Rolf Harris :: English Country Garden (with lyrics)

Rolf Harris and English Country Garden is a superb song to put images to ... like all the flowers ... all the rum gardens ... all the insects ... and 'specially the last bit about the common market ... it is a song that really depicts the times that it was recorded in ... the seventies ... with its three day weeks ... electricity rotas ... stopping unions striking ... and sending our country up the swaneey ... where we totally are now. Oh yeh, I forgot ... also the laying of of labour ... some of it was for the better but I feel the majority was a load of old cobblers ... Now for the lyrics ENGLISH COUNTRY GARDEN Country Gardens is an English folk tune collected by Cecil Sharp and arranged for piano in 1918 by Percy Grainger. The tune was used in 1728 in The Quaker's Opera and for the song The Vicar of Bray.( but this might be a load of old bullocks) Also recorded by: Nana Mouskouri; Bill Garden Orchestra; Brother Jack McDuff Big Band. As recorded by ROLF HARRIS (Traditional - Re-arranged by Robert Jordan & Cecil Sharp): How many gentle flowers grow In an English country garden? I'll tell you now of some of them I know And those I miss you'll surely pardon Daffodils, heart's ease and flocks Meadowsweet and lilies, stocks Gentle lupins and tall hollyhocks Roses, foxgloves, snowdrops and forget-me-nots In an English country garden How many insects build their homes In an English country garden? I'll tell you now of some of them I know And those I miss I trust you will pardon Dragonflies and moths and bees Spiders falling from the trees Butterflies sway in the cool gentle breeze There are wasps' empty homes And tiny little gnomes In an English country garden How many songbirds..... SPOKEN: Actually, I've seen some of these gardens they talk about. And the sort of impression you get is that it's.... Wet underfoot and the leaves are thick with soot In an English country garden Newspapers torn and strewn across the lawn In an English country garden Litter, garbage in the yards Little doggies' calling cards One scraggy rosebud peering through the weeds For they've all downed tools While they do their football pools In an English country garden Market, join the Common Market Market, join the Common Market.....FADE ORIGINAL WORDS How many kinds of sweet flowers grow In an English country garden? We'll tell you now of some that we know Those we miss you'll surely pardon Daffodils, heart's ease and flox Meadowsweet and lady smocks Gentian, lupine and tall hollihocks Roses, foxgloves, snowdrops, blue forget-me-nots In an English country garden How many insects come here and go In an English country garden? We'll tell you now of some that we know Those we miss you'll surely pardon Fireflies, moths, gnats and bees Spiders climbing in the trees Butterflies drift in the gentle breeze There are snakes, ants that sting And other creeping things In an English country garden How many songbirds fly to and fro In an English country garden? We'll tell you now of some that we know Those we miss you'll surely pardon Bobolink, cuckoo and quail Tanager and cardinal Bluebird, lark, thrush and nightingale There is joy in the spring When the birds begin to sing In an English country garden How many kinds of sweet flowers grow In an English country garden? We'll tell you now of some that we know Those we miss you'll surely pardon Daffodils, heart's ease and flox Meadowsweet and lady smocks Gentain, lupine and tall hollihocks Roses, foxgloves, snowdrops, blue forget-me-nots In an English country garden I might be wrong with the lyrics ... so don't take them as Gospel