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Jayan
 
This song, titled "The Thieving Magpie," is by Jean Riondet - Music by P.G. Amiot. It was published in 1952 or 53 by the Editions du Scarabee in a small collection made by the instructors of CEMEA

I used to be a camp counselor and I often had the children sing this song.
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guillouminou
 
Hello
thank you for your reply
do you have the complete lyrics of this song (the thieving magpie)?
in which years were you a camp counselor and where?
thank you for your answers
best regards
Gilles
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Réponse 2 / 12
Eokia Posted messages 1 Status Membre 10
 
Good evening, I have the lyrics to this song in my notebook from the time of the "nice summer camps" when I was a camp counselor.....

The rose on my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
Stealing from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never a rose just barely bloomed
I will never forgive her

Violet on my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
Stealing from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never a rose just barely bloomed
A violet just barely opened
I will never forgive her

Tulip on my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
Stealing from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never a rose just barely bloomed
A violet just barely opened
A tulip with a pipe head
I will never forgive her

Daffodil on my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
Stealing from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never a rose just barely bloomed
A violet just barely opened
A tulip with a pipe head
A daffodil with chamomile
I will never forgive her

Sun on my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
Stealing from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never a rose just barely bloomed
A violet just barely opened
A tulip with a pipe head
A daffodil with chamomile
A sun that marvels
I will never forgive her

Jasmine on my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
Stealing from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never a rose just barely bloomed
A violet just barely opened
A tulip with a pipe head
A daffodil with chamomile
A sun that marvels
A jasmine that is on its way
I will never forgive her

I suppose there must be variations.........
Kind regards!
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Prat
 
There is the periwinkle that bends down...
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Réponse 3 / 12
chlomy Posted messages 25 Status Membre 2
 
Do you know the writer?
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gilles
 
alas no
have you heard of this song?
see you+
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monik > gilles
 
I have an extra verse: a peony that struts ...
In my mind, it was a bit of free imagination!... I also remember "a primrose that loses its mind" (but I'm not sure this is part of the original lyrics, it was a song we used to sing in choir, a bit freely!)
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gilles > monik
 
Hi Monik
thank you for your reply. Someone gave me the references of a work that cites this song "La pie voleuse," but I can't find this title with the publisher.
Anyway, thanks again for your reply.
Do you like these old songs? Personally, I really do, but most people think it's outdated.
Hugs and maybe see you soon
Gilles
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Necnom > monik
 
I also know, "a daisy that goes fast," "a periwinkle that leans," and also "a tulip with a pipe head," but I don't remember the order. However, the peony or the primrose doesn't ring a bell for me at all...
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Tina97 > Necnom
 

There is also a daisy coming back from the party and a periwinkle that thinks itself …

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chlomy
 
no sorry I don't know her
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baholistru
 
I often sing it at camp :-)
Pipe-head tulip
Barely opened violet
A bit wilted pansy
Chamomile daffodil
Bucolic colchicum
Marshmallow that runs away
A sun that marvels
Jasmin perlimpinpin
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prina
 
a periwinkle that bends,
a slightly wilted thought
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hayet
 
I learned this song in 1978/1979, my French teacher taught it to us. I was 9/10 years old, and today I still remember its lyrics. It was the good old days in primary school in Algiers.
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Patrick
 
Thank you all for the lyrics to this song, which I have been singing to my daughters since their birth. It’s a song I learned at school in 68 in French Guiana.
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Louise
 
Periwinkle at my belt....the magpie........
....... never
A periwinkle that leans.....
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AliDawoud
 

It's a pity that you didn't mention the other lyrics for the other flowers, I need them for children who remember well.
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eliane.l
 

besides....for your children

tulip has a pipe head

and for the violet, we used to say ''violet coming back from the party will not forgive her.''
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lomicheu
 

The rose at my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
To steal from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never
A barely opened rose
I will never forgive her

Periwinkle at my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
To steal from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never
A barely opened rose
A periwinkle that leans
I will never forgive her

Violet at my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
To steal from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never
A barely opened rose
A periwinkle that leans
A barely opened violet
I will never forgive her

Tulip at my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
To steal from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never
A barely opened rose
A periwinkle that leans
A barely opened violet
A pipe-headed tulip
I will never forgive her

Sun at my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
To steal from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never
A barely opened rose
A periwinkle that leans
A barely opened violet
A pipe-headed tulip
A marveling sun
I will never forgive her

Daisy at my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
To steal from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never
A barely opened rose
A periwinkle that leans
A barely opened violet
A pipe-headed tulip
A marveling sun
A daisy returning from the party
I will never forgive her

Colchicum at my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
To steal from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never
A barely opened rose
A periwinkle that leans
A barely opened violet
A pipe-headed tulip
A marveling sun
A daisy returning from the party
A bucolic colchicum
I will never forgive her

Thought at my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
To steal from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never
A barely opened rose
A periwinkle that leans
A barely opened violet
A pipe-headed tulip
A marveling sun
A daisy returning from the party
A bucolic colchicum
A slightly faded thought
I will never forgive her

Marshmallow at my belt
The magpie comes to steal from me
To steal from my belt
I will never forgive her
Never
A barely opened rose
A periwinkle that leans
A barely opened violet
A pipe-headed tulip
A marveling sun
A daisy returning from the party
A bucolic colchicum
A slightly faded thought
A marshmallow that escapes
I will never forgive her
Never

Words by Jean Riondet
Music by Pierre-Guy Amiot.
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