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fandomhigh2009-06-03 04:57 pm
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Storytelling, Fifth Period, THURSDAY 6/3
"Today's theme, is folks songs." Tim said when the students had arrived. "Which means that participation today is more voluntary than usual. "Folks songs are, basically, old songs that tell a story. What's weird to think is, all of these songs were popular songs when they were written. Makes you wonder if today's chart toppers will be sung around a campfire in a few hundred years doesn't it."
He cleared his throat and tried not to be embarrassed. "My apologies if you don't like my singing. If so, keep it to yourself please." And with that, he sang:
"Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
I met her on the mountain
There I took her life
Met her on the mountain
Stabbed her with my knife
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
This time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
Hadn't a-been for Grayson
I'd a-been in Tennessee
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
This time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hangin' from a white oak tree
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Poor boy you're bound to die
Poor boy, you're bound to die..."
"According to the story I heard, that song was written by Tom Dooley while he waited for his execution. The story goes that Tom Dooley had a wife, but fell in love with another woman. Together, he and his mistress conspired to kill his wife and run off together. As it turns out, he was right, he did hang. And the mistress it seems, went free.
"Okay, now it's your turn, if you want. You can sing a song, or just recite the lyrics. Then tell the background info if you know it. Or you can just tell the story that a song you know tells. Or if you want you can just sit there and look horrified. Oh, and next week's theme is Ghost stories."
[Up super early for I must hit the road. Massive SP as I'll be afk for a day or so.Wait for OCD is up please Pride and Prejudice and Zombies is awesome.]
He cleared his throat and tried not to be embarrassed. "My apologies if you don't like my singing. If so, keep it to yourself please." And with that, he sang:
"Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
I met her on the mountain
There I took her life
Met her on the mountain
Stabbed her with my knife
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
This time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
Hadn't a-been for Grayson
I'd a-been in Tennessee
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
This time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hangin' from a white oak tree
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Poor boy, you're bound to die
Poor boy you're bound to die
Poor boy, you're bound to die..."
"According to the story I heard, that song was written by Tom Dooley while he waited for his execution. The story goes that Tom Dooley had a wife, but fell in love with another woman. Together, he and his mistress conspired to kill his wife and run off together. As it turns out, he was right, he did hang. And the mistress it seems, went free.
"Okay, now it's your turn, if you want. You can sing a song, or just recite the lyrics. Then tell the background info if you know it. Or you can just tell the story that a song you know tells. Or if you want you can just sit there and look horrified. Oh, and next week's theme is Ghost stories."
[Up super early for I must hit the road. Massive SP as I'll be afk for a day or so.

Re: Sing!
Remember the first dance we shared?
Recall the night you melted my ugliness away?
The night you left with a kiss so kind
Only a scent of beauty left behind
Ah dear friend I remember the night
The moon and the dreams we shared
Your trembling paw in my hand
Dreaming of that northern land
Touching me with a kiss of a beast
I know my dreams are made of you
Of you and only for you
Your ocean pulls me under
Your voice tears me asunder
Love me before the last petal falls
As a world without a glance
Of the ocean's fair expanse
Such the world would be
If no love did flow in thee
But as my heart is occupied
Your love for me now has to die
Forgive me I need more than you can offer me
Didn't you read the tale
Where happily ever after was to kiss a frog?
Don't you know this tale
In which all I ever wanted
I'll never have
For who could ever learn to love a beast?
However cold the wind and rain
I'll be there to ease your pain
However cruel the mirrors of sin
Remember beauty is found within
...Forever shall the wolf in me desire the sheep in you...
Re: Sing!