Open you ears and open your eyes, am telling’ the truth, can’t tell no lies.
Now, that piper handed the tune down to his children, and his children to their children, and the old people taught it to me.
What does it mean? Can you not see? Prut! Rub your spectacles and look again! (Howard Pyle’s ending to The Apple of Contentment) The story is told and a word is like a sparrow–once out it is out for good. If you like it, praise it if not, let it be forgotten.
Now, honorable dames and gentlemen, do not judge this story of mine too severely.
Now all is past: the story also, for all stories must come to an end at last.
But this story will go on, as long as grass grows and rivers run.
May God hold you in the palm of his hand and not squeeze too tight, may you be safe in heaven before the Devil hears of your death.
In that town there was a well and in that well there was a bell.
In fact, if I hadn’t been there myself, I never would have believed it could happen.
If you don’t believe this story is true, give me a dollar.
If you don’t believe me, go see for yourself.
If my story is not true, may the soles of my shoes turn to buttermilk.
If my story be sweet, if it is not sweet, take some elsewhere and let some come back to me.
If it be bitter, blame the teller & not the tale.
If my story be sweet, it is yours to keep.
If I get another story, I’ll stick it behind your ears.
I jumped on a spoon and away I flew and you’ve heard all my stories, so God bless you.
I jumped in the saddle and rode away to tell you the stories you’ve heard today.
For a potful of butter, I tell you another.
I hope you won’t fail to be pleased by my tale.
I go around the bend, I see a fence to mend, on it is hung my story end.
I am assured that it was really so, and we must believe it.
A grief shared by many is half a grief.
Don’t remember all of it from them days.
Chase the rooster and catch the hen, I’ll never tell a lie like that again.
But the prince and his wife lived together long and happily, and ruled their people well.
But do you want to know something interesting? The entire story took place in one afternoon!.
If you don’t like it, You can take it to Wales, And buy some nails And mend it.
Are you getting tired of this story yet? No? Well I’ve had enough If you want any more you can make it up yourselves.
And this was a story of how it happened.
And they’re all alive to this day, if they haven’t died since.
And they lived happily ever after… or if they didn’t, it’s none of OUR business.
And they ate and drank, and were merry and of good cheer, and if they have not stopped, they are merry and of good cheer to this very day!.
And the last person to tell that story….
And there happened in the end what should have happened in the beginning…and everyone knew and has never forgotten that whoever has a mind turned to wickedness is sure to end badly.
And that’s a true story! And that’s no word of a lie! (Eamonn Kelly).
And now, my story has gone that way, and I’ve come this way.
And like the little boy said as he sat on a block of Ice: “My tale is told!” (Chuck Larkin, and it’s the truth).
And if you are going to tell a lie, tell it big enough so that no one will believe you.
And if they have not died, they are living there to this very day.
And if they didn’t live happily ever after, that’s nothing to do with you or me.
And ever since then, that is the way it has been.
And as far as anyone knows, they are living there still to this day.
So try and find out when this was! (“Folktales of the Amur”)
All this happened a long time ago– so many years ago that if you counted them on your fingers among all the old men in the village you would have to borrow some from the children.
See: source and credits Folktale and Fairy Tale Endings 💡 Have you ever rescued something from the wastebasket? I rescued this list of fairy tale endings, but it was not I who made it. But of course, there are far more (interesting) folktale and fairy tale endings… “They lived happily ever after,” is the classic fairy tale ending.
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