Piece Hall Big Sing Songbook 2018 - A collection of songs written by Sam Dunkley with students from Calderdale schools - Savile Park Primary School
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Piece Hall Big Sing
Songbook
2018
A collection of songs written by Sam Dunkley
with students from Calderdale schools.The Piece Hall Big Sing is supported by Community Foundation for Calderdale, D’Oyly Carte Foundation, Ernest Cook Trust The Piece Hall Transformation is supported by Calderdale Council and Heritage Lottery Fund
Piece Hall Big Sing Songbook
2018
A collection of songs written by Sam Dunkley
with students from Calderdale schools.
Contents
Lyrics Score
1. A Winters Scene 11
Copley Primary School
2. Did You See Blondin? 13
Barkisland Primary School
3. Hot Air Balloon 17
Salterhebble Primary School
4. Halifax Zoo 22
Bolton Brow Primary Academy
5. Animals in the Piece Hall 25
Bowling Green Primary School
6. Cragg Vale Coiners 29
Calder Primary School
7. Run, Run, Running Man 33
Holy Trinity Primary School
8. (We’re Here) To Make a Living 36
Old Town Primary School
9. Summer Scene 40
Copley Primary School
10. Carding, Spinning, Weaving 42
Scout Road Primary Academy
© Performing Arts etc Limited1. A Winters Scene
Written by Sam Dunkley with Calder of Copley Primary School
Can you see the Piece Hall through the twinkling snow
That’s falling all day long?
Can you hear the snow crunch beneath your feet
Like a gentle winter song?
Are you wrapped up warm so you won’t freeze
And close to all your family?
Can you taste creamy hot chocolate
Can you feel it warm your tongue?2. Did You See Blondin?
Written by Sam Dunkley with Year 6 of Barkisland Primary School
Did you see Blondin
He walked on a tightrope way up in the sky
Did you see Blondin
From corner to corner sixty feet high
Gather around, come and see
The greatest showman there’ll ever be
Step right up, rich or poor
He will blow your mind for sure
Did you see Blondin
He walked on a tightrope way up in the sky
Did you see Blondin
From corner to corner sixty feet high
Fifty thousand crowded in
Waiting anxiously for him
We’re all scared, will he fall
When he walks the tightrope above us all
Did you see Blondin
He walked on a tightrope way up in the sky
Did you see Blondin
From corner to corner sixty feet high
I know this fear, I’ve done it a thousand times
I feel my heart pounding, this moment is mine
There’s me, the rope, it’s just one step at a time
I know this fear, I hear the clock bell chime
I’m ready, I’m prepared, let’s go, I can do this
The clock bell chimes, there he goes
How he does it nobody knows!
And what now? A blindfold
I’ll remember this day until I’m old
Did you see Blondin
He walked on a tightrope way up in the sky
Did you see Blondin
From corner to corner sixty feet high3. Hot Air Balloon
Written by Sam Dunkley with Year 6 of Salterhebble Primary School
A beautiful, colourful hot air balloon soaring through the sky
But I'm stuck down here on the ground wishing I could fly
Over the mills, over the hills, I wonder what I could see
If that beautiful, colourful hot air balloon was carrying me
My colourful balloon will carry me up in the air
Until I can hardly see the people way down there
As an aeronaut I fly high up into the sky
And people come from miles around just to see me try
A beautiful, colourful hot air balloon soaring through the sky
But I'm stuck down here on the ground wishing I could fly
Over the mills, over the hills, I wonder what I could see
If that beautiful, colourful hot air balloon was carrying me
They watch the hot air balloon rising into the sky
Looking up amazed that it could really fly
They stand and cheer loud , that glorious Piece Hall crowds
As they watch it disappear into the drifting clouds
A beautiful, colourful hot air balloon soaring through the sky
But I'm stuck down here on the ground wishing I could fly
Over the mills, over the hills, I wonder what I could see
If that beautiful, colourful hot air balloon was carrying me
Drifting through the sky wondering where I’ll go
The thing that will decide is the way the wind will blow
Hot air lifts me up into the unknown
Up here in the quiet air I feel truly alone
A beautiful, colourful hot air balloon soaring through the sky
But I'm stuck down here on the ground wishing I could fly
Over the mills, over the hills, I wonder what I could see
If that beautiful, colourful hot air balloon was carrying me4. Halifax Zoo
Written by Sam Dunkley with the choir of Bolton Brow Primary Academy
Halifax once had a zoo
A century ago
And if I’d been a kid back then
I’d have really liked to go
Did you hear about the day an elephant ran away
It got startled by a tram whilst marching on parade
People screamed and ran away, I probably would have too
But would you believe it, he came back to the zoo
Halifax once had a zoo
A century ago
And if I’d been a kid back then
I’d have really liked to go
People came from miles around to see this special sight
What they saw filled them with joy but gave them quite a fright
They heard a feathery eagle call, then jumped to hear a lion roar
The zoo was full of creatures they’d never seen before
Halifax once had a zoo
A century ago
And if I’d been a kid back then
I’d have really liked to go
Trains full of animals would chuff right in to town
Whenever they unloaded them it would always draw a crowd
Halifax Zoo had to close, when the first world war came
And if there was a zoo right now, it wouldn’t be the same
Halifax once had a zoo
A century ago
And if I’d been a kid back then
I’d have really liked to go5. Animals in the Piece Hall
Written by Sam Dunkley with Year 3 & 4 of Bowling Green Primary School
Animals in the Piece Hall
Animals through time
Watch them work, hear them call
Their histories intertwine
Hear the clip clop of hooves on cobbles
Feel the soft and silky fur
Breathe in the smell of the fresh, sweet hay
Horses worked in the Piece Hall back in the day
Animals in the Piece Hall
Animals through time
Watch them work, hear them call
Their histories intertwine
Dogs in multicoloured superhero capes
Doing tricks in the parade
Hear music and barking as they make their way
Dogs danced in the Piece Hall back in the day
Animals in the Piece Hall
Animals through time
Watch them work, hear them call
Their histories intertwine
Living in boxes way up high
Tiny as a twenty pence piece
At night you might see them they come out to play
Pipistrelle bats in the Piece Hall even today
Animals in the Piece Hall
Animals through time
Watch them work, hear them call
Their histories intertwine
Horses worked in the Piece Hall back in the day
Their histories intertwine
Dogs danced in the Piece Hall back in the day
Their histories intertwine
Pipistrelle bats in the Piece Hall even today
Their histories intertwine6. Cragg Vale Coiners
Written by Sam Dunkley with Class 2 and Class 3 of Calder Primary School
Cragg Vale Coiners making money on the moor
Clipping, melting, stamping, taking money making more
You know we will kill you if you shop us to the law
Making money on the moor
The King of the Coiners, I'm David Hartley
At my Dusty Miller meeting place, exchanging money
People think I'm shifty (they’re scared of me) – I scare them you see
I am smart, I am sneaky and ruthless as can be
Cragg Vale Coiners making money on the moor
Clipping, melting, stamping, taking money making more
You know we will kill you if you shop us to the law
Making money on the moor
Their voices carried ‘cross moor on the wind at night
William Deighton went to Halifax as something wasn’t right
David Hartley orderd that he should be shot on sight
And that’s when Deighton realised he’d picked the wrong fight
Cragg Vale Coiners making money on the moor
Clipping, melting, stamping, taking money making more
You know we will kill you if you shop us to the law
Making money on the moor
In order for to catch them police offered a reward
Thirty of the coiners locked behind a jail door
Six of the worst swung at the bottom of a cord
They were hanged for their crimes in the name of the law
Cragg Vale Coiners making money on the moor
Clipping, melting, stamping, taking money making more
You know we will kill you if you shop us to the law
Making money on the moor7. Run, Run Running Man
Written by Sam Dunkley with Class 10 of Holy Trinity Primary School
Run run running man
Running man run run
John Lacy looked around
The market, and guess what he found
A piece of cloth he didn’t know was bound
To change his life
He grabbed the cloth and off he ran
And so a frantic chase began
‘Til he was caught by a policeman
And then began his strife
Take him to the gibbet
Get his head chopped off
Stop that man that running man
Get that man that running man, that…
Run run running man
Running man run run
Run run running man
Running man run run
John Lacy ran away
He came back on Saturday
I heard a market keeper say
‘That man stole my cloth!
He’s been away for 7 years
Now he’s back without any fears
Nobody will shed any tears
When he gets his head chopped off’
Take him to the gibbet
Get his head chopped off
Don’t let him run that running man
Don’t let him run that running man
Take him to the gibbet
Get his head chopped off8. (We’re here) To Make A Living
Written by Sam Dunkley with Year 3 and 4 of Old Town Primary School
Walking down the hill with our pack horse
It’ll take us hours to get there
With its’ creamy milk mane and silky soft tail
It carries what we sell
10 o’clock, 10 o’clock start to sell when the bell rings
Let’s see what sells between the Piece Hall bells
They’ll see what we bring when the bell goes ding
Let’s see what sells between the Piece Hall bells
We’re here to make a living
Everybody’s here at the market
it’s as busy as a beehive
There’s pushing and shoving through the loud, large crowds
what shall we buy today?
Let’s see what sells between the Piece Hall bells
They’ll see what we bring when the bell goes ding
Let’s see what sells between the Piece Hall bells
We’re here to make a living
12 o’clock, 12 o’clock don’t get fined when the bell rings
Walking back home from the market
It’ll take us hours to get there
We’re exhausted and tired but until the next time
We can live off what we sold
Let’s see what sells between the Piece Hall bells
They’ll see what we bring when the bell goes ding
Let’s see what sells between the Piece Hall bells
We’re here to make a living9. A Summers Scene
Written by Sam Dunkley with Calder of Copley Primary School
Can you see the children dancing as they sing
In the gentle evening sun
Do people come and meet up with their friends
When the working day is done
With your ice cream dripping down your chin
Dip your feet into the fountain
Beneath the bright blue sky
The Piece Hall summer has begun10. Carding, Spinning, Weaving
Written by Sam Dunkley with Year 3 and 4 of Scout Road Primary Academy
I am carding, carding, carding
And the day has just begun
I’ll be carding, carding, carding
‘Till the setting of the sun
Pushing and pulling strong brushes together
Us kids are carding white sheeps wool
Ten hours a day sometimes feels like forever
But we’re brushing the tangles out
I am spinning, spinning, spinning
And the day has just begun
I’ll be spinning, spinning, spinning
‘Till the setting of the sun
Twisting and turning the spindle around
Mothers are spinning white sheeps wool
Ten hours a day sometimes feels like forever
And we wind the bobbin up
I am weaving, weaving, weaving
And the day has just begun
I’ll be weaving, weaving, weaving
‘Till the setting of the sun
Across the loom the shuttle will fly
Fathers are weaving white sheeps wool
Ten hours a day sometimes feels like forever
But we’re weaving cloth to sell
I am carding, spinning, weaving
And the day has just begun
I’ll be carding, spinning, weaving
‘Till the setting of the sun
I am carding, spinning, weaving
And the day has just begun
I’ll be carding, spinning, weaving
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