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    I have found a girl on YouTube singing various Swedish folk songs. For example:

    Koppången

    Bellmans Vaggvisa

    När barnen mister mor och far

    Du som har mitt hela hjärta


    ... and many more. Please post more, I'm hooked.

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    These are great!
    Very beautiful.

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    Folk Music

    Post your favorite folk songs. I don't believe I've ever seen this thread yet. I did my best to decipher this one though for y'all

    Sugar Hill (click to listen)
    Possum sitting on the old rail fence
    Looking at the sun
    Hound dog coming down that road
    Old possum better run

    Want to get your eye knocked out
    Want to get your fill
    Want to get your eye knocked out
    Run down Sugar Hill

    I’m getting lonesome for my gal
    Need to drink the rye
    Up or down Sugar Hill
    Or know the reason why

    Want to get your eye knocked out
    Want to get your fill
    Want to get your eye knocked out
    Run down Sugar Hill

    Get your banjo off the wall
    Grab you fiddle, Phil
    Hitch them horses to the sleigh
    Run down Sugar Hill

    Want to get your eye knocked out
    Want to get your fill
    Want to get your eye knocked out
    Run down Sugar Hill

    Possum's in the simmon tree
    Throwing simmons down
    Hound dog coming down that road
    He's throwing simmons down

    Want to get your eye knocked out
    Want to get your fill
    Want to get your eye knocked out
    Run down Sugar Hill

    I’m getting lonesome for my gal
    Need to drink the rye
    Up or down Sugar Hill
    Or know the reason why

    Want to get your eye knocked out
    Want to get your fill
    Want to get your eye knocked out
    Run down Sugar Hill

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    WESTLIN' WINDS - Dick Gauchan

    Now westlin' winds and slaughterin' guns bring Autumn's pleasant weather.
    The Woodcock springs on whirring wings among the bloomin' Heather.
    Now waving grain winds o'er the plain delights the weary Farmer,
    And the Moon shines bright as I roam at night to muse upon my charmer.

    The Partridge loves the fruitful fells, the Plover loves the mountain,
    The Woodcock haunts the lonely dells, the soaring Heron the fountain.
    Through lofty groves the Cushart roves; the path of Man to shun it.
    The hazel-bush o'erhangs the Thrush, the spreading thorn the Linnet.

    Thus every kind their pleasure find, the savage and the tender.
    Some social join and leagues combine, some solitary wander
    Avaunt away the cruel sway to renege man's dominion.
    The Sportsman's joy the murderin' cry, the fluttering goried pinion.

    But Peggy dear, the evening's clear. Swift flies the skimming Swallow.
    The sky is blue, the fields in view all fading green and yellow.
    Come let us stray our gladsome way to view the charms of nature,
    The rustling corn, the fruited thorn, and every happy creature.

    We'll gently walk and sweetly talk till the silent Moon shine clearly.
    I'll grasp thy waist and, fondly pressed, swear how I love thee dearly.
    Nor vernal showers the budding flowers, nor Autumn to the Farmer
    So dear can be as thou'rt to me, my fair, my lovely charmer.

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    Zogen einst fünf wilde Schwäne

    1. |: Zogen einst fünf wilde Schwäne,
    Schwäne leuchtend weiß und schön. :|
    "Sing, sing, was geschah?"
    Keiner ward mehr gesehn.
    "Ja, sing, sing, was geschah?"
    Keiner ward mehr gesehn.

    (There once flew five wild swans,
    swans white and beautiful.
    Sing of what happened then:
    None of them was seen anymore)

    2. |: Wuchsen einst fünf junge Birkchen
    Grün und frisch an Bachesrand. - :|
    "Sing, sing, was geschah!" -
    Keins in Blüten stand. -
    "Ja, sing, sing, was geschah? "
    Keins in Blüten stand.

    (There once grew five young birch trees,
    green and fresh at the banks of a stream.
    Sing of what happened then:
    None of them came into bloom.)

    3. |: Zogen einst fünf junge Burschen
    Stolz und kühn zum Kampf hinaus. - :|
    "Sing, sing, was geschah? " -
    Keiner kehrt nach Haus. -
    "Ja, sing, sing, was geschah? "
    Keiner kehrt nach Haus.

    (There once marched five young lads
    proudly and boldly into the fight.
    Sing of what happened then:
    None of them returned home.)

    4. |: Wuchsen einst fünf junge Mädchen
    Schlank und schön am Memelstrand. - :|
    "Sing, sing, was geschah?" -
    Keins den Brautkranz wand. -
    "Ja, sing, sing, was geschah? "
    Keins den Brautkranz wand.

    (There once grew five young girls,
    slender and beautiful at the banks of the river Memel.
    Sing of what happened then:
    None of them twined the bridal wreath.)

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    Skjøn jomfru gikk på høyen fjeld,
    så ned på dype dal.
    Der så hun et skip om seilende, kom seilende.
    Tre grever var ombord.

    Den aller yngste greven
    som der på skipet var,
    han ville seg trolova, trolova
    med meg så ung jeg var.

    Så tok han frem av fingeren sin
    en ring av gull så rød.
    Så sagde han, skjøn pike, skjøn pike,
    den vil jeg giva deg.

    Da ungersvenden var bortreist
    kom der en annen igjen,
    som hennes hjerte behagede, behagede,
    og de kom så vel overens.

    Da ungersvenden dette fikk vite
    stor kummer i hjertet han fikk.
    Han skiftede om sine kleder, sine kleder,
    og reiste dit bryllupet stod.

    Ungersvenden trådte i brudehuset inn
    og begjærte med bruden en dans.
    Og der dansede de så snedelig, så snedelig,
    og hun blegnede som et lik.

    Si meg hvorfor er du bleven så blek
    og hvorfor er du bleven så blå
    Fordi de andre har narret meg, har narret meg,
    og sagt at du var død.

    Ja haver de andre narret deg,
    og sagt at jeg var død,
    i morgen før solen opprunden er, opprunden er
    skal du få se meg død.

    Ungersvenden trådte i kammerset inn,
    lukket døren i lås etter seg.
    Så tok han frem sitt timeglass, sitt timeglass,
    og satte det framfor seg.

    Da glasset var utrunden
    og timen var forbi,
    så tok han frem sitt blanke sverd, sitt blanke sverd
    og stakk det gjennom sitt liv.

    Se hit de jomfruer alle,
    se hit min beste venn.
    Du talte med to tunger, to tunger,
    og havde tvende kjær.

    Traditional song, it has been sung for over 700 years. In Germany it is documented 2000 versions of it, it is often called "Graf und Nonne" there. Here to the tunes of Folque: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VL6eEcw9-Vg

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    Clarence Ashley - The Coo Coo Bird

    Gonna build me a log cabin
    On a mountian so high
    So I can see Willie
    As he goes passing by

    Oh the Coo Coo, she's a pretty bird
    She wobbles as she flies
    She never says coo coo
    Til the fourth day of July

    I played cards in England
    I played cards in Spain
    I'll bet you ten dollars
    I'll beat you next game

    Jack of diamonds, Jack of diamonds
    I've known you from old
    You've robbed my poor pocket
    Of my silver and my gold

    My horses ain't hungry
    They won't eat your hay
    I'll drive on little further
    I'll feed em on the way

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    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CCBW7...eature=related




    Muß i' denn zum Städtele hinaus

    . Muß i' denn, muß i' denn
    Zum Städtele hinaus,
    Städtele hinaus
    Und du mein Schatz bleibst hier
    Wenn i' komm', wenn i' komm',
    Wenn i' wiederum, wiederum komm',
    Kehr i' ei' mei' Schatz bei dir
    |: Kann i' glei' net allweil bei dir sei'
    Han' i' doch mei' Freud' an dir
    Wenn i' komm', wenn i' komm',
    Wenn i' wiederum, wiederum komm',
    Kehr' i' ei' mei' Schatz bei dir.

    2. Wenn du weinst, wenn du weinst,
    Daß i' wandere muß,
    Wandere muß,
    Wie wenn d'Lieb jetzt wär vorbei
    Sind au' drauß, sind au' drauß,
    Der Mädele viel, Mädele viel
    Lieber Schatz, i' bleib dir treu.
    |: Denk du nett wenn i' a and're seh
    No sei mei Lieb' vorbei
    Sind au' drauß, sind au' drauß,
    Der Mädele viel, Mädele viel
    Lieber Schatz, i' bleib dir treu.

    3. Übers Jahr, übers Jahr,
    Wenn mer Träubele schneidt,
    Träubele schneidt,
    Stell i' hier mi' wiedrum ei'
    Bin i' dann, bin i' dann,
    Dei' Schätzele no', Schätzele no'
    So soll die Hochzeit sei.
    |: Übers Jahr do ischt mei' Zeit vorbei
    Do g'hör i' mei und dei
    Bin i' dann, bin i' dann,
    Dei' Schätzele no', Schätzele no'
    So soll die Hochzeit sei.
    "Sei, was Du willst, aber was Du bist, habe den Mut ganz zu sein."
    (Albert Leo Schlageter)

    "Deutsche Einigkeit, meine Stärke - meine Stärke, Deutschlands Macht" (Hermann)

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    Es dunkelt schon in der Heide

    Es dunkelt schon in der Heide
    Nach Hause laßt uns gehn
    Wir haben das Korn geschnitten
    Mit unserm blanken Schwert.

    Ich hörte die Sichel rauschen,
    Sie rauschte durch das Korn;
    Ich hört' mein Feinslieb klagen,
    Sie hätt' ihr Lieb verlor'n.

    Hast du dein Lieb verloren,
    So hab' ich noch das mein'.
    So wollen wir beide mit'nander
    Uns winden ein Kränzelein.

    Ein Kränzelein von Rosen,
    Ein Sträußelein von Klee.
    Zu Frankfurt auf der Brücke,
    Da liegt ein tiefer Schnee.

    Der Schnee, der ist zerschmolzen,
    Das Wasser läuft dahin;
    Kommst du mir aus den Augen,
    Kommst mir aus meinem Sinn.

    In meines Vaters Garten,
    Da stehn zwei Bäumelein;
    Das eine, das trägt Muskaten
    Das andere Braunnägelein.

    Muskaten, die sind süße,
    Braunnägelein sind schön;
    Wir beide müssen uns scheiden,
    Ja scheiden, das tut weh

    East Prussian version, the oldest known version is from the Rostocker Liederhandschrift, 1478

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    Dónal Agus Mórag

    Bhí móran daoine uasal ann.
Bhí tuatanaigh na h-Alban ann.
Bhí ‘n máistir scoile is an ministir ann.
Bhí an laoch Mac Amhlaigh ann.
    Dónal, ‘sé Dónal, ‘sé Dónal a rinne an bhainis.
Dónal agus Mórag a rinne an bhainis ainmeall.
    Bhí cearcan ann, ‘s bhí géanna ann.
Bhí corr is doisín sgairbh ann.
Seo bha iad is bhí car a’ bí ann.
‘Sé cearc na n-éan a b’fhearr dhuibh ann.
    Dónal, ‘sé Dónal, ‘sé Dónal a rinne an bhainis.
Dónal agus Mórag a rinne an bhainis ainmeall.
    Bhí bradáin ‘s bric ón Éirne ann.
    Is flúirse feoil na bhfia n-éan ann.
    Feol mart ‘s lao, ba bhlasta bhí.
    Bhí uanfheol friochta is oisfheoil ann.

    Dónal, ‘sé Dónal, ‘sé Dónal a rinne an bhainis.
Dónal agus Mórag a rinne an bhainis ainmeall.

    Bhí ‘n dí go fial ‘s go fairsing ann.
Bhí brannda is fíon na Spáinne ann.
Bhí póitín stil is mead le mil.
Bhí beoir is leann na h-Éireann ann.

    Dónal, ‘sé Dónal, ‘sé Dónal a rinne an bhainis.
Dónal agus Mórag a rinne an bhainis ainmeall.

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