I Have A SHIP To Sing, Oh! (filk)

[coriolan_cmc2001]

No: HPFGUIDX 38158

I Have A Ship To Sing, Oh! 

To the tune of I Have a Song to Sing, Oh! from Gilbert & Sullivan's 
The Yeoman of the Guard

Hear a MIDI of the original at:

http://math.boisestate.edu/gas/yeomen/web_opera/yeomen_07.html

Dedicated to all SHIPPERS

THE SCENE: Gryffindor Common Area. Several Gryffindor residents 
gather to pay musical homage to the various ships.

LEE THOMAS
I have a ship to sing, oh!

ALL
Sing us your ship, oh!

LEE
It is sung of a lass 
Who's atop her class
Who's showed she's smart as a whip, oh,!
It's the song of a Gryffindor, growing great
Whose hair was frizzed and whose teeth were straight
Who sought forsooth but met no mate
As she sighed for the love of a laddie.

ALL
Heighdy! heighdy!
Misery me--lack-a-day-dee!
She drove off Drac and craved no Krum
As she sighed for the love of a laddie.

PARVATI
I have a ship to sing, oh!

ALL
Sing us your ship, oh!

PARVATI
It is sung on webrings
Where they filksongs sing
To tunes that are not quite hip, oh!
It's the song of a Parselmouth, perfect pluck,
Who stops Dark Lords, and who, with some luck,
Was sorted with the Gryffindor, growing great,
Whose hair was frizzed and whose teeth were straight
Who sought forsooth but met no mate
As she sighed for the love of a laddie.

ALL
Heighdy! heighdy!
Misery me--lack-a-day-dee!
She drove off Drac and craved no Krum
As she sighed for the love of a laddie.

SEAMUS FINNEGAN
I have a ship to sing, oh!

ALL
Sing us your ship, oh!

SEAMUS
It is sung to the air
Of a girl red-haired
And her brothers gave her lip, oh!
It's the song of an innocent, shy and sweet
Who let a dwarf with valentines greet
The keen youthful Parselmouth, perfect pluck,
Who stops Dark Lords, and who, with some luck,
Contended with the basilisk, born of hate 
Whose eyes were death and whose fangs were straight
He bit the book and tamed that Tom
Once she wrote in the book of a Riddle

ALL
Heighdy! heighdy!
Misery mill --lack-a-diddle!
He bit the book and tamed that Tom
Once she wrote in the book of a Riddle

LAVENDER BROWN
I have a ship to sing, oh!

ALL
Sing me your ship, oh!

LAVENDER
It is sung by a gnome 
Who is heading back home 
As through the fence he slips, oh!
It's a song of the youngest bro, clan renowned,
But the duds he donned were hand-me-downs
Sorted with the Gryffindor lass by the Hat
Where they bickered brash like cat and rat
His pal was the Parselmouth bold as brass
But the grades they're granted meant they barely passed.
When the Ball began he at last gained chance
To ask the Gryffindor lass to dance
But lost his luck and stalled his stance
When he vied for the view of a Veela

ALL
Heighdy! heighdy!
Misery me--lack-a-deela!
She's voting Vic and courting Krum
`Cause he vied for the view of a Veela

Heighdy! heighdy!
Misery ming--lack-a-day-ding!
They're still just teens, so it's not foreseen
All the trips that their ships will be taking!  

  - CMC

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