0:00:02 > 0:00:04GUITAR FOLK MUSIC
0:00:25 > 0:00:27# John Henry when he was a baby
0:00:28 > 0:00:31# Sitting down on his mammy's knee
0:00:32 > 0:00:36# Picked up a hammer in his little right hand
0:00:36 > 0:00:39# And said hammer's gonna be the death of me
0:00:39 > 0:00:42# Hammer'll be the death of me
0:00:43 > 0:00:46# Hammer'll be the death of me, Lord
0:00:46 > 0:00:49# Hammer'll be the death of me
0:00:50 > 0:00:53# Well, the captain he said to John Henry
0:00:53 > 0:00:57# I'm gonna bring that steam drill around
0:00:57 > 0:01:01# I'm gonna bring that steam drill out on this job
0:01:01 > 0:01:04# I'm gonna whup that steel on down
0:01:04 > 0:01:08# I'm gonna whup that steel on down. #
0:01:08 > 0:01:10INSTRUMENTAL
0:01:28 > 0:01:31I'm going to sing The San Francisco Bay Blues.
0:01:31 > 0:01:36This song was written by my friend Jesse Fuller, the Lone Cat.
0:01:36 > 0:01:40Jesse was a one-man band, that's why he called himself The Lone Cat.
0:01:40 > 0:01:43He worked on the railroad back in Georgia.
0:01:43 > 0:01:46Sang a lot of blues and railroad work songs.
0:01:46 > 0:01:51He wrote this song - San Francisco Bay Blues.
0:01:51 > 0:01:55# Got the blues from my baby left me by the San Francisco Bay
0:01:57 > 0:02:01# Ocean liner she gone so far away
0:02:03 > 0:02:06# Didn't mean to treat her so bad
0:02:06 > 0:02:09# The best girl I ever have had
0:02:09 > 0:02:10# She said goodbye
0:02:10 > 0:02:12# She like to make me cry
0:02:12 > 0:02:15# I want to lay down and die
0:02:15 > 0:02:19# Haven't got a nickel Ain't got a lousy dime
0:02:21 > 0:02:24# She don't come back I think I'm going to lose my mind
0:02:26 > 0:02:29# If she ever comes back to stay
0:02:29 > 0:02:32# Spend another brand-new day
0:02:32 > 0:02:37# Walking with my baby down by the San Francisco Bay
0:02:38 > 0:02:40INSTRUMENTAL
0:03:00 > 0:03:03# Live a while in another city
0:03:03 > 0:03:07# Just about to go insane
0:03:07 > 0:03:12# Sound like I heard my baby The way she used to call my name
0:03:12 > 0:03:14# If she ever comes back to stay
0:03:14 > 0:03:17# Spend another brand-new day
0:03:17 > 0:03:20# Walking with my baby
0:03:24 > 0:03:29# Talking with my baby
0:03:33 > 0:03:37# Riding, gliding, driving
0:03:37 > 0:03:43# Jiving, talking with my baby
0:03:43 > 0:03:47# Down by the San Fran...
0:03:53 > 0:04:02# Frisco Bay. #
0:04:16 > 0:04:18'The merry month of May.
0:04:18 > 0:04:23'To mark the start of the Festival of Britain, Mining Review with Coal Magazine
0:04:23 > 0:04:27'is sponsoring a contest to find our lesser-known miners' songs.'
0:04:27 > 0:04:30# As me and me marra was gannin' to wark
0:04:30 > 0:04:33# We met wi' the devil, it was in the dark
0:04:33 > 0:04:36# I up wi' me pick, it was in the neet
0:04:36 > 0:04:40# And knocked off his horns, likewise his club feet...! #
0:04:46 > 0:04:48Most miners, Geordies particularly,
0:04:48 > 0:04:51will know that song that Roland Robson is singing.
0:04:51 > 0:04:55Its name is The Collier's Rant and it's what we call a folk song.
0:04:55 > 0:04:59At one time, there were a lot of these songs in the coalfields.
0:04:59 > 0:05:02Few of them ever got written down and now many are dying out.
0:05:02 > 0:05:07Many miners still know them and are perhaps making them up.
0:05:08 > 0:05:13The kind of songs I have in mind are about a miner's work or his home life, his pastimes
0:05:13 > 0:05:17or about mine disasters or strikes or trade-union struggles.
0:05:17 > 0:05:22We want to collect them before they disappear, so we're having a competition.
0:05:22 > 0:05:26If you know any coalfield songs, please send them to me.
0:05:26 > 0:05:29My name is AL Lloyd.
0:05:29 > 0:05:32You'll find full particulars in the May issue of Coal magazine.
0:05:32 > 0:05:37We hope to bring you some of the best of these songs in future editions of Mining Review.
0:05:38 > 0:05:41# As me and me marra was loadin' the tram
0:05:41 > 0:05:44# The light it blew oot and me marra went wrang
0:05:44 > 0:05:47# How wad ye ha' laughed if you'd seen the fine gam -
0:05:47 > 0:05:51# Old Nick took me marra then I took the tram!
0:05:51 > 0:05:54# Follow the horses Johnny me laddie!
0:05:54 > 0:05:56# Follow them through me canny lad o
0:05:56 > 0:06:00# Follow the horses Johnny me laddie
0:06:00 > 0:06:03# Hey, lad, lie away, canny lad o. #
0:06:03 > 0:06:06# And 'twas in... #
0:06:07 > 0:06:08HE COUGHS
0:06:08 > 0:06:09Are you sure?
0:06:09 > 0:06:12- It's a funny time of day to sing. - It is, isn't it?
0:06:12 > 0:06:14Oh, my goodness, out comes the hip flask.
0:06:14 > 0:06:16SHE LAUGHS
0:06:16 > 0:06:19This will either make it better or worse!
0:06:19 > 0:06:20It's purely medicinal.
0:06:20 > 0:06:22SHE LAUGHS
0:06:25 > 0:06:26HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
0:06:26 > 0:06:27Right.
0:06:30 > 0:06:31TUNING FORK PINGS
0:06:31 > 0:06:34# And 'twas in...
0:06:35 > 0:06:39# 'Twas in the pleasant month of May
0:06:39 > 0:06:42# In the springtime of the year
0:06:42 > 0:06:45# And down by yonder meadow
0:06:45 > 0:06:48# There runs a river clear
0:06:48 > 0:06:51# See how the little fishes
0:06:51 > 0:06:55# How they do sport and play
0:06:55 > 0:07:00# Causing many a lad and many a lass to go there a-making hay
0:07:01 > 0:07:05# 'Twas in the pleasant month of May
0:07:05 > 0:07:08# In the springtime of the year
0:07:08 > 0:07:13# And down by yonder meadow there runs a river clear
0:07:13 > 0:07:17# See how the little fishes
0:07:17 > 0:07:20# How they do sport and play
0:07:20 > 0:07:26# Causing many a lad and many a lass to go there a-making hay
0:07:27 > 0:07:33# Then in comes the scytheman that meadow to mow down
0:07:33 > 0:07:38# With his old leather-ed bottle and the ale that runs so brown
0:07:38 > 0:07:45# There's many a stout and a labouring man comes there his skill to try
0:07:45 > 0:07:48# He works, he mows, he sweats and he blows
0:07:48 > 0:07:51# And the grass cuts very dry
0:07:51 > 0:07:57# Then in comes both Tom and Dick with their pitchforks and their rakes
0:07:57 > 0:08:03# And likewise black-eyed Susan the hay all for to make
0:08:03 > 0:08:06# There's a sweet, sweet, sweet and a jug, jug, jug
0:08:06 > 0:08:10# How the harmless birds did sing
0:08:10 > 0:08:16# From the morning till the evening as we were a-haymaking
0:08:16 > 0:08:22# It was just at one evening as the sun was a-going down
0:08:22 > 0:08:28# We saw the jolly piper come a-strolling through the town
0:08:28 > 0:08:32# There he pulled out his tapering pipes
0:08:32 > 0:08:35# And he made the valleys ring
0:08:35 > 0:08:41# So we all put down our rakes and forks and we left off haymaking
0:08:41 > 0:08:47# We call-ed for a dance and we tripp-ed it along
0:08:47 > 0:08:53# We danced all round the haycocks till the rising of the sun
0:08:53 > 0:08:57# When the sun did shine such a glorious light
0:08:57 > 0:09:00# And the harmless birds did sing
0:09:00 > 0:09:09# Each lad he took his lass in hand and went back to his haymaking. #
0:09:09 > 0:09:11THEY LAUGH
0:09:11 > 0:09:14It's a work song again.
0:09:14 > 0:09:16A gang of hard-working men.
0:09:17 > 0:09:22Actually must have been hammering spikes or something on the Rock Island Line.
0:09:25 > 0:09:29# Oh, the Rock Island Line it is a mighty good road
0:09:29 > 0:09:31# The Rock Island Line it is the road to ride
0:09:31 > 0:09:34# Oh, the Rock Island Line it is a mighty good road
0:09:34 > 0:09:37# Well, if you want to ride, you got to ride it like you find it
0:09:37 > 0:09:40# Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line... #
0:09:43 > 0:09:45You have to spit out the words.
0:09:47 > 0:09:52Don't be afraid. The person in front of you is facing in the other direction.
0:09:52 > 0:09:55If you want to ride, you got to ride it like you find it
0:09:55 > 0:09:58Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line.
0:09:58 > 0:10:00Want to try it? Try it.
0:10:00 > 0:10:03# If you want to ride, you got to ride it like you find it
0:10:03 > 0:10:06# Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line... #
0:10:06 > 0:10:07Try it again.
0:10:07 > 0:10:10# If you want to ride, you got to ride it like you find it
0:10:10 > 0:10:13# Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line
0:10:16 > 0:10:19# I may be right and I may be wrong
0:10:19 > 0:10:22# I know you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
0:10:22 > 0:10:25# The Rock Island Line it is a mighty good road
0:10:25 > 0:10:27# The Rock Island Line is the road to ride
0:10:27 > 0:10:30# The Rock Island Line it is a mighty good road
0:10:30 > 0:10:33# Well, if you want to ride, you got to ride it like you find it
0:10:33 > 0:10:36# Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line
0:10:36 > 0:10:38INSTRUMENTAL
0:10:59 > 0:11:01# A B C, W X Y Z
0:11:01 > 0:11:04# Cat's in the corner But he don't see me
0:11:04 > 0:11:07# Oh, the Rock Island Line it is a mighty good road
0:11:07 > 0:11:09# The Rock Island Line it is the road to ride
0:11:09 > 0:11:12# The Rock Island Line it is a mighty good road
0:11:12 > 0:11:15# Well, if you want to ride, you got to ride it like you find it
0:11:15 > 0:11:19# Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line
0:11:19 > 0:11:21INSTRUMENTAL
0:11:40 > 0:11:43# Jesus died to save our sin
0:11:43 > 0:11:45# Glory to God, we're gonna need Him again
0:11:45 > 0:11:48# Oh, the Rock Island Line it is a mighty good road
0:11:48 > 0:11:51# The Rock Island Line it is the road to ride
0:11:51 > 0:11:53# The Rock Island Line it is a mighty good road
0:11:53 > 0:11:56# Well, if you want to ride, you got to ride it like you find it
0:11:56 > 0:12:00# Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line. #
0:12:00 > 0:12:03APPLAUSE
0:12:07 > 0:12:10< So, tell me about this song.
0:12:10 > 0:12:15It's called Country Blues and it was originally a man's song.
0:12:15 > 0:12:19About a man who dissipates his whole life and ends up,
0:12:19 > 0:12:23"You'll be sorry when I'm dead," one of those.
0:12:23 > 0:12:26I changed it into a woman's song because it happened to women too.
0:12:26 > 0:12:30I changed just maybe one or two of the little words in it.
0:12:30 > 0:12:33Sex equality, you know.
0:12:33 > 0:12:35Country Blues.
0:12:36 > 0:12:38SHE PLAYS INTRO
0:12:45 > 0:12:48SHE HUMS MELODY
0:12:55 > 0:13:01# Now, come all you good, kind people
0:13:02 > 0:13:06# While I've got money to spend
0:13:06 > 0:13:10# Tomorrow may be Monday
0:13:11 > 0:13:14# And I'll neither have a dollar nor a friend
0:13:20 > 0:13:26# Now, when I had plenty of money, good people
0:13:26 > 0:13:30# My friends were all standing around
0:13:30 > 0:13:34# But as soon as my pocketbook is empty
0:13:35 > 0:13:39# Not a friend on earth could be found
0:13:44 > 0:13:49# My papa told me a-plenty, kind people
0:13:50 > 0:13:53# My mama told me more
0:13:53 > 0:13:58# Said, "Honey, if you don't quit your ramblin' ways
0:13:59 > 0:14:02# "Find trouble at your door."
0:14:05 > 0:14:10# Oh, if I had listened to my mama, good people
0:14:12 > 0:14:15# I would not have been here today
0:14:15 > 0:14:21# But drinking and rambling and gambling
0:14:21 > 0:14:24# At home I could not stay
0:14:43 > 0:14:49# All around this old jailhouse you see me, good people
0:14:49 > 0:14:52# 40 dollars won't pay my fine
0:14:52 > 0:14:56# Those men have ruined my body
0:14:58 > 0:15:01# Corn liquor has ruined my mind
0:15:04 > 0:15:09# Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow, kind people
0:15:10 > 0:15:14# Dig it deep in the cold, cold ground
0:15:14 > 0:15:18# Come gather around all you nice friends
0:15:19 > 0:15:22# See a poor honey go down
0:15:33 > 0:15:39# And when I'm dead and buried
0:15:40 > 0:15:43# My pale face turned to the sun
0:15:43 > 0:15:48# Will you stand around and mourn, little lover
0:15:48 > 0:15:52# And think of the harm you have done? #
0:15:57 > 0:16:00That's just one way of singing The Country Blues.
0:16:04 > 0:16:08# One morning when I went to work the sight was most exciting
0:16:08 > 0:16:11# I heard a noise and looked around and who do you think was fighting?
0:16:11 > 0:16:16# I stood amazed and at 'em gazed, to see 'em in such rages
0:16:16 > 0:16:20# For I never saw a row like that between the Brockwil Cages
0:16:24 > 0:16:28# Wor aud Cage says, "Come o'er the gates, because it's my intention
0:16:28 > 0:16:31# "To let thee see whether you or me is the best invention"
0:16:31 > 0:16:33# The new'un being raised, took off his clais
0:16:33 > 0:16:36# And at it they went dabbin'
0:16:36 > 0:16:40# The blood was running doon the skeets and past the weighman's cabin
0:16:44 > 0:16:48# The patent to wor aud Cage says, "Although I be a stranger
0:16:48 > 0:16:51# "I can work as well as thee and free the men from danger"
0:16:51 > 0:16:56# "For if the rope should break with me, aud skinny jaws, just watch us
0:16:56 > 0:17:00# "You'll see me clag onto the skeets, for I'm full of springs and catches"
0:17:04 > 0:17:07# The brakesman brought them both to bank, the mischief for to settle
0:17:07 > 0:17:11# They fought from five o'clock to six, and the patent won the battle
0:17:11 > 0:17:16# It took the brakesman half a shift to clag 'em up with plasters
0:17:16 > 0:17:21# Wor aud Cage sent his notice in, just to vex the maisters. #
0:17:24 > 0:17:28# Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird and it sings as it flies
0:17:28 > 0:17:32# It'll bring us glad tidings It'll tell us no lies
0:17:32 > 0:17:36# Sips the dew in the morning To keep its voice clear
0:17:36 > 0:17:40# And the clearer its singing, so the summer draws near
0:17:40 > 0:17:43# A-walking and a-talking and a-walking went she
0:17:43 > 0:17:47# For to meet her own true love beside yonder tree
0:17:47 > 0:17:51# For meeting is a pleasure, and parting a grief
0:17:51 > 0:17:55# And a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief
0:17:55 > 0:17:59# For a thief he will rob you of all that you have
0:17:59 > 0:18:02# But a false-hearted lover will lead you to your grave
0:18:02 > 0:18:07# And the grave it will rot you and turn you to dust
0:18:07 > 0:18:11# There's not one man in twenty that a woman can trust
0:18:11 > 0:18:15# For they'll tell you that they love you and they'll always be true
0:18:15 > 0:18:19# But the very next morning they'll bid you adieu
0:18:19 > 0:18:23# Oh, the heart's not a plaything and the heart's not a toy
0:18:23 > 0:18:28# If you want your heart broken, give it to a boy
0:18:28 > 0:18:32# Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, it sings as it flies
0:18:32 > 0:18:36# It'll bring us glad tidings, it'll tell us no lies
0:18:36 > 0:18:40# Sips the dew in the morning for to keep its voice clear
0:18:40 > 0:18:45# And the clearer its singing, so the summer draws near. #
0:18:47 > 0:18:52# In fair London town a young damsel did dwell
0:18:52 > 0:18:57# Her wit and her beauty none could her excel
0:18:57 > 0:19:00# Her wit and her beauty none could her excel
0:19:00 > 0:19:04# And her husband he was a bold drover
0:19:04 > 0:19:08# Fel-der-el-eer-a-lie-day
0:19:08 > 0:19:12# A groggy old tailor he liv-ed close by
0:19:12 > 0:19:17# And all on this fair damsel he cast a sly eye
0:19:17 > 0:19:21# Ten guineas I'll give if I can with you lay
0:19:21 > 0:19:25# For your husband he is a bold drover
0:19:25 > 0:19:28# Fel-der-el-eer-a-lie-day
0:19:28 > 0:19:33# The bargain was made and upstairs went straight'way
0:19:33 > 0:19:37# They hopped into bed, soon the moon it did play
0:19:37 > 0:19:40# They huddled, they cuddled, they both fell asleep
0:19:40 > 0:19:44# And they never once thought of the drover
0:19:44 > 0:19:48# Fel-der-el-eer-a-lie-day
0:19:48 > 0:19:52# In the middle of the night, the old drover came home
0:19:52 > 0:19:56# He knocked at the door with the palm of his hand
0:19:56 > 0:20:00# Oh, hide me, oh, hide me, old tailor he cried
0:20:00 > 0:20:03# For I heard the loud knock of the drover
0:20:03 > 0:20:06# Fel-der-el-eer-a-lie-day
0:20:08 > 0:20:12# There's a rustic old cupboard hangs over the door
0:20:12 > 0:20:16# Where you can get in so snug and secure
0:20:16 > 0:20:19# I will go down and I'll undo the door
0:20:19 > 0:20:23# And I'll let in my husband the drover
0:20:23 > 0:20:27# Fel-der-el-eer-a-lie-day
0:20:27 > 0:20:31# She undone the door and her husband walked in
0:20:31 > 0:20:35# With a kiss and a conference she welcomed him in
0:20:35 > 0:20:38# Your kiss and your conference I don't give a pin
0:20:38 > 0:20:42# I will strike up a light said the drover
0:20:42 > 0:20:46# Fel-der-el-eer-a-lie-day
0:20:46 > 0:20:50# Oh, husband, dear husband, there's no fire stuff
0:20:50 > 0:20:54# If you come to bed, you'll be quite warm enough
0:20:54 > 0:20:58# That rustic old cupboard hangs over the door
0:20:58 > 0:21:01# And this night I will burn said the drover
0:21:01 > 0:21:04# Fel-der-el-eer-a-lie-day
0:21:05 > 0:21:09# He knocked this old cupboard went down on the floor
0:21:09 > 0:21:13# He kicked it, he knocked it well all o'er and o'er
0:21:13 > 0:21:17# Heels over lugs and right out of the door
0:21:17 > 0:21:21# And away run the groggy old tailor
0:21:21 > 0:21:24# Fel-der-el-eer-a-lie-day. #
0:21:24 > 0:21:27OK. English gypsy song...
0:21:29 > 0:21:34originally from Levi Smith, who's from the Kent area.
0:21:35 > 0:21:36Georgie.
0:21:38 > 0:21:43# Once I had such a good little boy
0:21:43 > 0:21:47# A pretty boy quick as any
0:21:48 > 0:21:52# He would run five miles in one half an hour
0:21:52 > 0:21:55# A letter to pardon my Georgie
0:21:55 > 0:22:00# For what has Georgie done on Shooter's Hill?
0:22:00 > 0:22:05# Was it stealing or murder of any?
0:22:05 > 0:22:09# Oh, he stole sixteen of the Lord Judge's deer
0:22:09 > 0:22:13# And we sold them down under the valley
0:22:13 > 0:22:18# Oh, saddle 'em up cries my lily-white breast
0:22:18 > 0:22:22# Oh, saddle me up cries my pony
0:22:22 > 0:22:27# With bright guns in his hand and a sword at his side
0:22:27 > 0:22:31# Would you spare me the life of my Georgie?
0:22:31 > 0:22:36# And Georgie's the father that six babes love
0:22:36 > 0:22:41# There's a seventh one into my body
0:22:41 > 0:22:45# But it's willing to part with all I have got
0:22:45 > 0:22:49# If you'll spare me the life of my Georgie
0:22:49 > 0:22:54# And George shall be hanged in the frames of gold
0:22:55 > 0:22:59# For the frames of gold you won't find many
0:22:59 > 0:23:03# But it's willing to part with all I have got
0:23:03 > 0:23:08# If you'll spare me the life of my Georgie
0:23:08 > 0:23:12# For what has Georgie done on Shooter's Hill?
0:23:12 > 0:23:17# Was it stealing or murder of any?
0:23:17 > 0:23:21# Oh, he stole sixteen of the Lord Judge's deer
0:23:21 > 0:23:24# And we sold them down under the valley
0:23:25 > 0:23:30# Wish you was stalled all in the grove
0:23:30 > 0:23:34# All in the grove standing ready
0:23:34 > 0:23:39# With bright guns in your hand and a sword at your side
0:23:39 > 0:23:43# I'd fight you for the life of my Georgie
0:23:44 > 0:23:49# Once I had such a good little boy
0:23:49 > 0:23:53# A pretty boy quick as any
0:23:53 > 0:23:58# He would run five miles in one half an hour
0:23:58 > 0:24:01# A letter to pardon my Georgie. #
0:24:01 > 0:24:04INSTRUMENTAL
0:24:35 > 0:24:39We've had complaints that we haven't shown you Robin Hall and Jimmie MacGregor.
0:24:39 > 0:24:41We now rectify the error.
0:24:41 > 0:24:44HE PLAYS INTRO ON GUITAR
0:24:45 > 0:24:49# Oh, me name is Mick Macguire and I'll quickly tell to you
0:24:49 > 0:24:53# Of a girl that I admired for her Katy Donahue
0:24:53 > 0:24:56# She was fair and fat and forty and believe me when I say
0:24:56 > 0:25:00# That whenever I come in at the door you can hear her mammy say
0:25:00 > 0:25:04# Johnny, get up from the fire, get up and give your man a seat
0:25:04 > 0:25:07# Can't you see it's Mick Macguire and he's courting your sister Kate?
0:25:07 > 0:25:11# Sure, you know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of the town
0:25:11 > 0:25:16# Arragh, get out of that, you impudent brat and let Mr Macguire sit down
0:25:16 > 0:25:19# Now the first time that I met her was at the dance at Tarmagee
0:25:19 > 0:25:23# And I very kindly asked her would she dance a step with me
0:25:23 > 0:25:26# Then I asked if I could see her home, if she'd be going me way
0:25:26 > 0:25:31# And whenever I come in at the door you could hear her auld one say
0:25:31 > 0:25:33# Johnny, get up from the fire, get up and give your man a seat
0:25:33 > 0:25:37# Can't you see it's Mick Macguire and he's courting your sister Kate?
0:25:37 > 0:25:41# Sure, you know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of the town
0:25:41 > 0:25:45# Arragh, get out of that, you impudent brat and let Mr Macguire sit down
0:25:46 > 0:25:50# Oh, but now that we are married, sure her mammy's changed her mind
0:25:50 > 0:25:53# Because I spent the legacy her father left behind
0:25:53 > 0:25:57# Now she hasn't got the decency to give me time of day
0:25:57 > 0:26:01# And whenever I come in at the door you can hear the auld one say
0:26:01 > 0:26:04# Johnny, come up to the fire, come up, you're sitting in a draft
0:26:04 > 0:26:08# Can't you see it's auld Macguire? Ah, he nearly drives me daft
0:26:08 > 0:26:12# Sure, I don't know what gets in him, he's always on the tear
0:26:12 > 0:26:15# Arragh, just sit where you are and never you dare give auld Macguire the chair
0:26:15 > 0:26:19# Diddle e dowdle-owdle-owdle Diddle e dowdle-owdle-do
0:26:19 > 0:26:23# Diddle e dowdle-owdle-owdle Diddle e dowdle-owdle-do
0:26:23 > 0:26:27# Sure, I don't know what gets in him, he's always on the tear
0:26:27 > 0:26:33# Arragh, just sit where you are and never you dare give auld Macguire the chair. #
0:26:34 > 0:26:39- And now it's time to introduce the- King- of- Skiffle- himself - - Lonnie- Donegan!
0:26:39 > 0:26:43# When you play the game of life, you've got trouble, you've got strife
0:26:43 > 0:26:46# Jack of diamonds is a hard card to find
0:26:46 > 0:26:50# Life is like a game of cards but it's very, very hard
0:26:50 > 0:26:53# Jack of diamonds is a hard card to find
0:26:54 > 0:26:57# Jack of diamonds Jack of diamonds
0:26:57 > 0:27:00# Diamonds is a hard card to find
0:27:01 > 0:27:04# Jack of diamonds Jack of diamonds
0:27:04 > 0:27:07# Diamonds is a hard card to find
0:27:07 > 0:27:10# Met a girl and lost my heart lack of money made us part
0:27:10 > 0:27:13# Jack of diamonds is a hard card to find
0:27:13 > 0:27:17# She said life is just a bet but I've never won it yet
0:27:17 > 0:27:20# Jack of diamonds is a hard card to find. #
0:27:22 > 0:27:24PIANO STRINGS CLANG
0:27:41 > 0:27:43CACOPHONY OF PIANO STRINGS
0:27:49 > 0:27:52Laurie, come along!
0:27:55 > 0:27:59'Civilised man has always craved some sweet-sounding instrument
0:27:59 > 0:28:02'so that might make music and be glad.'
0:28:02 > 0:28:05SPANISH GUITAR MUSIC
0:28:12 > 0:28:17'Today his fancy turns to something he can hang easily around his neck.'
0:28:17 > 0:28:20SPANISH GUITAR MUSIC CONTINUES
0:28:39 > 0:28:40MUSIC OBSCURES AUDIO
0:28:48 > 0:28:54'Today, let us have things portable, replaceable, fragile,
0:28:54 > 0:28:56'and if possible, not too quiet.'
0:28:56 > 0:28:59# You ain't nothin' but a hound dog
0:28:59 > 0:29:01# Cryin' all the time
0:29:02 > 0:29:05# You ain't nothin' but a hound dog
0:29:05 > 0:29:07# Cryin' all the time
0:29:07 > 0:29:12# Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit and you ain't no friend of mine
0:29:13 > 0:29:15# Well, they said you was high-class
0:29:15 > 0:29:18# Well, that was just a lie
0:29:18 > 0:29:21# Yeah, they said you was high-class
0:29:21 > 0:29:23# Well, that was just a lie
0:29:23 > 0:29:29# Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit and you ain't no friend of mine
0:29:29 > 0:29:31# You ain't nothin' but a hound dog
0:29:31 > 0:29:34# Cryin' all the time... #
0:29:34 > 0:29:37'If he can do it, I can do it too.'
0:29:37 > 0:29:41HE SINGS ALONG AND PLAYS BADLY
0:30:02 > 0:30:06'It is, of course, by no means essential to be a hound dog.'
0:30:06 > 0:30:08SPANISH GUITAR MUSIC
0:30:24 > 0:30:27That's fine. It's just a question of position.
0:30:27 > 0:30:31- You have a rather common habit of leaning too much to the left.- Yes.
0:30:31 > 0:30:33You've probably seen a lot of people playing like this.
0:30:35 > 0:30:39You see? What is important here, for everybody,
0:30:39 > 0:30:44is the question of the distribution of power around the guitar.
0:30:44 > 0:30:47Not just the correctness for its own sake.
0:30:47 > 0:30:49HE PLAYS GENTLY
0:30:57 > 0:31:00'The teacher, Mr Williams, is a dedicated man.
0:31:00 > 0:31:02'His method is strict. He stands no nonsense.'
0:31:04 > 0:31:08Yes, that's very good. Don't hurry from one phrase to another.
0:31:08 > 0:31:09You see, you did this.
0:31:09 > 0:31:11HE IMITATES PUPIL
0:31:14 > 0:31:17You see? Too quickly. A little more relaxed.
0:31:17 > 0:31:18HE PLAYS MORE SLOWLY
0:31:22 > 0:31:24You see? Just take it easy.
0:31:24 > 0:31:26Let's see what Mr Russell does with that.
0:31:34 > 0:31:37HE PLAYS BADLY
0:31:41 > 0:31:44Now, just a moment, Mr Russell.
0:31:44 > 0:31:46But it's far too fast.
0:31:46 > 0:31:49You must keep down to your technical level.
0:31:49 > 0:31:54In any event, from a musical point of view it's absolutely criminal.
0:31:58 > 0:32:01'Mr Skinner, too, is dedicated.
0:32:01 > 0:32:03'An old banjo man, Mr Skinner,
0:32:03 > 0:32:06'who knew what it was to play with Troise and his Mandoliers.
0:32:06 > 0:32:10'Now he teaches in schools... and other institutions.'
0:32:10 > 0:32:12GATE SLAMS
0:32:13 > 0:32:14KEY TURNS IN LOCK
0:32:15 > 0:32:18Once more. After 1, 2, 3, 4, 1.
0:32:18 > 0:32:191, 2...
0:32:19 > 0:32:23MANY GUITARISTS PLAY "Tom Dooley"
0:32:49 > 0:32:52'Mr Skinner also takes an evening class for the London County Council.
0:32:52 > 0:32:56'The guitar takes its place beside commercial art and dressmaking.'
0:32:56 > 0:33:00THEY PLAY: When The Saints Go Marching In
0:33:27 > 0:33:32It's lifeless. I mean, just fancy a good tune like that. You know.
0:33:32 > 0:33:37Fancy you're on the march. Left, right, left, right.
0:33:37 > 0:33:41You've just filled yourself up with ginger pop. You're off for another 10 mile stretch.
0:33:41 > 0:33:44That's how you want to play it. As though you meant it.
0:33:44 > 0:33:49Like an army band, a guards' band. Think if that was coming out on the trombone.
0:33:49 > 0:33:51HE IMITATES A TROMBONE
0:33:53 > 0:33:54Now that's what we want to get here.
0:33:54 > 0:33:57Just once more. After 1, 2, 3, 4, 1.
0:33:57 > 0:33:59THEY PLAY
0:33:59 > 0:34:01Come on, let's hear you!
0:34:17 > 0:34:20'Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar.
0:34:20 > 0:34:24'The maiden's prayer. The songs that Auntie played are ghostly now.
0:34:24 > 0:34:27'Today youth finds its own particular magic.'
0:34:27 > 0:34:29GUITARIST PLAYS: Cry Me A River
0:36:02 > 0:36:05'A summer's day. An English park.'
0:36:05 > 0:36:09# C'est une chanson
0:36:09 > 0:36:12# Qui nous ressemble
0:36:12 > 0:36:15# Toi qui m'aimais
0:36:15 > 0:36:19# Et je t'aimais
0:36:19 > 0:36:23# La-la-la-la... #
0:36:23 > 0:36:26'This is Miss Dundas, A great-grand-daughter of Lord Napier,
0:36:26 > 0:36:29'educated at Cheltenham Ladies' College.'
0:36:32 > 0:36:34# Mais la vie c'est pas
0:36:35 > 0:36:38# Ceux qui s'aiment
0:36:38 > 0:36:40# Tout doucement
0:36:40 > 0:36:45# Sans faire de bruit
0:36:46 > 0:36:54# Et la mer efface sur le sable
0:36:54 > 0:37:06# Les pas des amants desunis. #
0:37:13 > 0:37:17'Some like it hot. And some prefer a martial sound.
0:37:17 > 0:37:20'But where are the recorders? Where the battered cornets?
0:37:20 > 0:37:24'Where the concertinas? Where are the tambourines of yesteryear?'
0:37:25 > 0:37:32# Never fades the name of Jesus
0:37:32 > 0:37:37# Nor is dimmed by passing time
0:37:37 > 0:37:43# Jesus' name is everlasting
0:37:43 > 0:37:49# For its meaning is sublime
0:37:49 > 0:37:55# Jesus' name brings joy and gladness
0:37:55 > 0:38:01# Daily sending forth new life
0:38:01 > 0:38:07# In His name there's power to gather
0:38:07 > 0:38:13# Souls of men from ways of strife
0:38:13 > 0:38:18# How I love the name of Jesus!
0:38:18 > 0:38:25# He has set my heart aflame
0:38:25 > 0:38:30# I have found a great salvation
0:38:30 > 0:38:36# Through the merits of His name. #
0:38:37 > 0:38:39GUITAR CHORDS
0:38:42 > 0:38:46'For the most part, of course, the guitar in England is a secular instrument.
0:38:46 > 0:38:53'And it should be noted that the Englishman takes his guitar very seriously indeed.'
0:38:53 > 0:38:54GUITAR TUNES UP
0:38:54 > 0:38:56Give me a chord of G. Just G.
0:38:56 > 0:38:58HE PLAYS G CHORD
0:38:58 > 0:39:00GUITAR TUNES UP
0:39:08 > 0:39:09Oh.
0:39:10 > 0:39:11Beg your pardon.
0:39:15 > 0:39:17Nine.
0:39:17 > 0:39:18- Nine?- Yeah, nine.
0:39:19 > 0:39:21How many others you doing?
0:39:23 > 0:39:27'The classical approach. From beat music to concert platform.'
0:39:32 > 0:39:34TUNES UP
0:39:40 > 0:39:44'A rock 'n' roll guitarist can be turned out in 12 hours flat.
0:39:44 > 0:39:49'The classical player must devote at least 12 solid years to patient study.
0:39:49 > 0:39:52'You pays your money and you takes your pick.'
0:39:54 > 0:39:56ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC
0:40:10 > 0:40:12HE PLAYS A SOLO
0:40:26 > 0:40:28MUSIC CONTINUES
0:40:32 > 0:40:33CHEERING
0:40:43 > 0:40:45< Hello, Mum!
0:40:54 > 0:40:57HE PLAYS CLASSICAL MUSIC
0:42:05 > 0:42:11'And so, sweet or hot, Spanish style or skiffle,
0:42:11 > 0:42:14'the voice of the guitar is loud in the land.'
0:42:34 > 0:42:37HARMONICA PLAYS
0:43:08 > 0:43:12# Tom Joad got loose from McAlester Pen
0:43:12 > 0:43:15# It's there that he got parole
0:43:15 > 0:43:19# After four long years on a man-killing charge
0:43:19 > 0:43:22# Tom Joad came walking down the road
0:43:23 > 0:43:27# Tom Joad he met a truck-driving man
0:43:27 > 0:43:30# It's there that he got him a ride
0:43:30 > 0:43:34# He says, "I just got loose from McAlester Pen
0:43:34 > 0:43:38# "On a charge called homicide."
0:43:39 > 0:43:43# Well that truck drove away in a cloud of dust
0:43:43 > 0:43:47# And Tom turned his face towards home
0:43:47 > 0:43:50# And he met Preacher Casey and they had a little drink
0:43:50 > 0:43:54# But they found that his family they were gone
0:43:56 > 0:43:59# Oh, they found his mother's old-fashioned shoe
0:43:59 > 0:44:02# Found his daddy's hat
0:44:02 > 0:44:06# And they found little Muley and Muley says,
0:44:06 > 0:44:09# "They've been tractored out by the cats."
0:44:11 > 0:44:15# Tom Joad walked down to his neighbour's farm
0:44:15 > 0:44:18# He found his family
0:44:18 > 0:44:22# And they took Preacher Casey and they loaded in a car
0:44:22 > 0:44:25# And his mother says, "We've got to get away."
0:44:26 > 0:44:30# Well, the twelve of the Joads made a mighty heavy load
0:44:30 > 0:44:33# But Grandfather Joad did cry
0:44:33 > 0:44:37# And he picked up a handful of land in his hand
0:44:37 > 0:44:41# Said, "I'm stayin' with the farm till I die."
0:44:41 > 0:44:45# They fed him short ribs and coffee and soothing syrup
0:44:45 > 0:44:49# But Grandfather Joad did die
0:44:49 > 0:44:53# They buried Grandfather Joad by the side of the road
0:44:53 > 0:44:56# And Grandma on the California side
0:44:57 > 0:45:01# Oh, they stood on a mountain and they looked to the West
0:45:01 > 0:45:04# And it looked like the promised land
0:45:04 > 0:45:08# That bright green valley with a river running through
0:45:08 > 0:45:12# There was work for every single hand, they thought
0:45:12 > 0:45:15# There was work for every single hand
0:45:17 > 0:45:19HE PLAYS THE HARMONICA
0:45:36 > 0:45:40# Well, the Joads drove away to a jungle camp
0:45:40 > 0:45:43# It's there that they cooked up a stew
0:45:43 > 0:45:47# And the hungry little kids from the jungle camp said,
0:45:47 > 0:45:50# "We'd like to have some too."
0:45:50 > 0:45:54# The Deputy Sheriff fired loose at a man
0:45:54 > 0:45:57# He shot a woman in the back
0:45:57 > 0:46:01# Before he could take his aim again
0:46:01 > 0:46:04# Preacher Casey dropped him in his tracks
0:46:05 > 0:46:09# They handcuffed Casey and they took him to jail
0:46:09 > 0:46:13# But then he got away
0:46:13 > 0:46:16# And he met Tom Joad by the old river bridge
0:46:16 > 0:46:20# And these few words he did say -
0:46:21 > 0:46:25# "I have preached for the Lord a very long time
0:46:25 > 0:46:28# "I've preached about the rich and the poor
0:46:28 > 0:46:31# "Us workin' folks had better get together
0:46:31 > 0:46:35# "For we haven't got a chance any more."
0:46:36 > 0:46:40# Well, the Deputies came and Tom and Casey ran
0:46:40 > 0:46:43# To the bridge where the river ran down
0:46:43 > 0:46:47# But the vigilante thugs hit Casey with a club
0:46:47 > 0:46:50# They laid Preacher Casey on the ground
0:46:51 > 0:46:55# Tom Joad he grabbed that Deputy's club
0:46:55 > 0:46:58# And he hit him over the head
0:46:58 > 0:47:02# Tom Joad took flight in the dark rainy night
0:47:02 > 0:47:05# A Deputy and a Preacher lying dead
0:47:06 > 0:47:10# Well, Tom ran back where his mother was asleep
0:47:10 > 0:47:13# He woke her up out of bed
0:47:13 > 0:47:17# And he says goodbye to the mother that he loved
0:47:17 > 0:47:21# He said what Preacher Casey said -
0:47:22 > 0:47:26# "Everybody might be just one big soul
0:47:26 > 0:47:29# "It looks that way to me
0:47:29 > 0:47:33# "Wherever you look in the day or night
0:47:33 > 0:47:37# "That's where I'm going to be
0:47:37 > 0:47:42# "Wherever little children are hungry and cry
0:47:42 > 0:47:45# "Wherever people aren't free
0:47:45 > 0:47:49# "Wherever folks are fighting for their rights
0:47:49 > 0:47:52# "That's where I'm going to be." #
0:47:53 > 0:47:55HE PLAYS THE HARMONICA
0:48:15 > 0:48:18ONE PERSON APPLAUDS
0:48:18 > 0:48:21Miles away, but had something, maybe.
0:48:21 > 0:48:26The Tonight cameras have been roving the country in search of new material.
0:48:26 > 0:48:29One of the places we found this was Newquay in Cornwall.
0:48:29 > 0:48:34Some of the people who live there are unpopular with their neighbours,
0:48:34 > 0:48:36and don't think much of the place themselves.
0:48:36 > 0:48:39Listen to this and you'll see what I mean.
0:48:39 > 0:48:41GUITAR INTRO
0:48:45 > 0:48:48# Come you ladies and you gentlemen, listen to my song
0:48:48 > 0:48:50# Sing it to you right but you may think it's wrong
0:48:50 > 0:48:53# Want to hear more then listen to me
0:48:53 > 0:48:55# It's all about the troubles in old Newquay
0:48:55 > 0:48:59# Because it's hard times in Newquay if you've got long hair
0:49:01 > 0:49:03# Well, you move in to old Newquay
0:49:03 > 0:49:06# Then you pitch your tent down by the sea
0:49:06 > 0:49:08# Along come the law and they move you away
0:49:08 > 0:49:10# Say the urban district council don't want you to stay
0:49:10 > 0:49:15# Cos it's hard times in Newquay if you've got long hair
0:49:16 > 0:49:19# Well, you smarten up and you put on some shoes
0:49:19 > 0:49:21# Try to get a job to drive away the blues
0:49:21 > 0:49:23# But everywhere you go they stand and stare
0:49:23 > 0:49:25# Can't employ you cos you've got long hair
0:49:25 > 0:49:30# Well, it's hard times in Newquay if you've got long hair
0:49:35 > 0:49:38# Well, if you take a little drink it ain't no sin
0:49:38 > 0:49:40# But there ain't a pub in Newquay that will let me in
0:49:40 > 0:49:42# I searched the campus for a place to eat
0:49:42 > 0:49:45# But we can't serve you cos you're a Beat
0:49:45 > 0:49:49# Well it's hard times in Newquay if you've got long hair. #
0:49:55 > 0:50:00Yes, hard times in Newquay it seems for the few remaining beatniks
0:50:00 > 0:50:03still holding out in this Cornish stronghold
0:50:03 > 0:50:07against a very determined urban district council,
0:50:07 > 0:50:12which has taken some unusual steps to drive out its long-haired visitors.
0:50:12 > 0:50:18'At the height of the season there were 40 or 50 beatniks here in this north Cornish resort.
0:50:18 > 0:50:24'Say to one to every one thousand of Newquay's swollen summer population.
0:50:24 > 0:50:30'But even this small figure was far too many for the short-haired burghers of Newquay.
0:50:30 > 0:50:35'The council wrote official letters to all the shopkeepers, cafes and bars,
0:50:35 > 0:50:39'urging that they refuse to serve beatniks.
0:50:39 > 0:50:42'And at the same time wrote to the hotels association
0:50:42 > 0:50:47'suggesting that beatniks be given no employment, not even as washer-uppers.'
0:50:47 > 0:50:50Why is your council giving these beatniks such a hard time?
0:50:51 > 0:50:56The trouble started last summer when the first invasion of these types came along.
0:50:56 > 0:51:00Perhaps one didn't so much object to their eccentricities of dress,
0:51:00 > 0:51:01or even long hair.
0:51:01 > 0:51:05But when it came to just forgetting to wash
0:51:05 > 0:51:08and becoming gradually dirtier and dirtier,
0:51:08 > 0:51:11eventually becoming filthy and finally stinking,
0:51:11 > 0:51:13it was more than we could stand.
0:51:13 > 0:51:17How many complaints have you had from tourists about beatniks?
0:51:17 > 0:51:19Quite frankly, not a great number.
0:51:19 > 0:51:21Quite a small number, I would say.
0:51:21 > 0:51:24So it is mainly the shopkeepers who are complaining?
0:51:24 > 0:51:29It is the people who run this town, who live in this town, who work in this town
0:51:29 > 0:51:32and whose livelihood entirely is bound up with the tourist industry.
0:51:32 > 0:51:35Among your other duties, you're the Council Treasurer.
0:51:35 > 0:51:40What has Newquay lost or suffered by the arrival of these beatniks?
0:51:40 > 0:51:41I'd say nothing, at the moment.
0:51:41 > 0:51:47But our fear is that if we become noted as a beatnik resort, we shall suffer seriously in the future.
0:51:47 > 0:51:51This conspiracy of shopkeepers, cafe proprietors and inn-keepers
0:51:51 > 0:51:55to boycott a certain group of people, certain members of the public,
0:51:55 > 0:51:59do you think this could stand any close legal examination?
0:52:01 > 0:52:04Difficult to say. Probably not.
0:52:04 > 0:52:08But it's wrong to assume because something's on sale in a shop window
0:52:08 > 0:52:11you're bound to sell it to the person who comes in.
0:52:11 > 0:52:13HE PLAYS GUITAR INTRO
0:52:15 > 0:52:19# One old councillor in this town
0:52:19 > 0:52:23# Keeps on telling them stories about me
0:52:24 > 0:52:28# I wish to the Lord that councillor would die
0:52:28 > 0:52:31# Keeps on telling them stories about me
0:52:32 > 0:52:37# Oh babe, it ain't so
0:52:37 > 0:52:40# Oh babe, it ain't so
0:52:41 > 0:52:45# Oh honey, I thought you'd know
0:52:45 > 0:52:48# Just that I'm having to live mighty low. #
0:52:51 > 0:52:55What action do you take when any of these beatniks come into your pub here?
0:52:55 > 0:52:59I look them over and if I think they're very dirty, I ask them to leave.
0:52:59 > 0:53:01Do you have to do that very often?
0:53:01 > 0:53:05I've done it a couple of dozen times since I've been here, I suppose.
0:53:05 > 0:53:08It's just the dirtiness. You don't object to the length of their hair?
0:53:08 > 0:53:11No. A man's got a right to grow his hair to any length, or his beard.
0:53:11 > 0:53:15But I think he owes it to society to keep himself clean.
0:53:15 > 0:53:20We heard that some of them had been employed in some of the hotels,
0:53:20 > 0:53:22in the kitchens, washing up.
0:53:22 > 0:53:25A job which is very difficult to obtain labour for.
0:53:25 > 0:53:31People often ask me personally if we've got any in our kitchen
0:53:31 > 0:53:34doing any washing up or coming in contact with any food.
0:53:34 > 0:53:37And if so, they would have left immediately.
0:53:37 > 0:53:40If they're not working in hotels and are just wandering the streets,
0:53:40 > 0:53:42- they still offend you? - Oh, definitely.
0:53:42 > 0:53:48- Why?- Because they're so... It's their dirty appearance.
0:53:48 > 0:53:54It's absolutely against the general normal appearance of Newquay,
0:53:54 > 0:53:57which is quite a clean resort.
0:53:57 > 0:54:01To have these filthy things walking about the streets is most objectionable.
0:54:09 > 0:54:11- What is your name?- Sue.
0:54:11 > 0:54:15- Sue.- Paddy.- Paddy.- Eric.- Eric.
0:54:16 > 0:54:20I see. Eric, one of the complaints the council make against beatniks
0:54:20 > 0:54:23is that you don't wash, that you're rather dirty.
0:54:24 > 0:54:26Is this a valid complaint?
0:54:26 > 0:54:28- No, I don't think so. - It isn't?- No.
0:54:28 > 0:54:30How about yourself? Do you wash very much yourself?
0:54:30 > 0:54:32Fairly frequently, yes.
0:54:32 > 0:54:36- How often? - Once every 2 days at least.
0:54:36 > 0:54:39Do you? Your friends tell me they can't remember when you washed.
0:54:39 > 0:54:41That's just they don't see me.
0:54:41 > 0:54:45We can't even wash our hands. The first two days we couldn't find a place to wash our hands.
0:54:45 > 0:54:48The tap's about 300 yards up a hill.
0:54:48 > 0:54:51The people don't like us going and getting water from there.
0:54:51 > 0:54:54We have to wash in the Gannel, which isn't very pleasant.
0:54:54 > 0:54:56- That's the river?- Mm.
0:54:56 > 0:54:59What is your attitude to the other holidaymakers here?
0:55:00 > 0:55:02I think they're all a bit silly.
0:55:02 > 0:55:06They walk about with these terrible-looking clothes, like long polythene macs
0:55:06 > 0:55:11and terrible, funny old straw hats and shorts and plimsolls.
0:55:11 > 0:55:13They look at us and they scream out with laughter.
0:55:13 > 0:55:17We don't go along the road screaming with laughter at them.
0:55:17 > 0:55:22It makes us ever so cross. They swear and shout things.
0:55:22 > 0:55:27It gets on your nerves in the end, because, well, you know...
0:55:27 > 0:55:29Do you think it's a good life being a beatnik?
0:55:29 > 0:55:33- Yes, it's an excellent life. - Why, what makes you say that?
0:55:33 > 0:55:36Well, you have the freedom. A certain amount of freedom.
0:55:36 > 0:55:38You can do what you like. I can leave here tonight.
0:55:38 > 0:55:41I can travel to Penzance, Land's End or anywhere I like.
0:55:41 > 0:55:44I'm told you've got to leave here tonight.
0:55:44 > 0:55:48Only this part. They can't make us leave the town completely.
0:55:48 > 0:55:53The milder thing to be said about beatniks is that you are exhibitionists.
0:55:53 > 0:55:54That's what people think.
0:55:54 > 0:55:58They come up to you and say, "Look, you're going around in mobs."
0:55:58 > 0:56:02I say to them, "You're going around in mobs. Yours is a bigger mob."
0:56:02 > 0:56:05- They think we're doing it to be noticed.- Aren't you?- No.
0:56:05 > 0:56:07What are you doing it for?
0:56:07 > 0:56:09All I'm doing is doing what I want to do.
0:56:09 > 0:56:12I'm only interested in playing the guitar and travelling.
0:56:12 > 0:56:16If I like growing long hair, I enjoy it. It's easy.
0:56:16 > 0:56:18You don't have to shave.
0:56:18 > 0:56:22I enjoy doing it. All my clothes I make or people give me.
0:56:22 > 0:56:25I can live very cheaply on the money I earn by playing.
0:56:25 > 0:56:30How has this organised disapproval of beatniks affected you?
0:56:30 > 0:56:34It hasn't affected me. Well, it has, but not very much.
0:56:34 > 0:56:36I'm still here, as you can see,
0:56:36 > 0:56:40because I can make a living by playing at barbecues, etc.
0:56:40 > 0:56:45It's affected me as far as going to shops. I can't get a drink.
0:56:45 > 0:56:48To get a drink I have to hitch-hike 20 miles out of town.
0:56:48 > 0:56:53I went round every pub in town on Saturday and didn't get one drink.
0:56:53 > 0:56:58I can't get a cup of tea anywhere because I'm supposedly a beatnik.
0:56:58 > 0:57:03Well, there we leave Sue, Paddy and Eric,
0:57:03 > 0:57:06who are apparently ever so cross down in Newquay in Cornwall.
0:57:06 > 0:57:08HE PLAYS THE HARMONICA
0:57:13 > 0:57:17# Oh, my name it ain't nothin'
0:57:17 > 0:57:19# My age it means less
0:57:20 > 0:57:23# The country I come from
0:57:23 > 0:57:26# Is called the Midwest
0:57:27 > 0:57:31# I was taught and brought up there
0:57:31 > 0:57:33# The laws to abide
0:57:34 > 0:57:38# And that the land that I live in
0:57:38 > 0:57:40# Has God on its side
0:57:40 > 0:57:43HE PLAYS THE HARMONICA
0:57:48 > 0:57:52# Oh, the history books tell it
0:57:52 > 0:57:54# They tell it so well
0:57:55 > 0:57:59# The cavalries charged
0:57:59 > 0:58:01# The Indians fell
0:58:03 > 0:58:06# The cavalries charged
0:58:06 > 0:58:09# The Indians died
0:58:09 > 0:58:13# Oh, the country was young
0:58:13 > 0:58:16# With God on its side
0:58:16 > 0:58:18HE PLAYS THE HARMONICA
0:58:26 > 0:58:33# The Spanish-American War's had its day
0:58:33 > 0:58:39# And the Civil War too was soon laid away
0:58:40 > 0:58:44# And the names of the heroes
0:58:44 > 0:58:47# I was made to memorize
0:58:47 > 0:58:51# With guns in their hands
0:58:51 > 0:58:54# And God on their side. #
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