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Then what willya do? A lively Irrish ditty
by ROCK-Salt! Art Proctor

Friday, May 05, 2006
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This poem is based on a real conversation, between Winston Churchhill, and his nephew, upon the nephews graduation from Eton, and what he might do with his life. I've made it between a retired Irish sea captain and his son, who like the story upon which it's based, is ready to start his own life. This is one I've made into a song, I sing it in a heavy brougue and to a lively festive, beat, in The key of A major. Art


                                  

 

                                  

Then what willya do?

A lively, Irrish, Ditty

 

 

 

Now I'm grrown up, I'll sail the seas,

for a time I'll join the crrew.

I'll work, I'll watch, I'll learn the rropes,

 I'll know just what to do.

Then my own ship, I'll build or buy;

When all my drrreams, come trrue 

 

Aye, lad, a plan it sounds ye've got, a plan so smarrt so trrue

But son, therre's some things you've left out. Cause then what willya do, son?

 Then what willya do?

 

Oh yes, me Da. I plum forrgot; a wife ,

 some kids, and a home

 I'll likely ,have.

I'll be be a loving carring husband,

and a fine daddy too.

 

Aye son, a plan ye've got,

 a dandy, yes

 it's trrue

But lad, I have to ask again:

Then what will you do?

 

Well Da, I don't know what you mean,

I'll sail the seas, I'll build a home,

a wife and children too.

Oh grrandkids, I'll eventually have, 

won't that be fun?

to whatch them learn:

 to talk, and walk, and rrun?

 

Aye, son, ye've taken your life,

a way down the rroad,

   and the storry becomes you. 

But my dearr son, I must ask again:

Then what willya do lad,

Then what willya do? 

 

Da, I can't think of one morre thing.

I'd live my life, and trry,

to be a lot, like you.

I'd have some lows, I'd have some highs,

I'd live my life;

And then:

 I'd die

 

My son, ye've said the word, I wanted you to to say.

 Cause my question werren't about:

the worrld, and all it's ways.

You'll die my son, that's surrely trrue,

And now I ask you, prrecious lad. Then what will you do?

 

Oh Da, I see now what you maen.

I'd better think again.

And put the Lord into my plans,

so my life won't end.

Oh thankya Da, forr helpin me

to see what's really trrue.

I'll lay me plans,

in His loving, hands,

And see:

 what He will have,

 me do

 

Then what willya do me son,?

Then what willya do?

I only asked to make you think,

 to not forrget ,

 the Lord has plans forr you,

 and just like me, you had to see:

 that His loving care, His sure sweet way,

 Is what I'd pray for you, my son,

It's what I'd have you do.

It's my legacy,

 to you ,

 
   
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Reviewed by J M 3/4/2007
Perfect to find this in March the Month of IRISh being part IRISh I so enjoyed your creativity Bro #1 This rolls so well the lyriacal converstation of wisdom, thoughts, and ensight. Thank you do not know how I did not see this one before... Keep them COMMMMING :)

Blessings loveyamore n Jesus!!!!!!!!!!
Josie Girl
Reviewed by Valerie Boggess 5/10/2006
A touching way with words. Born in Dublin, Ireland this lively Irrish ditty has touched home for me. Erin Go Braugh!!!
Reviewed by Connie Hinnen Cook 5/6/2006
Love the way this rolls off the tongue! :)
Clever, thought-provoking, and verrrry true!
Reviewed by E T Waldron 5/5/2006
Excellent! You gave the lyrics a wonderful lilt and brogue which made the song come to life. I could hear it being sung!Splendid message too! Bravo!

eT
Reviewed by Susan de Vegter 5/5/2006
I've traveled to Ireland and know the brogue well. You captured it well Art...Now what will ya do?
Susan
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 5/5/2006
Worrrds of wisdom spoken sirree!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Kate Clifford 5/5/2006
love the lively way you have written this and the important message within it. Never forget the Spirit!
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