We all have songs that mean something extra special to us
whether by our associating them with a special an event, a date, a loved one, a precious moment, etc. In fact, if you’re like me, I could go on for hours
singing the words to all the songs that are near and dear to me.
But there is one song—the one song that tops all the
others, the one that brings a tear to my eye and a warm fuzzy feeling in my heart.
Hints:
“My” song is an American rendition of Greensleeves, which is
an old English folk song of complicated, and not entirely identifiable origins.
Greensleeves was a familiar song (tune) in Shakespeare’s day, because he
referenced it in his play, The Merry Wives of Windsor in 1595. Falstaff: “Let
the sky rain potatoes! Let it thunder to the tune of ‘Greensleeves’!”
There is a legend that the original song was written by
Henry VIII for his future wife, Anne Boleyn, but that is apparently a myth as
there is evidence the song was around before Henry’s time.
By 1690, or so, the original song was becoming associated
with Christmas and New Year’s. Then by the 19th century, any
Christmas songbook worth its salt included some version of the original folk
song (lyrics and tune) as a carol. Elvis Presley, Tom Jones, and a host of
other crooners have recorded their renditions of Greensleeves. As a Christmas song, we know it as What Child is This? which
has also been recorded by too many artists to list here.
For those of you who desire more history about Greensleeves,
click HERE for an overview, HERE for Wikipedia, and HERE for an interesting bit of medieval history.
Back to my favorite song… “A Home in the Meadow”
The lyrics for A Home in the Meadow were written by Sammy
Cahn and the song was performed by Debbie Reynolds in the 1962 western movie (and
book by same title written by Louis L’Amour), How the West Was Won.
For your viewing and listening pleasure, here is the YouTube
clip from the movie.
If you've not read the book How the West
was Won AND watched the 1962 movie of the same name, you
should remedy those most egregious oversights as soon as you can. You can thank
me later. *wink*
Until next time,
Kaye Spencer
Writing through history one romance upon a time
Writing through history one romance upon a time