Sean Dagher & Michiel Schrey & Nils Brown
Nils Brown & Sean Dagher & Michiel Schrey
Sean Dagher & Michiel Schrey & Nils Brown
Michiel Schrey & Nils Brown & Sean Dagher
Sean Dagher & Michiel Schrey & Nils Brown
Michiel Schrey & Nils Brown & Sean Dagher
Sean Dagher & Michiel Schrey & Nils Brown
Michiel Schrey & Nils Brown & Sean Dagher
Charlotte Cumberbirch & David Gossage & Richard Irwin & Nelson Carter & Sean Dagher
Sean Dagher & David Gossage & Richard Irwin & Nelson Carter & Charlotte Cumberbirch & Michiel Schrey & Nils Brown
Michiel Schrey & David Gossage & Richard Irwin & Sean Dagher
Linda Morrison & David Gossage & Patrick Graham & Nelson Carter & Sean Dagher
Michiel Schrey & David Gossage & Richard Irwin & Nelson Carter & Nils Brown & Sean Dagher
Linda Morrison & David Gossage & Patrick Graham & Nelson Carter & Sean Dagher
Marco Marin & Eric Breton & Dominic Soulard
Marco Marin & Eric Breton & Dominic Soulard
As with all the songs on the album, ‘The Dead Horse’ (also known in some versions as ‘Poor Old Man’ or ‘Poor Old Horse’) is a period sea shant.
‘The Dead Horse’ is a unique shanty – rather than being sung to co-ordinate tasks during work at sea, it was sung to celebrate the end of the first month o...
[Verse 1]
A poor old man came riding by
And we say so, and we know so
O, a poor old man came riding by
O, poor old man
[Verse 2]
Says I, "Old man, your horse will die."
And we say so, and we know so
And if he dies, we'll tan his hide
O, poor old man
[Verse 3]
And if he don't, I'll ride him again
And we say so, and we know so
And I'll ride him, 'til the Lord knows when
O, poor old man
[Verse 4]
O, he's dead as a nail in the lamp room door
And we say so, and we know so
And he won't come worrying us no more
O, poor old man
[Verse 5]
We'll use the hair of his tail to sew our sails
And we say so, and we know so
And the iron of his shoes to make deck nails
O, poor old man
[Verse 6]
We'll rop him down with a long long ro'
And we say so, and we hope so
Where the sharks have his body and the devil takes his soul!
O, poor old man