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Under the Greenwood Tree (and other top hits)

by Griffin Sound Design

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1.
Blow, blow, thou winter wind. Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then, heigh-ho, the holly! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot: Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not. Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then, heigh-ho, the holly! This life is most jolly.
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Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird’s throat. Come hither, Come hither, Come hither Here shall he see no enemy But winter and rough weather under the greenwood tree Who doth ambition shun And loves to live in the sun Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets Come hither, Come hither, Come hither Here shall he see no enemy But winter and rough weather under the greenwood tree
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The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, Doth set my pugging tooth on edge; But shall I go mourn for that, my dear? The pale moon shines by night: And when I wander here and there, I then do most go right. When daffodils begin to peer, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; But shall I go mourn for that, my dear? The pale moon shines by night: And when I wander here and there, I then do most go right. The lark, that tirra-lyra chants, Are summer songs for me and my aunts, But shall I go mourn for that, my dear? The pale moon shines by night: And when I wander here and there, I then do most go right. With heigh! the doxy over the dale, For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. If tinkers may have leave to live, Then my account I well may, give, But shall I go mourn for that, my dear? The pale moon shines by night: And when I wander here and there, I then do most go right.
4.
Take, O, take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn: But my kisses bring again, bring again; Seals of love, but sealed in vain, sealed in vain.
5.
Lawn as white as driven snow; Cyprus black as e’er was crow; Gloves as sweet as damask roses; Masks for faces and for noses; Bugle bracelet, necklace amber, Perfume for a lady’s chamber; Golden quoifs and stomachers, For my lads to give their dears: Pins and poking-sticks of steel, What maids lack from head to heel: Come buy of me, come; come buy, come buy; Buy lads, or else your lasses cry: Come buy.
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Jog on, jog on, the footpath way And merrily hent the stile-a A merry heart goes all the day Your sad tires in a mile-a.
8.
It was a lover and his lass, With a hey and a ho and a hey nonino, That o’er the green corn-field did pass, In spring-time, the only pretty ring-time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding, Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey and a ho and a hey nonino, These pretty country-folks would lie, In spring-time, the only pretty ring-time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding, Sweet lovers love the spring. This carol they began that hour, With a hey and a ho and a hey nonino, How that a life was but a flower, In spring-time, the only pretty ring-time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding, Sweet lovers love the spring. And therefore take the present time, With a hey and a ho and a hey nonino, For love is crowned with the prime In spring-time, the only pretty ring-time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding, Sweet lovers love the spring.
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When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. But shall I go mourn for that, my dear? The pale moon shines by night: And when I wander here and there, I then do most go right. If tinkers may have leave to live, And bear the sow-skin budget, Then my account I well may, give, And in the stocks avouch it.
10.
What shall he have that kill'd the deer? His leather skin and horns to wear. Then sing him home; The rest shall bear this burden Take thou no scorn to wear the horn; It was a crest ere thou wast born: Thy father's father wore it, And thy father bore it: The horn, the horn, the lusty horn Is not a thing to laugh to scorn. Then sing him home; The rest shall bear this burden Take thou no scorn to wear the horn; It was a crest ere thou wast born: Thy father's father wore it, And thy father bore it:

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One of the fun things about designing sound for a Shakespeare play is the music. The Bard left us lots of song lyrics, but none of the music from his original productions survives. This allows composers and sound designers to write music to those lyrics, music that can complement any time period or location a particular play is set in. Over the past several years, I’ve worked on a few productions set for various reasons in the late 1950s and the groovy, swinging, mod, psychedelic 1960s. This album is a collection of songs from those productions of William Shakespeare’s “As You Like It,” “Measure For Measure,” and “The Winter’s Tale.”

Special thanks to Dr. Craig Rosen, June Clark Eubanks, David Soria, Christopher Petkus, and the crews and casts of “As You Like It,” “Measure for Measure,” and “The Winter’s Tale.”

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released December 19, 2019

Arranged and performed by Joe Griffin
Drums: Peter Griffin

Lyrics by William Shakespeare
Music by Joe Griffin ©2009, 2019 Stupid Itchy Church Socks Music (BMI)

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Griffin Sound Design Chicago, Illinois

Joe Griffin has composed music for Chicago theatre productions for over 15 years. His music has been heard in productions by Commedia Beauregard, the Hypocrites, Bohemian Theatre Company, Promethean Theatre Ensemble, Halcyon Theatre Company, Hobo Junction, Moraine Valley Community College, and Oakton Community College. ... more

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