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Song Parodies -> "Lord Merchant"
Original Song Title:
"Lord Franklin"
Original Performer:
Traditional
Parody Song Title:
"Lord Merchant"
Parody Written by:
Diddims
The Lyrics
Ismail Merchant, longtime partner (professional and personal) of the director, James ivory, died today in London... and I found some rather unkind remarks on a message board about him. May he rest in peace. This is based off of a lament written by Lady Jane Franklin, whose husband, Sir John Franklin, was lost on an 1840's voyage to find the Northwest Passage.
I was homeward bound tonight from his room
Shiv'ring in our bedsheets, they're like a tomb,
I dreamed a dream and I thought it true
Concerning Ismail and our valliant crew
At age sixty-eight, he sailed away
Right from my hands in the month of May
To reach the Heavens, so far from home,
Where we poor sailors will always go.
Through cruel hardship, he vainly strove
My heart on mountains of ice was drove
Words from people, kind or rude
Are the only things that ever come through
Despite the fact that he has died,
Comments for Ismail have been so snide
The loss for Iv'ry no tongue can tell
Lord Merchant with the angels do dwell
And now my burden it gives me pain
For my Lord Merchant I'd sail the main
So many things I would freely give
To find Lord Merchant, and where he is.
Shiv'ring in our bedsheets, they're like a tomb,
I dreamed a dream and I thought it true
Concerning Ismail and our valliant crew
At age sixty-eight, he sailed away
Right from my hands in the month of May
To reach the Heavens, so far from home,
Where we poor sailors will always go.
Through cruel hardship, he vainly strove
My heart on mountains of ice was drove
Words from people, kind or rude
Are the only things that ever come through
Despite the fact that he has died,
Comments for Ismail have been so snide
The loss for Iv'ry no tongue can tell
Lord Merchant with the angels do dwell
And now my burden it gives me pain
For my Lord Merchant I'd sail the main
So many things I would freely give
To find Lord Merchant, and where he is.
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Beautiful job, Diddims. I know that old traditional song about Franklin, and you did it justice.
Thank you. I'm uncertain as to what the nature of their relationship was, but I wrote this all the same. I really am quite haunted by this song, since it's so beautiful, so plaintive.
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