Boothtown Sing Alongs

The Trout

Music: Franz Schubert

Lyrics: Christian Friedrich Daniel Schubart

The stream was bright and limpid, It ran I know not where
The playful trout was lurking and darting here and there
And from the bank I watched it, it was a pretty sight
The little fish so lively in water clear and bright
The little fish so lively in water clear and bright

With line and rod an angler is standing by the brook
Observes the fish’s movements with calculating look
But while the fish can see him, and while the water’s clear
His fishing will be fruitless, the trout need never fear
His fishing would be fruitless, the trout need never fear

The rascal grew impatient, at this delay
He stirred the mud up in the river, and ere I could say nay
The fish was thrashing madly, and dying, and dying gasping lay
I saw with baffled anger how treachery can pay
I saw with baffled anger how treachery can pay

In einem Bächlein helle,
Da schoß in froher Eil'
Die launische Forelle
Vorüber wie ein Pfeil.
Ich stand an dem Gestade
Und sah in süßer Ruh
Des muntern Fischleins Bade
Im klaren Bächlein zu.
Des muntern Fischleins Bade
Im klaren Bächlein zu.

Ein Fischer mit der Rute
Wohl an dem Ufer stand,
Und sah's mit kaltem Blute,
Wie sich das Fischlein wand.
So lang dem Wasser Helle,
So dacht ich, nicht gebricht,
So fängt er die Forelle
Mit seiner Angel nicht.
So fängt er die Forelle
Mit seiner Angel nicht.

Doch endlich ward dem Diebe
Die Zeit zu lang. Er macht
Das Bächlein tückisch trübe,
Und eh ich es gedacht,
So zuckte seine Rute,
Das Fischlein zappelt dran,
Und ich mit regem Blute
Sah die Betrogene an.
Und ich mit regem Blute
Sah die Betrogene an.

Singing In The Rain

Music: Nacio Herb Brown

Lyrics: Arthur Freed

I'm singing in the rain
Just singin' in the rain
What a glorious feeling
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds
So dark up above
The sun's in my heart
And I'm ready for love

Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I've a smile on my face
I walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
Singin', just singin' in the rain.

I'm singing in the rain
Just singin' in the rain
What a glorious feeling
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds
So dark up above
The sun's in my heart
And I'm ready for love

Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I've a smile on my face
I walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
Singin', just singin' in the rain.

Simple Gift

Joseph Brackett

'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free
'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be
And when we find ourselves in the place just right
'Twill be in the valley of love and delight.

When true simplicity is gained
To bow and to bend we shan't be ashamed
To turn, turn will be our delight
'Til by turning, turning, we come round right.

'Tis the gift to be gentle, 'tis the gift to be fair,
'Tis the gift to wake and breathe the morning air;
And ev'ry day to walk in the path we choose,
'Tis the gift that we pray we may ne'er come to lose.

When true simplicity is gained...

'Tis the gift to be loving, 'tis the best gift of all,
Like a quiet rain, it blesses where it falls;
And if we have the gift we will truly believe
'Tis better to give than it is to receive.

When true simplicity is gained...

Oh What a Beautiful Morning

Richard Rodgers

There's a bright, golden haze on the meadow
There's a bright, golden haze on the meadow
The corn is as high as a elephant's eye
And it looks like it's climbing clear up to the sky

Oh, what a beautiful mornin'
Oh, what a beautiful day
I've got a beautiful feelin'
Everything's goin' my way

All the cattle are standin' like statues
All the cattle are standin' like statues
They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by
But a little brown mav'rick is winkin' her eye

Oh, what a beautiful mornin'
Oh, what a beautiful day
I've got a beautiful feelin'
Everything's goin' my way

All the sounds of the earth are like music
Oh the sounds of the earth are like music
The breeze is so busy, it don't miss a tree
An' a ol' weepin' willer is laughin' at me

Oh, what a beautiful mornin'
Oh, what a beautiful day
I've got a beautiful feelin'
Everything's goin' my way

Oh, what a beautiful day!

A Red, Red Rose

Lyrics: Robert Burns

Tune: Low Down In The Broom (trad.)

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melody
That’s sweetly play'd in tune;

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry;

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
(O) I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.

(Repeat)

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melody
That’s sweetly play'd in tune;

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.

We'll Gather Lilacs

Ivor Novello

Although you're far away
And life is sad and grey
I have a scheme, a dream to try
I'm thinking, dear, of you
And all I meant to do
When we're together you and I
We'll soon forget our care and pain
And find such lovely things to share again.

We'll gather lilacs in the spring again
And walk together down an English lane
Until our hearts have learned to sing again
When you come home once more.
And in the evening by the firelight's glow
You'll hold me close and never let me go
Your eyes will tell me all I want to know
When you come home once more.

(Repeat)

And fare thee weel, my only Luve
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.

(Repeat)

When you come home once more.
Your eyes will tell me all I want to know
You'll hold me close and never let me go
And in the evening by the firelight's glow
When you come home once more.
Until our hearts have learned to sing again
And walk together down an English lane
We'll gather lilacs in the spring again