"PS-400 Old Poets- The Merry Ferry" by Numi Who

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Album $11

song to "Recuerdo" by Edna St. Vincent Millay ver. Merry Ferry 5 orchestrated

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Numi Who

I now create music so people can spend time with better company.

Cover Songs on Soundclick: https://www.soundclick.com/numiwhocreativecovers Writing: https://allpoetry.com/Mr._Numi_Who- Books: Numi Who? on Amazon (books) Art: http://wbiro.deviantart.com Early Art: http://www.flickr.com/photos/38154648@N00 Music Videos: http://www.youtube.com/user/wbiro Self-made Music Catalog (to 2016): http://numi-imagination-creations.me/01-art-catalog/wbiro_artistic_catalog_1967-2016_update_34.html Original Music on Soundcloud (more complete list there): https://soundcloud.com/wbiro Cover Songs on Soundcloud (more complete list there): https://soundcloud.com/user-288568536

Song Info

Genre

Podcasts • Poetry

Author

music - wbiro

Rights

wbiro

Uploaded

September 10, 2011

Track Files

MP3

MP3 2.1 MB • 128 kbps • 2:17

Story behind the song

opened old poetry book, found a likely piece, worked out song, recorded (1985); orchestrated in 1999

Lyrics

We were very tired
We were very merry

We went back and forth all night
On the ferry

It was bare and dry
And smelled like a stable

But we looked into the fire
And reached across the table

We lay on a hilltop
Underneath the moon

And the whistles kept blowing
And the dawn came soon

You ate an apple
And I ate a pear

From a dozen of each
We had bought somewhere

And the sky went wan
And the wind came cold

And the sun rose dripping
Like a bucket full of gold

We hailed "Good morning!"
To a shawl-covered hag

And bought a morning paper
That neither of us read

And she wept "God bless you
For the apples and pears!"

And we gave her all our money
Except our subway fares!

Words From: "Recuerdo" by Edna St. Vincent Millay

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