Quotes About Folksong

I was 16 when I got a scholarship to study classical composition at a conservatory. By that time I had already listened to Scottish folksong with my mother, sung in church choirs, and had sung solo with Benjamin Britten conducting.

At one stage, I wanted to be a folk singer.

The surprise turned out to be songs: "Our Unforgettable Teacher" and the "Song of Suki," a regional folksong they had been vaguely aware of, whose lyrics they had searched out during their August vacation and written down neatly on a piece of paper as a parting gift.

There was an old hen And she had a wooden leg, And every damned morning She laid another egg; She was the best damned chicken On the whole damned farm - And another little drink Wouldn't do us any harm.