Misunderstood lyric of the day

[resonant]

The kidlet and I are listening to folk music in the car, and one of the songs on the CD has a refrain that goes, "For the horn of the hunter's now silent."

The kidlet (who's five) says to me, "I think that island is the one where the cats hunt the mice."

I say, "Island?"

The kidlet says, "Yeah." And then sings the line: "For the horn of the hunter's Mouse Island ..."

Comments

[liaison27.livejournal.com]

On the banks of the Ellen no more

Be interesting what she makes of the rest of the lyrics. *g*

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I would imagine she finds the whole CD fairly baffling. There's a song where King Henry and Earl Marshall dress up as friars so they can go hear Queen Eleanor's confession, and she confesses that she's in love with Earl Marshall and that he's the father of one of her sons ... I started to explain that to the kidlet, and then I just stopped, because really, where do you start? "Do you know what a friar is? what 'shrive' means? what an earl is? what a dower is? um, just hum along with the pretty music, honey."

Though she has caught on to one thing about folk music: "Bold Fisherman" starts up, and she says happily, "Now I know three songs that say, 'As I walked out one May morning!' "

[venivincere]

Hee! When we were little, my sister and I used to watch Star Trek -- and it wasn't until we were grown that she admitted she always wondered why no one had gone to Boldlygo before.

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

[laughing]

[giglet.livejournal.com]

Argh! I know this song, but I don't remember the rest of it!

I seem to recall Clam Chowder singing it.

Hit me with a title or more lyrics?

[resonant8.livejournal.com]

It's "The Horn of the Hunter," and I got it from Tim Hart and Maddy Prior's "Folk Songs of Old England" CD.

For the horn of the hunter's now silent,

On the banks of the Ellen no more,

Nor in Denton we'll hear its wild echo

Resound o'er the dark Caldew's roar.

[giglet.livejournal.com]

Thanks!