,folk songs in there original language, as lebanese it will be arabic in the lebanese dialect...if still interested i would share some with you...and i can offer you a translation...

I can recall singing some of the songs in elementary school from the list in the following site... here's a site with a long list of popular folk songs in Americahttp://www.contemplator.com/america/

salaamshmm Hush Little Baby is famous one goes something like this ... Ohm Hush little baby dont you cry Mama's gonna buy you a a mocking bird. And if that mockingbird won't sing, Mama's going to buy you a diamond ring. etc etc