Here's a 3rd try at a youtube video comparing the two versions. (Expect lots of improvements in the next few days)
"After playing the full tune in the original version, just the changed segment is run, then the original, back and forth a few times." Red indicates changed bits
0: is it a jig? [debate]
1: is it significant that all the lines of the song begin and end mid-measure?
2: shouldn't the 1st rest be a half rest instead of an eighth?
3: shouldn't the 1st note of the 2nd measure be dotted? as it stands, the measure would be a 16th-note short.
4: FW2 moves the words "how he" one note to the left, but doesn't that 'tie' prove this wrong?
5: the Ballad has 14 verses, with many extreme metric challenges. can we create a custom abc file for the whole thing, with one note per syllable?
6: on the 3rd staff, four A's are changed, the 1st "the" is raised to B, the 2nd "the" is lowered to G, and "Of the" are both lowered to G
7: on the 4th staff, "Hump" is lowered from A to G
syllables per measure per verse:
- 2 - 5 - 4 - 6 - 4 - 6 - 4 - 6 - 3 - 4 - 4 - 1
- 2 - 6 - 6?- 6 - 4 -10 - 4 - 5 - 3 - 4 - 3 - 1
- 4 - 7 - 8?- 9?- 4 - 7 - 7?- 6 - 3 - 4 - 3 - 1
- 2 - 6 - 5 - 6 - 4 - 5 - 5 - 5 - 4 - 4 - 3 - 1
- 2 -13 - 8?- 7?- 7?- 8?- 3 - 5 - 3 - 4 - 4 - 1
- 1 -10 - 6 - 7 - 9?-12?- 5 - 5 - 2 - 4 - 4 - 1
- 2 - 7 - 4?- 6?- 4 - 6 - 5 - 5 - 2 - 4 - 4 - 1
- 3?-18?- 6 - 8?- 4?- 7?- 6?- 9?-
- 2 - 6 -12?- 6 - 4 - 5 - 4?- 4?-
- 3 -10 - 7 - 6 - 4 - 6?- 5 - 6 -
- 2 - 6 - 5 - 6 - 5 - 9 - 4 - 7 -
- 2 - 8 - 4 - 6 - 5 - 5 - 6?- 4?-
- 2 - 8 - 4 - 7 - 5 - 5 - 4 - 6 -
- 2 - 6 - 2 - 4?- 4 - 4?- 5 - 5 -
Have you HEARD of one HU-umpty DUMPty
How he FELL with a ROLL and a RUMble
And curled UP like Lord OLofa CRUMple
By the BUTT of the MAGazine WALL,
Of the MAGazine WALL,
Hump, HELmet and ALL?
He was ONE time our KING of the CASTle
Now HE'S kicked aBOUT like a ROTten old PARsnip
And from GREENStreethe'llbesentbyorderof His WORship
To the PE-enal jail of MountJOY,
To the JAIL of MountJOY.
JAIL him and JOY.
He was fafaFATHer of all SCHEMES for to BOTHer us
Slow coaches and imMACulate contraCEPtives for the POPulace,
Mare's MILK for the sick, seven dry SUNdays a WEEK,
Openair LOVE and religion's reFORM,
And reLIGious reFORM,
HIDeous in FORM.
Arrah, WHY, says you, COULDn't he MANage it?
I'll go BAIL, my fine DAIryman DARling,
Like the BUMPing bull of the CASSidys
All your BUTTer is i-in your HORNS.
Hisbutter IS in his HORNS.
BUTTer his HORNS!
We had chawchawchops,chairs,chewinggum,thechickenpoxand CHIna CHAMbers
Universally proVIDed by this SOFTsoaping SALESman.
Small wonder He'll Cheat E'ERawan our LOcal lads nickNAMED him
Whe-en CHIMPden first took the FLOOR
With his bucketshop STORE
Down Bargainweg, LOWER.
So SNUG he was in his HOtel premises SUMPtuous
But soon we'll bonFIRE all his trash, tricks and TRUMPery
And 'tisshorttillSheriff CLANcy'll be windinguphisunlimited COMpany
With the BAIliff's BOM at the DOOR,
BimBAM at the DOOR.
Then HE'LL bum no MORE.
Sweet bad LUCK on the waves washed to our ISland
The-e hookER of that HAMmerfast VIking
And Gall's CURSE on the day when EbLANa Bay
Saw his BLACK and TAN man-o'-WAR,
Saw HIS man-o'-WAR
On THE harbour BAR.
Wherefrom?roarsPoolbeg.Cookingha'pence,hebawls,Donnezmoiscampitle, wick an WIpin' FAMpiny
Fingal MacOscar OneSIME Bargearse BONiface
Thok's min GAMmelhole Norveegickes MONiker
Ogasayare at GAMmelhole NorVEEgickes COD.
ANorwegian CAMelold COD.
He IS, beGOD.
It was DURing some FRESHwater GARdenpumping
Or,accordingtotheNursing MIRRor, while adMIRing the MONkeys
That our HEAvyweight HEA-eathen HUMpharey
Made BOLD a mai-aid to WOO.
Woohoo, WHAt'll she DOO!
The gen'ral LOST her MAIdenLOO!
He ought to BLUSH for himself, the old hayheaded phiLOSopher,
For to go and SHOVE himself that way on TOP of her.
BeGOB, he's the crux of the CAtalogue
Of our ANtediluvial ZOO,
Messrs BILLing and COO.
Noah's LARKS, good as NOO.
He was JOULTing by WELLinton's MONument
Ou-ur roTORious hippopoPOTamuns
When some BUGger letdownthebacktrapofthe OMnibus
And he caughthisdeath of FU-usiLIERS,
With his RENT in his REARS.
GIVE him six YEARS.
'Tis sore PIty for his INNocent poor CHILdren
But look OUT for his MISsus leGITimate!
When that FREW gets a grip of old EARwicker
Won't there be EARwigs o-on the GREEN?
Big earWIGS on the GREEN,
Thelargest EVer you SEEN.
Thenwe'llhavea FREEtradeGaels' BAND and mass MEETing
FortoSOD the brave SON of ScandiKNAvery
And we'll BURy him DOW-own in OXmansTOWN
ALONG with the DEvil and DANES,
With the DEAF and dumb DANES,
And ALL their reMAINS.
And not ALL the king's MEN nor his HORses
Will REsurRECT his CORpus
For there's NO true spell in CONnacht or HELL
That's able to RAI-aise a CAIN.
That's able to RAI-aise a CAIN.