Lord Randell

Words by John Lloyd, to the tune of Lord Randal - (Scots trad.)


Where have you been all day, Randell, my son,
Where have you been all day, my darling one,
Yorktown, dear mother, Yorktown, dear mother.
Oh, mother be quick cos' I want to be sick
And lay me down and die.

What did you learn all day, Randell, my son,
What did you learn all day, my currant bun,
Fortran, dear mother, Fortran, dear mother,
Oh, mother be quick cos' I want to be sick
And lay me down and die.

What did you do all day, Randell, my boy,
What did you do all day, my saveloy,
Write O.S., dear mother, O.S., dear mother,
Oh, mother be quick cos' I want to be sick
And lay me down and die.

What did you get for that, Randell, my son,
What did you get for that, my darling son,
Fame and fortune, dear mother, fortune dear mother,
Oh, mother be quick cos' I want to be sick
And lay me down and die.

What brought you home again, Randell, my son,
What brought you home again, my currant bun,
Ivory towers, ivory towers,
Oh, mother be quick, the States made me sick,
So I bade them all goodbye.


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Lord Randell , 6 June 1997