GOOD KING WENCESLAS
Time signature: 4/4 |
Lyrics: John Mason
Music: Thomas Helmore,based on a 13th century Easter carol first published in 1582 in Finland |
ACCORDION NOTATION
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Beats per bar = 4
Beat symbol = Dot ( . ) or equivalent |
Either row (high)= Buttons 5 - 8
Inside row (low) = Buttons 2 -5 plus o3* |
Verse 1 (of 5)
.6 .6 .6 .7* | .6 .6 :5 | .5* .5 .5* .6* | :6 :6 |
.3 .3 .3 .3* | .3 .3 :2 | .o3* .2 .o3* .2* | :3 :3 |
Good King Wen - ces - las looked out On the feast of Ste - phen
.6 .6 .6 .7* | .6 .6 :5 | .5* .5 .5* .6* | :6 :6 |
.3 .3 .3 .3* | .3 .3 :2 | .o3* .2 .o3* .2* | :3 :3 |
When the snow lay 'round a - bout, Deep and chrisp, and e - ven
.8 .8* .7 .7* | .7 .7* :6 | .5* .5 .5* .6* | :6 :6 |
.5 .4* .4 .3* | .4 .3* :3 | .o3* .2 .o3* .2* | :3 :3 |
Bright - ly shone the moon that night, Though the frost was cru - el,
.5 .5 .5* .6* | .6 .6 :7* | .8 .8* .7 .7* | :6 :8* | ::6 |
.2 .2 .o3* .2* | .3 .3 :3* | .5 .4* .4 .3* | :3 :4* | ::3 |
When a poor man came in sight, Gath - 'ring win - ter fu___ - el
EMBEDDED youTube VIDEOS
Fourteen youTube videos in keys: A,Am=1 C=1 D=2 F=2
F,F#=1 G=6 G,G#=1
Key: A from time 0 to 1:14 Aminor from 1:15 to End Singer: Tennessee Ernie Ford Posted by: Tennessee Ernie Ford - Topic When using the notation above . . . ... the A part can be played on outside row of an A-D accordion, and ... ... the Aminor part can be played on the inside (C) row of a G-C accordion, as Aminor is the natural-minor for C. |
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Key: C
Singer: ? Posted by: Peace Oshkosh Creative Beautifully sung. |
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Key: D
Group: Percy Faith Orchestra Posted by: Bob Barry Instrumental. Beautiful music, which departs slightly from the notation above in the last part. |
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Key: D
Singing begins at time 2:12 An R&R version with a strong beat, and includes several musical interludes that don't follow the notation above. Singer: Rob Halford Posted by: Rob Halford |
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Key: F
Group: The Ames Brothers Posted by: The Ames Brothers - Topic |
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Key: F
Group: Alfred Music Jazz Posted by: Alfred Music Jazz A Jazz version arranged by Mike Collins-Dowden |
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Key: F from time 0 to 1:11
F# from 1:16 to End Singers: Linda Adamson and her daughter, Tessa Adamson, of New Zealand Posted by: Christmas Songs and Carols - Love to Sing |
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Key: G from time 0:44 to 3:02
G# from 3:03 to End Group: City of Prague Philharmonic Orchestra Posted by: City of Prague Philharmonic Orchestra - Topic |
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Key: G
Group: The Roches Posted by: The Roches - Topic |
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Key: G
Group: The Barra MacNeils Posted by: The Barra MacNeils - Topic |
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Key: G
Group: Irish Rovers Posted by: BrothersCharles |
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Key: G
Music begins at time 0:57 Organist: Rob Charles Posted by: RobCharles1981 |
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Key: G
Group: Skydiggers Posted by: Skydiggers |
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For humour . . . . .
Key: G Group: Horrible Histories Posted by: jamie932 The following was posted on the HH site by Oliver 0: The words were by an English guy The music, Scandinavian Wenceslas was five-foot-six He kept his face unshaven Though just a duke throughout his life He always ruled so justly His kingly title was conferred Upon him posthumously For a more serious historical "take", check the link at the bottom of this page. |
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Full Lyrics:
Verse 1
Verse 2 Verse 3 |
Good King Wenceslas looked out, On the feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about, Deep and crisp and even. Brightly shone the moon that night, Though the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight, Gath’ring winter fuel. ‘Hither, page, and stand by me, If thou know’st it, telling, Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?’ ‘Sire, he lives a good league hence, Underneath the mountain, Right against the forest fence, By Saint Agnes’ fountain.’ ‘Bring me food and bring me wine, Bring me pine logs hither, Thou and I will see him dine, When we bear them thither.’ Page and monarch forth they went, Forth they went together, Through the cold wind’s wild lament, And the bitter weather. Sire, the night is darker now, And the wind blows stronger, Fails my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer.’ ‘Mark my footsteps, my good page, Tread thou in them boldly, Thou shalt find the winter’s rage, Freeze thy blood less coldly.’ In his master’s steps he trod, Where the snow lay dinted, Heat was in the very sod, Which the Saint had printed. Therefore, Christian men, be sure, Wealth or rank possessing, Ye who now will bless the poor, Shall yourselves find blessing. |
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