All folksongs begin with the phrase: ''I
asked my love to take a walk'
The walk should be:
Down by the riverside
Past the prison
Into the valley
Over the sea and far away.
It should NOT be:
To the store for a loaf of bread
To Wallmart
Along the Champs-Elysee, Park Avenue, or
Pennsylvania Avenue
On rollerblades.
The conversation along the way should be
about:
Your racehorse
The perfidious British
The revelation that you are her/his
longlost brother/husband/blacksmith/Lord
The inevitable baby
Murder
Places to be mentioned include:
Botany Bay
The Mountains of ...
A Land called Honalee
Carrickfergus
The valley
The fair
All of the above in reverse order, Botany
Bay always coming last.
All folk songs repeat the same words in
each verse, but move them around until one person is killed or the ghost
appears. If the ghost appears, it repeats the original verses and the
process begins all over again. This is known as revenge.
The chorus of all folk songs is half of the
words of the verse moved around some more, and with the addition of some
poignant nonsense syllables, all in a minor key. No new information is
provided.
References to work in folk songs should
include:
Hammers (visionary or steam)
Railroad trains, preferably on the same
track hurtling towards each other
Lots of whales
Sowing, reaping, harvesting, babies
dropped in furrows, etc.
Job categories allowed in folk songs
include:
Circus work
Lighthouse keeping
Mourning
Gypsying (especially kidnapping)
Blowing up British buildings.
References to work in folk songs should
avoid the following job categories:
Insurance
Work for any government agency except
prisons
Re-insurance
Words that can be sprinkled at random over
folk songs:
gather,
farewell,
thee,
dead,
twa,
alas,
true love,
bonnie, dagger,
do Lord.
and so on.... These apply mostly to ballads:
True loves are always either:
Missing (gone for seven years)
Dead (see Necrophilia element)
In disguise
Your brother/sister (either known or
unknown)
False (off chasing/married to another)
If it's a happy ending, it's a very rare folksong...
If your true love is dead, you must:
Long to kiss his/her dead lips or other
portions of the anatomy (The Tradition of Necrophilia)
Never love again
Have done her in yourself after spending
all night diggin' of her grave
Have done him in yourself because he done
you wrong
If you are a sailor, and you meet a fair
young lady, you will:
Wind up with no money and no clothes,
wearing a dress (the Transvestite Element)
Get laid after pulling her string
Acquire a painful and unpleasant social
disease
Get shot after she dresses in men's
clothing and finds you've been false
(see Transvestite Element)
If you are a young lady, and you meet a
sailor, you will:
Turn him down because he's dirty
Turn him down because you don't recognize
him
Change your mind when you find out he's
got money
Change your mind after experiencing his
sexual prowess
Dress up in man's clothing (the
Transvestite Element, yet again)
And LOTS of metaphors!! Refering to
various actions, body parts, etc., should be as circumspect as possible.
Birds,flowers,alcoholic beverages,(blud red wine, etc)... may be freely
substituted for lips, breasts etc.
And for Male Parts...anything is ok as long as it is longer than it is
wide.
Women who are NOT active heroines in the
song may be given away as prizes to men who achieve some goal...such as
killing villians, saving ships, etc.
You are a bona fide folk singer if:
you have nine different guitar capos,
including a semi-automatic flipoff
our first name is one syllable long, or
at most is two syllables that end in a vowel, e.g. Doc, Pete, Woody,
Joan, Judy
you learned the song on a porch,
preferably one with a sofa with the insides sprung out
you refuse to make an anatomical pun
about “The Londonderry Air”
you have ''This X fights Y'' inscribed
somewhere on your instrument,
e.g.''this E string fights sexism''.
you have a dog named after a color.
You are not a bona fide folk singer if:
you play the Hammond Organ
your first name is Brittany (unless you
are a boy)
your last name is Rockefeller or Windsor
you learned the song from your chauffeur
or housekeeper, unless her name is Elizabeth Cotton
you have a sticker on your guitar that
reads: “Baby On Board”
you have a cat (whether it comes back or
not) or goldfish (see Entry under whales). You can have a horse as long
as you race it in England or France.