THE LONELY LITTLE LEMMING

They've left me here all lonely;
I don't know what to do;
Me mam and dad have gone away
And all me bruvvers too.
Me friends have disappeared an' all,
And I'm the lonely one;
They've gone off to the seaside;
I bet they're having fun.
Only dozed off for a minute
But I woke up to find
I'm a lonely little lemming
'Cos they've left me behind.

They told me they were going;
They told me don't be late;
Only missed 'em by a minute;
Don't know why they couldn't wait;
They've gone off to the seaside;
Bet they're swimming in the sea;
Bet there's millions of 'em swimming out there;
Everyone but me.
Only dozed off for a minute
But I woke up to find
I'm a lonely little lemming
'Cos they've left me behind.

Bet they're riding on the donkeys;
Bet they're walking down the pier;
Bet they're jumping in the water;
But I'm just sitting here;
Bet they're splashing in the ocean;
Oh me throat is full of lump;
They can rush up to the cliff
And they can take a running jump.
Only dozed off for a minute
But I woke up to find
I'm a lonely little lemming
'Cos they've left me behind.

All five million of 'em vanished
An' I don't know the way.
There's only me got left behind;
It's not my lucky day.
I'm a lonely little lemming,
Crying at the moon;
I wonder when they're coming back;
I hope they're coming soon.

(recorded by Les Barker, Lesley & Steve Davies on the Children in Need cassette PUD 001 and by Les Barker on DOG 012)
Published in the English Book of Penguin Folk Songs

And now one of Mr Barker's serious ones:

WALTZ FOR NOBODY

When the band starts to play I will stay here in my chair
Take my hand and I'll say "Not today." for I don't care
That some sweet violin may begin; I tell them all
I won't dance; if I dance, there's a chance I might fall.

The one two three is not for me; I'll leave it be from hereon in;
Why the tear falling at the soft calling of that old violin?
It's for no one I can recall, it's not for him; no, not at all;
I won't dance, oh no, I won't dance; oh no, there's a chance I might fall;

There's no name, not a trace of his face here in my mind
All the same, I won't dance; for romance comes close behind;
All those dreams made to break if you take that first chance
To be swept off your feet; I repeat: I won't dance.

It's not my way, I know the score; I'm quite ok here by the door;
I won't dance, sorry, I won't dance; sorry, I don't dance any more.
You may be cute, you may be tall; I'm taking root here by the wall;
I won't dance, oh no, I won't dance; oh no, there's a chance I might fall.

tune by Cam Wilson
Recorded by David K on 'Airs of the Dog'
(Mrs Ackroyd DOG 016)

Published in 'The green eye of the little yellow dog'

a cherdd Cymraeg.....

Nid wy’n gofyn bywyd moethus
Aur y byd na’i berlau mân;
' Mhroblem ydy, yn anffodus,
Os dw i'n onest, calon wan.

Calon wan; dw i'n llawn tabledi
Aspirin am byth, di-os;
Mwy ohonyn medrech gredu
Gyda'r dydd a gyda'r nos.

Ni ddymunwn olud bydol,
Caniateir dewis y bydd
Ramipril a Bisoprodol,
Cymerir bythol bob dydd.

Calon wan; dw i'n llawn tabledi
Aspirin am byth, di-os;
Mwy ohonyn medrech gredu
Gyda'r dydd a gyda'r nos.

Glas y bore fel aderyn
Esgyn poen ar draws y wawr;
Pam rhoir imi warfarin,
Peth sy'n lladd y llygod mawr?.

Calon wan; dw i'n llawn tabledi
Aspirin am byth, di-os;
Mwy ohonyn medrech gredu
Gyda'r dydd a gyda'r nos.

Last updated: March 23, 2009