'There's ups and there's downs and I see it quite plain, the spoke that's at bottom gets top-most again.'
The wise woman of Carlisle comes to rescue Johnny from his spiritual malaise with these healing words of wisdom.
This is a celebrated song by the great 18th C. songstress Susanna Blamire, from Thackwood near Carlisle, who originally wrote this song for her friend Miss Gilpin, a spinner from Kendal, to sing and keep her spirits up while she sat working her spinning wheel. A plaque for Susanna in Carlisle Cathedral reads: 'A poet of humour and observation, who caught the authentic voice of Cumberland'
lyrics
Miss Gilpin's Song
Let Lords and fine ladies look round them and see
If 'ere one among them be blither than me
For I sit at my wheelie and I sing through the day
And cast my own world that goes rolling away.
So twirl thee round, wheelie, I'll sing while I may
I long to be happy the whole of the day
If we would not make griefs o' bit trifles so small
The world would run smoothly round, round with us all
There's ups and there's downs and I see it quite plain
The spoke that's at bottom gets top-most again
So twirl thee round wheely, I'll see how things turn
I see, too, 'tis folly for mortals to mourn
So twirl thee round, wheelie, I'll sing while I may
I long to be happy the whole of the day
If we would not make griefs o' bit trifles so small
The world would run smoothly round, round with us all
Twirl the round wheely, spin round
Spinning round, round with us all
Twirl thee round wheely, spin round
As long as I'm singing
The wheel will keep spinning
Spin round
That life is a spinster I oft times have read
Too fine she draws out her spider-like thread
A breath can destroy what's so slenderly made
Life for her trouble has seldom been paid.
So twirl thee round, wheelie, I'll sing while I may
I long to be happy the whole of the day
If we would not make griefs o' bit trifles so small
The world would run smoothly round, round with us all
Twirl the round wheely, spin round
Spinning round, round with us all
Twirl thee round wheely, spin round
As long as I'm singing
The wheel will keep spinning
As long as we're singing
The world will keep spinning
Spin round
Watch the wheel spin round
Set the wheel spinning round
Striding Edge song written by Susanna Blamire 18thC. additional lyrics Mike Willoughby
credits
from Borrowdale Johnny,
released September 21, 2007
Song written by Susanna Blamire. 18thC Additional lyrics; Willoughby
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