Favourite Elizabethan Songbook!
Greensleeves wasn't the only thing those wacky Elizabethans sang! And
now, for a limited time only, you can sing along with them! When you buy
Mel Baize's Big-Note Book of Mopey Elizabethan Songs, you'll get over
thirty of the most popular sixteenth-century English hits:
- When to his Muse the Sheperd sings.
- I weepe, and weeping I doe goe.
- Sorrowe, sad Sorrowe, why tormentest thou mee?
- Why hath Hope deserted me?
- My Mistresse hath left me, my Horse is lame, & my Dogge hath dyed, O woe.
- Breake not my Hart, for my Hart acheth, it breaketh.
- All Ioye hath fledde.
- I am Melancholie, for an English Poet am I.
- At Morning thou wert flown.
- That old Man hath mee accursed.
- Heureux, heureux, joie, joie.
- Brother, canst thou spare a groat?
- Verily, thou hast a bigge hedde.
- Feare not; I haue half a Bottle of medicaments remainynge.
- The Salt Fish-ponde.
- With a Whack fol diddle di do. (The Irysshe Dumpe)
- O Woe, she hath found some Bosco sirup, and seeketh now for mee.
- How dry I am, how wet I'le bee (if I get not this damn'd codpiece unbutton'd).
- I haue the Blues, the Elizabethan Blues.
- Art thou the Queenes Guard?—No, Goodwyfe, we are Musitions.
- Abandon euery Hope, for nowe I am going to Sing.
- Thou art nothing but a Hownde Dogge.
- In sooth, the Dial goeth to a leaven.
- This will be the Day that I die.
- Neuer shake a babie!
- I weepe, for her chastity belt will not come unlock'de.
- None abide me, all spurn me, nowe shall I consume the Diet of Worms.
- The boggard of my Lyfe overfloweth.
- If I hadde a Million Sovereigns.
- Were it not for badde luck, I'de haue no luck at all.
- Gloome, Despaire & Agonie on mee.
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