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I once loved a lass and I loved her so well
And I hated all others who spoke of her ill. And now she's rewarded me well for my love, For she's gone and she's wed another. And I saw my love up to the church go With bridesmen and bridesmaidens she made a fine show. And I followed on with my heart full of woe For she's gone and she's wed another. I saw my love as she sat down to dine. I sat down beside her and poured the wine. And I thought of the lassie that should have been mine, I thought her sweet company better than meat Now she's gone and she's wed another. All the men in yon forest they asked of me, How many strawberries grow in a salt sea? And I answer them with a tear in my e'e, How many ships sail in the forest? Oh dig me a grave and dig it sae deep, And cover it over with wee flowers sae sweet. And I lay me down for to take a long sleep And maybe in time I'll forget her. So they dug him a grave and they dug it sae deep And they covered it over with wee flowers sae sweet And he lay him down for to take a long sleep And maybe in time he'll forget her. |
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Wondering and waiting, my back agaist the wall
Not a word that passed between us comes to recall Just you shadow at the window as you pass on down the hall You never wanted me and never knew me at all I haven't any picture to set before my eyes Nothing I can blame when the blues start to rise Just the memory of laughter and a living out of lies But if I could change my ways we would never have said goodbye If you ever get the time, please think of me It's a lock that can't be broken and there isn't any key I'm only in your mind, only you can set me free You can't hurt me anymore and it isn't hard to see Someday, someone will leave you and I know you'll feel the same But you'll mark it down to memory and a dream that never came But they are no answers given when love is just a game And you never wanted me and now I feel the same |
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This train don't carry no gamblers, this train,
This train don't carry no gamblers, this train, This train don't carry no gamblers No crap shooters, no midnight ramblers, This train don't carry no gamblers, this train. Chorus: This train is bound for glory, this train, This train is bound for glory, this train, This train is bound for glory, Don't carry nothin' but the righteous an' the holy This train is bound for glory, this train. This train goes down the track, this train, This train goes down the track, this train, This train goes down the track, And once you're on board you don't come back This train goes down the track, this train (Chorus) This train don't pay no transportation, this train, This train don't pay no transportation, this train, This train don't pay no transportation No Jim Crow and no discrimination, This train don't pay no transportation, this train. (Chorus) |
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Gold and silver is the autumn
Soft and gentle are her skies Yes I know, are the answers Written in my true love's eyes Autumn's leaving, winter's coming I think that I'll be moving on I've got to leave him and find another I've got to sing my heart's true song Round and round the burning circle All the seasons, one, two, and three Autumn leaves with the winter Spring is born and wanders free Gold and silver burnt my autumns All too soon they'd fade and die And then there were no others Milk and honey were their lives |
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It's a lesson too late for the learning
Made of sand, made of sand In the winking of an eye my soul is turning In your hand, in your hand. Chorus: Are you going away with no word of farewell? Will there be not a trace left behind? I could have loved you better Didn't mean to be unkind But you know that was the last thing on my mind. You had reasons plenty for going This I know, this I know. For the weeds have been steadily growing Please don't go, please don't go. (Chorus) As we walk, my thoughts are a-tumbling Round and round, round and round And the subway beneath my feet is a-rumbling Underground, underground (Chorus) As I lie in my bed in the morning Without you, without you. Every song in my breast dies a-borning Without you, without you. (Chorus) |
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| 3:21 |
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Make me a pallet on your floor
Make me a pallet on your floor Make it soft, make it low, so your woman don't know Make me a pallet on your floor. Come all you good time friends of mine, Come all you good time friends of mine. When I had ten dollars, you treated me so fine Where were you when I only had a dime. Come on and make me a pallet on your floor Make me a pallet on your floor Make it soft, make it low, so your woman don't know Make me a pallet on your floor. I'll be more than satisfied, If I could catch one train to ride But if I reach atlanta with no place to go, Please make me a pallet on your floor Make me a pallet on your floor Make me a pallet on your floor Make it soft, make it low, so your woman don't know Make me a pallet on your floor. I'm gonna make you a red-hot meal Gonna make you a red-hot meal To show you I appreciate all that you have done When you make me a pallet on your floor. Come on and make me a pallet on your floor Make me a pallet on your floor Make it soft, make it low, so your woman don't know Make me a pallet on your floor. |
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| 3:01 |
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Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me
Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me Before we get married some pleasure to see She got up behind him and away they did ride She got up behind him and away they did ride Over the hills and the valleys so wide They rode a little further and what did they spy They rode a little further and what did they spy But a new-dug grave with a spade lying by Oh Willy, oh Willy, I'm scared of your ways Oh Willy, oh Willy, I'm scared of your ways Scared you might lead my poor body astray Polly, pretty Polly, you've guessed just about right Polly, pretty Polly, you've guessed just about right I've dug on your grave the best part of last night And he stabbed her in the heart and the heart-blood did flow And he stabbed her in the heart and the heart-blood did flow Into her grave pretty Polly did go He threw a little dirt over her and started for home He threw a little dirt over her and started for home Leaving nothing behind but the wild birds to moan And it's debt to the devil, and Willy must pay And it's debt to the devil, and Willy must pay For killing pretty Polly and running away |
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| 5:04 |
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I've been on the road, so long
Been tired and broke, so long I've been to the south where the winds they were warm Travelling the road of no return, so long I've seen what was war, so long The ruins and the scars, so long The mansions of mud, the wounds and the blood Seen the dying of all that was good, so long. Seen the world in the shadow, so long Is its mushrooming cloud, so long And the lies and the greed of the leaders of men Those cheats who would take us to war again, so long. Yet hope is in me, so long For it's love that I see, so long The courage and strenght of the young men's smile The faith that's in a little child, so long I've travelled this road, so long Have been tired and broke, so long I've been to the south where the winds they were warm Travelling the road of no return, so long |
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| 3:45 |
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He was a man and a friend always
We rambled on in the bad old days. He never cared if I had no dough, He stuck with me in the rain and snow. Chorus: And here's to you, my ramblin' boy, May all your ramblin' bring you joy. Here's to you, my ramblin' boy, May all your ramblin' bring you joy. In Tulsa town we chanced to stray. We thought we try and work one day. The boss said he had room for one, Said my old pal, We'd rather bum. Late one night in a jungle camp The weather it was cold and damp. He got the chills and he got them bad, I lost the only friend I had. He left me here to ramble on, My ramblin' pal is dead and gone. When we die, we go somewhere, I'll bet you a dollar he'll be ramblin' there. |
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| 2:40 |
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Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me
Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me Before we get married some pleasure to see She got up behind him and away they did ride She got up behind him and away they did ride Over the hills and the valleys so wide They rode a little further and what did they spy They rode a little further and what did they spy But a new-dug grave with a spade lying by Oh Willy, oh Willy, I'm scared of your ways Oh Willy, oh Willy, I'm scared of your ways Scared you might lead my poor body astray Polly, pretty Polly, you've guessed just about right Polly, pretty Polly, you've guessed just about right I've dug on your grave the best part of last night And he stabbed her in the heart and the heart-blood did flow And he stabbed her in the heart and the heart-blood did flow Into her grave pretty Polly did go He threw a little dirt over her and started for home He threw a little dirt over her and started for home Leaving nothing behind but the wild birds to moan And it's debt to the devil, and Willy must pay And it's debt to the devil, and Willy must pay For killing pretty Polly and running away |
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| 4:32 |
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Gold and silver is the autumn
Soft and gentle are her skies Yes I know, are the answers Written in my true love's eyes Autumn's leaving, winter's coming I think that I'll be moving on I've got to leave him and find another I've got to sing my heart's true song Round and round the burning circle All the seasons, one, two, and three Autumn leaves with the winter Spring is born and wanders free Gold and silver burnt my autumns All too soon they'd fade and die And then there were no others Milk and honey were their lives |
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| 3:28 |
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It's a lesson too late for the learning
Made of sand, made of sand In the winking of an eye my soul is turning In your hand, in your hand. Chorus: Are you going away with no word of farewell? Will there be not a trace left behind? I could have loved you better Didn't mean to be unkind But you know that was the last thing on my mind. You had reasons plenty for going This I know, this I know. For the weeds have been steadily growing Please don't go, please don't go. (Chorus) As we walk, my thoughts are a-tumbling Round and round, round and round And the subway beneath my feet is a-rumbling Underground, underground (Chorus) As I lie in my bed in the morning Without you, without you. Every song in my breast dies a-borning Without you, without you. (Chorus) |
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| 3:13 |
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Make me a pallet on your floor
Make me a pallet on your floor Make it soft, make it low, so your woman don't know Make me a pallet on your floor. Come all you good time friends of mine, Come all you good time friends of mine. When I had ten dollars, you treated me so fine Where were you when I only had a dime. Come on and make me a pallet on your floor Make me a pallet on your floor Make it soft, make it low, so your woman don't know Make me a pallet on your floor. I'll be more than satisfied, If I could catch one train to ride But if I reach atlanta with no place to go, Please make me a pallet on your floor Make me a pallet on your floor Make me a pallet on your floor Make it soft, make it low, so your woman don't know Make me a pallet on your floor. I'm gonna make you a red-hot meal Gonna make you a red-hot meal To show you I appreciate all that you have done When you make me a pallet on your floor. Come on and make me a pallet on your floor Make me a pallet on your floor Make it soft, make it low, so your woman don't know Make me a pallet on your floor. |
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| 3:05 |
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| 4:05 |
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| 3:40 |
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| 4. |
| 2:25 |
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| 5. |
| 2:20 |
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| 6. |
| 3:23 |
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| 3:14 |
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| 2:23 |
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| 9. |
| 4:07 |
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| 3:17 |
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| 3:38 |
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| 2:26 |
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| 2:04 |
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| 2:13 |
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| 3:20 |
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| 3:08 |
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How often she has gazed from castle windows o'er,
And watched the daylight passing within her captive wall, With no-one to heed her call. The evening hour is fading within the dwindling sun, And in a lonely moment those embers will be gone And the last of all the young birds flown. Her days of precious freedom, forfeited long before, To live such fruitless years behind a guarded door, But those days will last no more. Tomorrow at this hour she will be far away, Much farther than these islands, Or the lonely Fotheringay <font color=white size=2> 성밖을 멍하니 바라보며 지낸지 얼마던가... 갇혀있는 벽 뒤에서 하루가 지는 모습을 지켜보며... 하지만 그녀의 외침을 듣는이는 아무도 없었지... 해가 지면서 날도 새어가네... 그 외로운 순간에도 숯은 타들어간다네... 그리고 하늘을 날던 새들도 이제는 멀어져간다네... 그녀의 자유로웠던 시절은 이미 오래전에 반납되었지... 이제는 간수가 지키는 문 뒤에서 의미없는 나날들을 보내고 있다네... 하지만, 이제 그러한 날들도 얼마 남지 않았다네... 내일 이맘때쯤, 그녀는 멀리 떠나갈거라네... 이 섬보다 훨씬 떨어진 곳으로... 외로운 Fotheringay를 떠나간다네 |
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| 2:55 |
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Please, Mr Lacey,
let me work your loving machine Please, Mr Lacey, let me work your loving machine Will you let me control the handles, you know it's the best thing I've ever seen Well, Mr Lacey, where'd you learn just what to do? Well, Mr Lacey, where'd you learn just what to do? Can you fix me up now with a teacher, I wanna become an inventor too Why, Mr Lacey, why d'you do the things you do? Why, Mr Lacey, why d'you do the things you do? It's true no one here understands now but maybe someday they'll catch up with you |
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If she knew what I've seen while I'm watching
Would she know where to smile, what to say? When she leaves from her book to be with me Where's her mind as she stands while I play? She left behind names in the pages And the time she took out, they stayed in Now she thinks that she maybe should tell them Of my book and the places she's been Now she's looking at me while I'm writing Does she know where to smile, what to say? When she leaves from her book to be with me What's she thinking about while I play |
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| 2:02 |
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| 5:56 |
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You may search at any cost
But how long can you search for what's not lost? Everybody will help you Some people are very kind But if I can save you any time Come on, give it to me I'll keep it with mine I can't help it, if you might think I'm odd If I say I'm loving you, not for what you are, but for what you're not Everybody will help you Discover what you set out to find But if I can save you any time Come on, give it to me I'll keep it with mine The train leaves at half past ten But I'll be back tomorrow at the same time again The conductor, he's weary He's still stuck on the line But if I can save you any time Come on, give it to me I'll keep it with mine |
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Rain comes from the east one night
We watch it come To hang like beaded curtains till the morning sun Water dripping from our clothes You, with raindrops on your nose Ask me sadly, "Please don't go away, love" "Till the rain is done," I say, "I'll stay now" Rain outside but inside we don't mind at all Shadows by the fire Slowly climb and fall Kisses fade and leave no trace Whispers vanish into space None will send me on a chase to nowhere What matters if I were the first to go there? Morning comes up from the east We watch it come And far away now rolls the angry rain god's drum You, with daybreak in your eyes Afraid to speak for telling lies I watch you search for some reply to lend me But when the rain is done we'll stop pretending |
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In Nottamun Town, not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look up Not a soul would look down Not a soul would look up Not a soul would look down To show me the way to fair Nottamun Town When the king and the queen and the company mourn Come a-walking behind And riding before Come a stark naked drummer A-beating the drum With his hands on his bosom come marching along Sat down on a hard, hard cold frozen stone Ten thousand around me Yet I was alone Took my hat in my hands For to keep my head warm Ten thousand got drownded that never was born In Nottamun Town, not a soul would look up Not a soul would look up Not a soul would look down Not a soul would look up Not a soul would look down To show me the way to fair Nottamun Town |
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My young love said to me "My mother won't mind
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind" And she laid her hand on me and this she did say "Oh, it will not be long, lord, till our wedding day" And she went away from me and moved through the fair And fondly I watched her move here and move there And then she went onward, just one star awake Like the swan in the evening moves over the lake Last night she came to me, my dead love came in So softly she came that her feet made no din And she laid her hand on me and this she did say "Oh, it will not be long, lord, till our wedding day |
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We used to say
That come the day We'd all be making songs Or finding better words These ideas never lasted long The way is up Along the road The air is growing thin Too many friends who tried Were blown off this mountain with the wind Meet on the ledge We're gonna meet on the ledge When my time is up I'm gonna see all my friends Meet on the ledge We're gonna meet on the ledge If you really mean it, it all comes round again Yet now I see I'm all alone But that's the only way to be You'll have your chance again Then you can do the work for me Meet on the ledge We're gonna meet on the ledge When my time is up I'm gonna see all my friends Meet on the ledge We're gonna meet on the ledge If you really mean it, it all comes round again Meet on the ledge We're gonna meet on the ledge When my time is up I'm gonna see all my friends Meet on the ledge We're gonna meet on the ledge If you really mean it, it all comes round again |
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My father he rides in your ships
And I know he would never mean harm But to see both sides of a quarrel Is to judge without hate or love Oh, oh, helpless and slow And you don't have anywhere to go You take away homes from the homeless And leave them to die in the cold The gypsy who begged for your presents He will laugh in your face when you're old Oh, oh, helpless and slow And you don't have anywhere to go Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey Another he drinks up his wine And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate For those of a different kind Oh, oh, helpless and slow And you don't have anywhere to go When the rivers run thicker than trouble I'll be there at your side in the flood It was all I could do to keep myself >From taking revenge of blood Oh, oh, helpless and slow And you don't have anywhere to go Oh, oh, helpless and slow And you don't have anywhere to go |
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C'est pas que je te demande De faire que tu n'as jamais fait C'est seulement qui'il fait trop tard Et il fait trop noir pour trouver la porte Mais si tu dois partir, va-t'en Mais si tu dois partir, va-t'en Si non, tu dois rester la nuit C'est pas que je te demande De prendre part dans ce jeu C'est seulement je n'ai pas de montre Demande toujours le par contre Mais si tu dois partir, va-t'en Mais si tu dois partir, va-t'en Si non, tu dois rester la nuit Tu sais j'aurai t put mal Et aussi mauvaise intentions Si je t'empche des le faire Ce que vraiment tout esprs Mais si tu dois partir, va-t'en Mais si tu dois partir, va-t'en Si onn, tu dois rester la nuit La la la .... Mais si tu dois partir, va-t'en Mais si tu dois partir, va-t'en Si non, tu dois rester la nuit **This song is Bob Dylan's 'If You Gotta Go, Go Now'. Here's the original: Listen to me, baby, There's something you must see. I want to be with you, gal, If you want to be with me. But if you got to go, It's all right. But if you got to go, go now, Or else you gotta stay all night. It ain't that I'm questionin' you. To take part in any quiz. It's just that I ain't got no watch An' you keep askin' me what time it is. But if you got to go, It's all right. But if you got to go, go now, Or else you gotta stay all night. I am just a poor boy, baby, Lookin' to connect. But I certainly don't want you thinkin' That I ain't got any respect. But if you got to go, It's all right. But if you got to go, go now, Or else you gotta stay all night. You know I'd have nightmares And a guilty conscience, too, If I kept you from anything That you really wanted to do. But if you got to go, It's all right. But if you got to go, go now, Or else you gotta stay all night. It ain't that I'm wantin' Anything you never gave before. It's just that I'll be sleepin' soon, It'll be too dark for you to find the door. But if you got to go, It's all right. But if you got to go, go now, Or else you gotta stay all night. |
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You must philosophise
But why must you bore me to tears? You're red around the eyes You tell me things no one else hears You spend all your time crying Crying the hours in tears Crying the hours in tears Come lend your time to me And you will know that you are free And when you look at me Don't think you're owning what you see For remember that you're free And that's what you want to be So just lend your time to me You must philosophise But why must you bore me to tears? You're red around the eyes You tell me things no one else hears You spend all your time crying Crying the hours in tears Crying the hours in to ears |
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A sailor's life, it is a merry life
He robs young girls of their heart's delight Leaving them behind to weep and mourn They never know when they will return Well, there's four and twenty all in a row My true love he makes the finest show He's proper, tall, genteel withal And if I don't have him, I'll have none at all Oh, father build for me a bonny boat That on the wide ocean I may float And every Queen's ship that we pass by There I'll inquire for my sailor boy They had not sailed long upon the deep When a Queen's ship they chanced to meet You sailors all, pray tell me true Does my sweet William sail among your crew? Oh no, fair maiden, he is not here For he's been drownded, we greatly fear On yon green island, as we passed it by There we lost sight of your sailing boy Well, she rung her hands and she tore her hair She was like a young girl in great despair And her little boat against a rock did run How can I live now? My sweet William is gone |
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Baby, that preacher gave you his pain
To ?let the window? on his finger in the undertaker's name (Chorus) Oh, cajun woman Some people still call you a queen I don't believe you're sinking With all the trouble you've been He grew up in the bayou with a Bible round his neck He never loved a woman in the way you would expect (Chorus) Don't tell him by his father, don't tell him by his name The dogs won't get to heaven, they'll crucify his brain (Chorus) Well, it's welcome to the graveyard and welcome to the throne Welcome to the orphanage where your family sit and moan Welcome to the liquor stand and welcome to the park Your mama never told you how lucky you are (Chorus |
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Across the evening sky,
all the birds are leaving But how can they know it's time for them to go Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming I have no thought of time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving I do not count the time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? And I am not alone while my love is near me I know it will be so until it's time to go So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again I have no fear of time For who knows how my love grows? And who knows where the time goes |
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Bad news, bad news, come to me where I sleep"
Turn, turn, turn again "Say, one of your friends is in trouble deep" Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind "Tell me the trouble, tell me once to my ear" Turn, turn, turn again "Joliet prison and ninety-nine years" Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind "Oh, what's the charge of how this came to be?" Turn, turn, turn again "Manslaughter in the highest degree" Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind I sat down and wrote the best words I could write Turn, turn, turn again Explaining to the judge I'd be there on Wednesday night Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind Without a reply, I left by the moon Turn, turn, turn again And was in his chambers by the next afternoon Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind "Would you tell me the facts," I said without fear Turn, turn, turn again "That a friend of mine could get ninety-nine years" Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind "A crash on the highway, flew the car to a field" Turn, turn, turn again "There was four persons killed and he was at the wheel" Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind "But I knew him as good as I'm knowing myself" Turn, turn, turn again "And he wouldn't harm a life that belonged to someone else" Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind The judge he spoke out of the side of his mouth Turn, turn, turn again Saying "The witness who saw, he left without doubt" Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind "That may be true, he's got a sentence to serve" Turn, turn, turn again "But ninety-nine years he just don't deserve" Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind "Too late, too late, for his case it is sealed" Turn, turn, turn again "His sentence it is passed and cannot be repealed" Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind "But he ain't no criminal and his crime it is none" Turn, turn, turn again "What happened to him could happen to anyone" Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind At that the judge jumped forward and his face it did freeze Turn, turn, turn again Saying "Could you kindly leave my office now please?" Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind His eyes looked funny and I stood up so slow Turn, turn, turn again With no other choice except for to go Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind I walked down the hallway and I heard his door slam Turn, turn, turn again I walked down the courthouse stairs and did not understand Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind And I played my guitar through the night to the day Turn, turn, turn again And the only tune my guitar could play was "The Old Cruel Rain And The Wind |
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Well, that big dumb blonde with Gorgeous George
And Turtle, a friend of theirs, with his cheques all forged And his cheeks in a trunk with a cheese in the cash You're all gonna be there at that million dollar bash, and it's (Chorus) Ooh baby, ooh-ee Ooh baby, ooh-ee It's that million dollar bash Everybody from right now go over there and back The louder they come, well the bigger they crack Come now, ?sweet pea?, and don't forget the flash We're all gonna meet at that million dollar bash (Chorus) Well, I took my counsellor out to the barn Silly Nelly was there, she told him a yarn Then along came Jones and emptied the trash Everybody went down to that million dollar bash (Chorus) Well, I been hittin' it too hard, you know, my ?sloes? won't take I get up in the morning, bit too early to wake First it's "Hello", then "Goodbye", they push and they crash But everybody's gonna make it to that million dollar bash (Chorus) Well, I looked at my watch then I looked at my wrists Punched myself in my face with my fists and I Took my taters back a-home to be mashed But then I made it right on to that million dollar bash (Chorus) (Chorus) (Chorus |
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Please, Mr Lacey,
let me work your loving machine Please, Mr Lacey, let me work your loving machine Will you let me control the handles, you know it's the best thing I've ever seen Well, Mr Lacey, where'd you learn just what to do? Well, Mr Lacey, where'd you learn just what to do? Can you fix me up now with a teacher, I wanna become an inventor too Why, Mr Lacey, why d'you do the things you do? Why, Mr Lacey, why d'you do the things you do? It's true no one here understands now but maybe someday they'll catch up with you |
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You must philosophise
But why must you bore me to tears? You're red around the eyes You tell me things no one else hears You spend all your time crying Crying the hours in tears Crying the hours in tears Come lend your time to me And you will know that you are free And when you look at me Don't think you're owning what you see For remember that you're free And that's what you want to be So just lend your time to me You must philosophise But why must you bore me to tears? You're red around the eyes You tell me things no one else hears You spend all your time crying Crying the hours in tears Crying the hours in to ears |
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Come all ye rolling minstrels
And together, we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Those that dance, will start to dance And those who don't will stay In time to [unverified] our merry tune That we play for you today So, come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Our fiddler, he just loves to play And that's why he plays so good And now he plays a violin Made out of solid wood So, come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Possessor of the magic touch And no magician he Will play for you some magic notes Instead, as you will see So, come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Sound of beating on the drum Song behind you'll hear And to the rhythm of guitar We hope you'll lend an ear So, come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Well, the man who plays the bass does make Those low notes that you hear And the high notes come from you and me For we will sing so clear So, come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky |
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One evening as I rambled
Among the leaves so green I overheard a young woman Converse with Reynardine Her hair was black, her eyes were blue Her lips as red as wine And he smiled to gaze upon her Did that sly old Reynardine She said, "Kind sir, be civil My company forsake For in my own opinion I fear you are some rake" "Oh no," he said, "no rake am I Brought up in Venus' train But I'm seeking for concealment All along the lonesome plain" "Your beauty so enticed me I could not pass it by So it's with my gun I'll guard you All on the mountains high" "And if by chance you should look for me Perhaps you'll not me find For I'll be in my castle Inquire for Reynardine" Sun and dark, she followed him His teeth did brightly shine And he led her up a-the mountains Did that sly old Reynardine |
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A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year
Lord Donald's wife came into the church, the gospel for to hear And when the meeting it was done, she cast her eyes about And there she saw little Matty Groves, walking in the crowd "Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight Come home with me, little Matty Groves, and sleep with me till light" "Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep with you tonight By the rings on your fingers I can tell you are my master's wife" "But if I am Lord Donald's wife, Lord Donald's not at home He is out in the far cornfields bringing the yearlings home" And a servant who was standing by and hearing what was said He swore Lord Donald he would know before the sun would set And in his hurry to carry the news, he bent his breast and ran And when he came to the broad millstream, he took off his shoes and he swam Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep When he awoke, Lord Donald was standing at his feet Saying "How do you like my feather bed and how do you like my sheets How do you like my lady who lies in your arms asleep?" "Oh, well I like your feather bed and well I like your sheets But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep" "Well, get up, get up," Lord Donald cried, "get up as quick as you can It'll never be said in fair England that I slew a naked man" "Oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life For you have two long beaten swords and I not a pocket knife" "Well it's true I have two beaten swords and they cost me deep in the purse But you will have the better of them and I will have the worse And you will strike the very first blow and strike it like a man I will strike the very next blow and I'll kill you if I can" So Matty struck the very first blow and he hurt Lord Donald sore Lord Donald struck the very next blow and Matty struck no more And then Lord Donald took his wife and he sat her on his knee Saying "Who do you like the best of us, Matty Groves or me?" And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free "I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you or your finery" Lord Donald he jumped up and loudly he did bawl He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall "A grave, a grave," Lord Donald cried, "to put these lovers in But bury my lady at the top for she was of noble kin |
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Farewell, farewell to you who would hear
You lonely travellers all The cold north wind will blow again The winding road does call And will you never return to see Your bruised and beaten sons? 'Oh, I would, I would, if welcome I were For they love me, every one' And will you never cut the cloth Or drink the light to be? And can you never swear a year To anyone of we? 'No, I will never cut the cloth Or drink the light to be But I'll swear a year to one who lies Asleep along side of me' Farewell, farewell to you who would hear You lonely travellers all The cold north wind will blow again The winding road does call |
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As I was a-walking down Radcliffe highway
A recruiting party came a-beating my way They enlisted me and treated me till I did not know And to the Queen's barracks they forced me to go When first I deserted, I thought myself free Until my cruel comrade informed against me I was quickly followed after and brought back with speed I was handcuffed and guarded, heavy irons put on me Court martial, court martial, they help upon me And the sentence passed upon me, three hundred and three May the Lord have mercy on them for their sad cruelty For now the Queen's duty lies heavy on me When next I deserted, I thought myself free Until my cruel sweetheart informed against me I was quickly followed after and brought back with speed I was handcuffed and guarded, heavy irons put on me Court martial, court martial, then quickly was got And the sentence passed upon me, that I was to be shot May the Lord have mercy on them for their sad cruelty For now the Queen's duty lies heavy on me Then up rode Prince Albert in his carriage and sticks Saying "Where is that young man whose coffin is fixed? Set him free from his irons and let him go free For he'll make a good soldier for his Queen and country |
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I forbid you maidens all that wear gold in your hair
To travel to Carter Hall for young Tam Lin is there None that go by Carter Hall but they leave him a pledge Either their mantles of green or else their maidenhead" Janet tied her kirtle green a bit above her knee And she's gone to Carter Hall as fast as go can she She'd not pulled a double rose, a rose but only two When up there came young Tam Lin says "Lady, pull no more" "And why come you to Carter Hall without command from me?" "I'll come and go", young Janet said, "and ask no leave of thee" Janet tied her kirtle green a bit above her knee And she's gone to her father as fast as go can she Well, up then spoke her father dear and he spoke meek and mild "Oh, and alas, Janet," he said, "I think you go with child" "Well, if that be so," Janet said, "myself shall bear the blame There's not a knight in all your hall shall get the baby's name For if my love were an earthly knight as he is an elfin grey I'd not change my own true love for any knight you have" Janet tied her kirtle green a bit above her knee And she's gone to Carter Hall as fast as go can she "Oh, tell to me, Tam Lin," she said, "why came you here to dwell?" "The Queen of Faeries caught me when from my horse I fell And at the end of seven years she pays a tithe to hell I so fair and full of flesh and feared it be myself But tonight is Hallowe'en and the faery folk ride Those that would their true love win at Miles Cross they must buy So first let past the horses black and then let past the brown Quickly run to the white steed and pull the rider down For I'll ride on the white steed, the nearest to the town For I was an earthly knight, they give me that renown Oh, they will turn me in your arms to a newt or a snake But hold me tight and fear not, I am your baby's father And they will turn me in your arms into a lion bold But hold me tight and fear not and you will love your child And they will turn me in your arms into a naked knight But cloak me in your mantle and keep me out of sight" In the middle of the night she heard the bridle ring She heeded what he did say and young Tam Lin did win Then up spoke the Faery Queen, an angry queen was she Woe betide her ?ill-fought? face, an ill death may she die "Oh, had I known, Tam Lin," she said, "what this knight I did see I have looked him in the eyes and turned him to a tree |
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Within the fire and out upon the sea
Crazy Man Michael was walking He met with a raven with eyes black as coals And shortly they were a-talking "Your future, your future, I would tell to you Your future, you often have asked me Your true love will die by your own right hand And Crazy Man Michael will cursed be" Michael he ranted and Michael he raved And beat at the four winds with his fists-oh He laughed and he cried, he shouted and he swore For his mad mind had trapped him with a kiss-oh "You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate You speak for the devil that haunts me For is she not the fairest in all the broad land? Your sorceror's words are to taunt me" He took out his dagger of fire and of steel And struck down the raven through the heart-oh The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin And the cold earth did wonder and start-oh "Oh, where is the raven that I struck down dead That here'd lie on the ground-oh? I see but my true love with a wound so red" Her lover's heart it did pound-oh Crazy Man Michael, he wanders and walks And talks to the night and the day-oh But his eyes they are sane and his speech it is clear And he longs to be far away-oh Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes And asks the wild woods their pardon For his true love is flown into every flower grown And he must be keeper of the garden |
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Come all ye rolling minstrels
And together, we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Those that dance, will start to dance And those who don't will stay In time to [unverified] our merry tune That we play for you today So, come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Our fiddler, he just loves to play And that's why he plays so good And now he plays a violin Made out of solid wood So, come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Possessor of the magic touch And no magician he Will play for you some magic notes Instead, as you will see So, come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Sound of beating on the drum Song behind you'll hear And to the rhythm of guitar We hope you'll lend an ear So, come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Well, the man who plays the bass does make Those low notes that you hear And the high notes come from you and me For we will sing so clear So, come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky |
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| 9. |
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A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year
Lord Donald's wife came into the church, the gospel for to hear And when the meeting it was done, she cast her eyes about And there she saw little Matty Groves, walking in the crowd "Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight Come home with me, little Matty Groves, and sleep with me till light" "Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep with you tonight By the rings on your fingers I can tell you are my master's wife" "But if I am Lord Donald's wife, Lord Donald's not at home He is out in the far cornfields bringing the yearlings home" And a servant who was standing by and hearing what was said He swore Lord Donald he would know before the sun would set And in his hurry to carry the news, he bent his breast and ran And when he came to the broad millstream, he took off his shoes and he swam Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep When he awoke, Lord Donald was standing at his feet Saying "How do you like my feather bed and how do you like my sheets How do you like my lady who lies in your arms asleep?" "Oh, well I like your feather bed and well I like your sheets But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep" "Well, get up, get up," Lord Donald cried, "get up as quick as you can It'll never be said in fair England that I slew a naked man" "Oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life For you have two long beaten swords and I not a pocket knife" "Well it's true I have two beaten swords and they cost me deep in the purse But you will have the better of them and I will have the worse And you will strike the very first blow and strike it like a man I will strike the very next blow and I'll kill you if I can" So Matty struck the very first blow and he hurt Lord Donald sore Lord Donald struck the very next blow and Matty struck no more And then Lord Donald took his wife and he sat her on his knee Saying "Who do you like the best of us, Matty Groves or me?" And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free "I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you or your finery" Lord Donald he jumped up and loudly he did bawl He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall "A grave, a grave," Lord Donald cried, "to put these lovers in But bury my lady at the top for she was of noble kin |
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| 5:33 |
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| 3:20 |
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| 3:53 |
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| 3:53 |
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| 3:56 |
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There was a gypsy came over the land,
He sang so sweet and gaily. He sang beneath the wild wood tree And charmed the great lord's lady. The lord he did come home Enquiring for his lady She's gone, she's gone, said the serving man, She's gone with the gypsy Davey. Go saddle me my black mare, The grey is ne'er so speedy. And I'll ride all night and I'll ride all day Till I overtake my lady. He rode all by the riverside On the grass so wet and dewy. And seated with her gipsy lad It's there he spied his lady. Would you forsake your house and home, Would you forsake your baby? Would you forsake your own true love And the promises you gave me? What care I for my house and home Or even my wee baby? What care I for my own true love For I love the gypsy Davey. Well it's fare thee well my dearest dear, It's fare thee well forever. And if you don't return with me I swear you'll see me never. And the lord he did go homeward And kissed his own wee baby. And ere six months had passed away He'd married another lady. |
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| 4:34 |
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The wine it was drunk, the ship it was sunk,
The shot it was dead, all the sorrows were drowned. The birds they were clouds, the brides and the shrouds And as we drew south the mist it came down. The wooded ravine to the wandering stream, The serpent he moved, but no-one would say. The depths of the waters, the bridge which distraught us And brought to me thoughts of the ill-fated day. The temples were filled with the strangest of creatures One played it by ear on the banks of the sea. That one was found but the others they went under. Oh the tears which are shed, they won't come from me. The methods of madness, the pathos and the sadness, God help you all, the insane and wise. The black and the white, the darkness of the night, I see only smoke from the chimneys arise. The pilot he flew all across the sky and woke me. He flew solo on the mercury sea. The dream it came back, all about the tall brown people, The sacred young herd on the phosphorus sand. |
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| 4:02 |
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The dancing plants grow low
Burning embers start to glow The pictures soon will fade Pictures that the flames have made Your hazy, wistful face Suddenly is gone without a trace [Chorus] Summer days I'll float downstream Wondering where the day has been Boats that sail away at night Come the day Have sailed far out of sight Reminiscing summer walks Empty glances, moonlit talks Candyfloss and ice-cream cones Discothques and rolling stones Passing fancies fly away Empty shadows on a sunlit bay [Chorus: x 2] Fotheringay version The dancing flowers grow low Burning embers start to glow The pictures soon will fade Pictures that the flames have made Your hazy, wistful face Suddenly is gone without a trace Reminiscing summer walks Empty glances, moonlit talks Promises that mean so much Broken with a single touch Passing fancies fly away Painting shadows on the sunlit bay [Chorus] Summer days I'll float downstream Wondering where the day has been Boats that sail away at night Come the dawn Have sailed far out of sight Deserted evening warm and still Strangers come and go at will Driftwood on the silent shore Laughter from an open door Friendly faces once again Come inside before it starts to rain [Chorus] |
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| 4:31 |
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The wine it was drunk, the ship it was sunk,
The shot it was dead, all the sorrows were drowned. The birds they were clouds, the brides and the shrouds And as we drew south the mist it came down. The wooded ravine to the wandering stream, The serpent he moved, but no-one would say. The depths of the waters, the bridge which distraught us And brought to me thoughts of the ill-fated day. The temples were filled with the strangest of creatures One played it by ear on the banks of the sea. That one was found but the others they went under. Oh the tears which are shed, they won't come from me. The methods of madness, the pathos and the sadness, God help you all, the insane and wise. The black and the white, the darkness of the night, I see only smoke from the chimneys arise. The pilot he flew all across the sky and woke me. He flew solo on the mercury sea. The dream it came back, all about the tall brown people, The sacred young herd on the phosphorus sand. |
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| 4:12 |
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One evening fair I took the air
Down by Blackwaterside 'Twas gazing all around me When the Irish lad I spied All through the first part of that night We did lie in sport and play, When this young man arose and he gathered his clothes, Saying, ``Fare thee well today''. That's not the promise that you gave to me When the first you lay on my breast, You could make me believe with your lying tongue That the sun rose in the west. Go home, go home, to your father's garden Go home and weep your fill, And think upon your own misfortune Which you bought with your wanton will. There's not one girl in this whole town As easily led as I, And when the sky does fall and the seas will run dry, Why, it's then you'll marry I. |
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To cross the wide sea I deserted,
From the shore I did fly. I thought it time that I travelled, So I took to the roads of the sky. It was late and the wind it did gently blow, Oh the night it was calm. I saw the flower of the ocean And the universe did me noo harm, It said to fly on. The sea captain he loved the ocean, But his ship was on fire. His hands they did stretch out before him, For to take one of many desires, But there was no time. Across the wide sea he departed, From the ship he did fly. He thought it time that he travelled And I saw him as he passed by, And I saw him as he passed by. |
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| 3:20 |
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Crash on the levee, mama,
Water's gonna overflow, Swamp's gonna rise, No boat's gonna row. Now, you can train on down To Williams Point, You can bust your feet, You can rock this joint. But oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? You're gonna have to find yourself Another best friend, somehow. Now, don't you try an' move me, You're just gonna lose. There's a crash on the levee And, mama, you've been refused. Well, it's sugar for sugar And salt for salt, If you go down in the flood, It's gonna be your own fault. Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? You're gonna have to find yourself Another best friend, somehow. Well, that high tide's risin', Mama, don't you let me down. Pack up your suitcase, Mama, don't you make a sound. Now, it's king for king, Queen for queen, It's gonna be the meanest flood That anybody's seen. Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? Yes, you're gonna have to find yourself Another best friend, somehow. |
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| 4:39 |
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''My shadow follows me
Wherever I should chance to go'', John The Gun did say. ''If you should chance to meet me As I wander to and fro, Sad would be your day. My life is mine and the light did shine Till the guns they did go through me, So now I shall never fall. Ideals of peace are gold which fools have found Upon the plains of war. I shall destroy them all.'' Chorus Put away your guns of steel, Death comes too soon for all. Your Master He may need you soon, And you must heed His call. ''I am the master of the games That you will hardly ever play, So I will teach your sons. And if they should die Before the evening of their span of days, Why, then they will die young.'' (Chorus) ''Condemn me not, For always will I play the game of war, In moonshine or in sun. And if any cross the path I choose to tread, Their chances they are poor. My name is John The Gun.'' (Chorus) |
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| 4:25 |
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Then came the question and it was about time.
The answer came back and it was long. The house it was built by some man in a rhyme, But whatever came of his talented son? Who wrote me a dialogue set to a tune? Always you told me of being alone, Except for the stories about God and you, And do you still live there in Buffalo? They put up the walls with no more to say, Nobody stopped to ask why it was done. The stream was too far and the rain was too high, So into the city the river did run. Because of the architect the buildings fell down, Smothered or drowned all the seeds which were sown. I wish I were somewhere, but not in this town. Maybe the ocean next time around. I seem to remember the face and the name, But if it's not you I won't care. I know of changes, but nothing would change you To Theo the sailor who sings in his lair. And then I'll turn and he won't be there, Dusky black windows to light the dark stair, Candles all gnarled in the musty air All without flames for many's the year. |
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The steps he took were nice and easy.
He never knew he could stumble and go down. As he saw the buildings and the mountains crumble, Over the road he would take to the town. He said, ``Next year I'm coming back, I'll see you later.'' It takes longer when you're far away. There's a tale which says he was pursued by an assassin. What he knows of that, no-one can tell. How close he came to the trapper, But he stopped by a wishing well. He said, ``Next year there will be many flowers, Each one much brighter than the one before.'' As he turned he caught the feeling, And he smiled as he walked down the road. All my days they are filled with meaning, But I have yet to fathom the code. But next year I'll call the tune and it won't be easy, The timing's all out of place with how you feel. Next year I'm coming back, I'll see you later. It takes longer when you are far away. Next year there will be many flowers, Each one much brighter than the one before. Next year I'll call the tune and it won't be easy, The timing's all out of place with how you feel |
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| 2:45 |
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Well, come-a little baby
let's jump the broomstick Come on let's tie a knot Come a little baby let's jump the broomstick Come on let's tie a knot Sister don't like it, your brother don't like it father don't like it, your mother don't like it Come-a little baby let's jump the broomstick Come on let's tie a knot Well, Goin' to Alabama back from Texarkana Goin' all round the world I'm goin' to Alabama back from Texarkana Goin' all round the world your sister don't like it, my brother don't like it your father don't like it, my mother don't like it Come a little baby let's jump the broomstick Come on let's tie a knot Come-a little baby, don't-a mean-a maybe Come a let's settle down Come a little baby, don't-a mean-a maybe Come a let's settle down My sister don't like it, your brother don't like it My father don't like it, My mother don't like it Come a little baby let's jump the broomstick Come on let's tie a knot |
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The summer was the reason
Why it took so long to see That even if I do possess Some seeds of honesty, There is no garden, So how come I have no land? I shall be waiting here awhile To see what comes to hand. Misers mise and compromise; I know what I have seen. The wanderers are in the east; That's where I should have been. But I did not go there; I couldn't find the way. I do believe I made a try, But I really couldn't say. Oh, that wretched Wilbur, He keeps ploughing up the land. He fights the battle thoughtfully With roses in his hands. But where is the fight now? So play us your merry song. The autumn, it has blown away, And the winter, it is long. |
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| 3:29 |
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They stood upon the deck
As the ship went out to sea The wind it took the sails And left the land a memory All upon the shore for To wonder why the sailor goes All to close their eyes And wonder what the sailor knows That is you to they That is how they think you are Never on the land But sailing by the north star That is you to them That is how they think you are Never on the land But sailing by the north star To the tower and to the ravens and The tale that hopes they'll never leave What if they should go? We always dread to think of them I wonder if they flew one day And no one ever knew they'd gone To circle over ships at sea Claiming yet another son That is you to me That is where I think you are Never on the land But gone to find the north star |
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Missed the morning too, didn't rise before noon.
She's a lazy lady today. Always yawning, you with your eyes on the moon. Your're a crazy lady I'd say, da da da. Now should I say more, for I know so well And you're no hazy maiden in grey. How can I be sure, it's not easy to tell. But you're a crazy lady, I'd say. Crazy lady |
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One evening fair I took the air
Down by Blackwaterside 'Twas gazing all around me When the Irish lad I spied All through the first part of that night We did lie in sport and play, When this young man arose and he gathered his clothes, Saying, ``Fare thee well today''. That's not the promise that you gave to me When the first you lay on my breast, You could make me believe with your lying tongue That the sun rose in the west. Go home, go home, to your father's garden Go home and weep your fill, And think upon your own misfortune Which you bought with your wanton will. There's not one girl in this whole town As easily led as I, And when the sky does fall and the seas will run dry, Why, it's then you'll marry I. |
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Then came the question and it was about time.
The answer came back and it was long. The house it was built by some man in a rhyme, But whatever came of his talented son? Who wrote me a dialogue set to a tune? Always you told me of being alone, Except for the stories about God and you, And do you still live there in Buffalo? They put up the walls with no more to say, Nobody stopped to ask why it was done. The stream was too far and the rain was too high, So into the city the river did run. Because of the architect the buildings fell down, Smothered or drowned all the seeds which were sown. I wish I were somewhere, but not in this town. Maybe the ocean next time around. I seem to remember the face and the name, But if it's not you I won't care. I know of changes, but nothing would change you To Theo the sailor who sings in his lair. And then I'll turn and he won't be there, Dusky black windows to light the dark stair, Candles all gnarled in the musty air All without flames for many's the year. |
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| 3:41 |
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| 1. |
| 5:15 |
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Oh it's like a storm at sea
And everything is lost, And the fretful sailors calling out their woes, As to the waves they're tossed. Oh they are all gentlemen, And never will they know If there is a reason each of them must go, To join the cruel flow. And it'll take a long, long time. It'll take a long, long time. It'll take a long, long time. Oh it'll take such a long, long time. There is no need for rules, There's no-one to score the game And there is nobody living in this town As even knows its name. Oh it'll take such a long, long time. It'll take a long, long time. It'll take a long, long time. A long, long time. |
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My young man, oh he is so fine,
Sweet Rosemary did say. She gathered flowers and she sang All about her wedding day. Oh when I was a lass at school I looked out at the sky, And now among the woodlands cool, Gathering sweet primroses I. I wish I was a little bird, With wings that I could fly, Then I would find my own true love, And when he'd speak then I'd be by. My heart would flutter like the wings, Oh to see my own dear one. And pretty words I'd like to sing All beneath the morning sun. Oh, my young man, oh he is so fine, Sweet Rosemary did say. She gathered flowers and she sang All about her wedding day. She gathered flowers and she sang All about her wedding day. |
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| 4:13 |
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Although the flames they are so dim,
I can see them from over here. But this is no time to worry now, No time to shed a tear. The people are all smiling, And the letters are all too, The flowers they are all arranged And the notes they are all blue. Where are the words to say to you, Where do they all begin. I should not have a lot to lose And everything to win. And I want you to be smiling, I want you not to cry. And even if I hide away, Then you'll get the notion why. A symphony I learnt at school, In pigeonholes so clear, But it made me for to write no songs, For nobody to hear. And I see you are all smiling Even in the candle light. Just close your eyes and fall asleep, And I think you'll be alright. Close your eyes and fall asleep, And I think you'll be alright |
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If today was not an endless highway,
If tonight was not a crooked trail, If tomorrow wasn't such a long time, Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all. Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting, And if I could hear his heart softly pounding, Only if he was lying by me. Then I'd lie in my bed once again. I can't see my reflection in the waters, I can't speak the sounds that show no pain, I can't hear the echo of my footsteps, Or can't remember the sound of my own name. Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting, And if I could hear his heart softly pounding, Only if he was lying by me. Then I'd lie in my bed once again. There's beauty in the silver, singing river, There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky, But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes. Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting, And if I could hear his heart softly pounding, Only if he was lying by me. Then I'd lie in my bed once again. |
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| 4:26 |
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As gentle tides go rolling by,
Along the salt sea strand The colours blend and roll as one Together in the sand. And often do the winds entwine Do send their distant call, The quiet joys of brotherhood, And love is lord of all. The oak and weed together rise, Along the common ground. The mare and stallion light and dark Have thunder in their sound. The rainbow sign, the blended flower Still have my heart in thrall. The quiet joys of brotherhood, And love is lord of all. But man has come to plough the tide, The oak lies on the ground. I hear their tires in the fields, They drive the stallion down. The roses bleed both light and dark, The winds do seldom call. The running sands recall the time When love was lord of all. |
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The young man rose his pretty face,
All for to feel the salty spray. When storms are mustering, they say I'll come and take you all away. I am a traveller by trade, I only have what I have made. A fortune teller too they say, And I can take you all away. Chorus: Listen Listen to him do. He is the one who is for you. Listen, they say He'll come and take us all away. And over there the young man stayed, Upon on the rocks so rough and grey. Watching the boy, watching the day Thinking of how he came to be. A young man he, he is so real, And never more to go astray. He is of value now they say, And he can take himself away. (Chorus) |
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| 4:00 |
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The lady she had a silver tongue.
For to sing she said, And maybe that's all. Wait for the dawn and we will have that song. When it ends it will seem That we hear silence fall. The lady she had a golden heart, For to love, she said And she did not lie. Wait for the dawn and we'll watch for the sun. As we turn it will seem To arise in the sky. We heard that song while watching the skies, Oh the sound it rang So clear through the cold. Then silence fell and the sun did arise On a beautiful morning of silver and gold. |
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| 8. |
| 3:51 |
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I can't believe that it's so cold
And there ain't been no snow. The sound of music it comes to me From every place I go. Sunday morning, there's no one in church But the clergy's chosen man And he is fine I won't worry about him Got the book in his hand. There's a bitter east wind and the fields are swaying The crows are round their nests. I wonder what he's in there saying To all those souls at rest. I see the path which led to the door And the clergy's chosen man Bushes and briars, you and I Where do we stand? I wonder if he knows I'm here Watching the briars grow. And all these people beneath my shoes, I wonder if they know. There was a time when every last one Knew a clergy's chosen man Where are they now? Thistles and thorns Among the sand. I can't believe that it's so cold And there ain't been no snow. The sound of music it comes to me From every place I go. Sunday morning, there's no one in church But the clergy's chosen man Bushes and briars, thistles and thorns Upon the land. |
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| 5:05 |
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My name is Jan the gypsy
I travel the land. There are no chains about me I am me own man. I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise Of the places I have been, oh, And they ain't no lies. I've never had a proper home, Not one like yours is. I've nearly always had a caravan With horses. And I know you won't believe me Though it is the truth to tell That the living it is hard, oh, But it suits me well. I am I traveller of the seas, I am a sailor. The ocean has been good to me, She ain't no jailor. I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise Of the places I have sailed, oh, And they ain't no lies. I've never had a garden, Or a place with windows. I stand upon the salty deck, And feel the wind blow. And I know you won't believe me Though it is the truth to tell That the living it is hard, oh, But it suits me well. My mother was a fire-eater, 'Fore she desert us. So when I was only seven years old I joined the circus. And I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise Of the places we have played, oh, And it ain't no lies. I've never had no money, And no hope to get none. I can always get a penny, When there is good reason. And I know you won't believe me Though it is the truth to tell That the living it is hard, oh, But it suits me well.<BR |
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I'm a long way from you,
I'm a long way from home. And who cares for the feeling Of being alone? The notes and the words They will always unfold And I'm left with a manuscript That will grow old And the secrets all told anyway. So the song it is yours, And the song it is mine. And a cold wind it blows Through good fortunes of time. The hobo he leaves When the going is bad And the music he weaves Is so gentle and sad. But freedom he has anyway |
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| 4:34 |
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Although the flames they are so dim,
I can see them from over here. But this is no time to worry now, No time to shed a tear. The people are all smiling, And the letters are all too, The flowers they are all arranged And the notes they are all blue. Where are the words to say to you, Where do they all begin. I should not have a lot to lose And everything to win. And I want you to be smiling, I want you not to cry. And even if I hide away, Then you'll get the notion why. A symphony I learnt at school, In pigeonholes so clear, But it made me for to write no songs, For nobody to hear. And I see you are all smiling Even in the candle light. Just close your eyes and fall asleep, And I think you'll be alright. Close your eyes and fall asleep, And I think you'll be alright |
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| 13. |
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I'm a long way from you,
I'm a long way from home. And who cares for the feeling Of being alone? The notes and the words They will always unfold And I'm left with a manuscript That will grow old And the secrets all told anyway. So the song it is yours, And the song it is mine. And a cold wind it blows Through good fortunes of time. The hobo he leaves When the going is bad And the music he weaves Is so gentle and sad. But freedom he has anyway |
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| 14. |
| 3:51 |
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Summer skies are gone for ever
Nothing left but to remember Morning leaves a bed of echoes Tears of blood in weaping meadows Can you see me, can you hear me Can you leave me here in silence? Drums and flags and trumpets playing Armies in the night are praying Hymns of hate to have their souls blessed For the morning's blood shed harvest Can you reach me, can you hold me Can you leave me here in silence? Take my children, golden children Grow them, train them, cut them, kill them For the justice of your Jesus For the service of your leaders Can you feel me, can you touch me Can you leave me here in silence? Innocence is gone forever Nothing left but to remember Autumn cracks the leaves of pity Winter chokes the cries of mercy Can you free me, can you love me Can you leave me here in silence? |
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| 15. |
| 7:38 |
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Where are you riding to Sir Knight
Alone and armed for war? If not to fight for right Sir Knight Then what are weapons for? Why d'you hide your face Sir Knight Within a face of iron? The more you shield your eyes from light The more you'll make them blind. Turn your horse for home Sir Knight Your hawk and hounds are waiting. Your lady does not sleep at night She fears the hand of fate tonight. Turn your face towards the sun And listen to the minutes run Oh can't you feel the warning breeze And hear the whisper in the trees? Look behind you, man of iron And your children call and do Not find you and a wall of silent Laughter scornes the chorus of their cries. Was this the end you chose, Sir Knight? Was this why you were born so bright? The wolves will chew your bones tonight It is your brother's hand you hold so tight. Your brother's blood, your brother's life, Your brother's love, your brother's knife. |
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| Disc 8 | ||||||
| 1. |
| 4:29 |
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Good morning, good afternoon,
And what have you got to say? Well i'm waiting, but i can't stay long, It's such a lovely day. There's a time to be talking And a time when it's no use. Right now i think the things you say Are liable to confuse. I've just gone solo. Do you play solo? Ain't life a solo? What a wonderful way to live, She's travelling all over the world. Why, the fame and all the golden Opportunities unfurled. No time for the gent with the mulliner bentley And heaven knows what else. Why, he wouldn't even stand a chance With all his oil-wells. She just went solo. Do you play solo? Ain't life a solo? I've always lived in a mansion On the other side of the moon. I've always kept a unicorn And i never sing out of tune. I could tell you that the grass is really greener On the other side of the hill, But i can't communicate with you And i guess i never will. We've all gone solo. We all play solo. Ain't life a solo? |
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| 2. |
| 4:14 |
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Roses are red, and violets are blue,
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, Like the music we hear, Those things we'll always hold dear, Like an old fashioned waltz. When the moonlight shines down On the hollywood world, And the heroine waits for her beau to return, And violins play from behind garden walls, How i'd love to remain with the silver refrain Of an old fashioned waltz. As they dance round the floor, And there's no-one else there,And the world is no more and there's never a care, By the perfect lagoon where the nightingale calls, With only the moon and the nostalgic tune Of an old fashioned waltz. Roses are red and violets are blue, Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, Like the music we hear, Those things we'll always hold dear, Like an old fashioned waltz, Like an old fashioned waltz, An old fashioned waltz. |
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| 4:00 |
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Why do you whisper, green grass,
Why tell the trees what ain't so? Whispering grass, The trees don't have to know. Why tell them all your secrets, Who kissed there long ago? Whispering grass, The trees don't need to know. Don't you tell it to the breeze, 'cause she will tell the birds and bees, And everyone will know Because you told them once before. Yes you told them once before, It's no secret anymore. Why tell them all the old things, They're buried under the snow. Whispering grass, don't tell the trees, 'cause the trees don't need to know. Now don't you tell it to the breeze 'cause she will tell the birds and bees, And everyone will know Because you told them once before. Yes you told them once before, It's no secret anymore. Why tell them all the old things, They're buried under the snow. Whispering grass, don't tell the trees, 'cause the trees don't need to know. |
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| 3:35 |
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I've watched you rise up and I've watched you fall down
'Til you've lost everything but what money can own. And you feel alright now, but for how long? You feel alright now, how long? Do me a favour, stay away from my door. I could use some good company but I don't care for yours. No more pageants, no more. No more pageants, no more. I find your words empty and you know as a rule To you I have purposefully never been cruel. But you waste my time, such fools. You waste my time, such fools. My love is not here, my love is away. You've caught me alone but you've nothing to say. And it's time to leave now and you know the way. And it's time to leave and you know the way. Go and live in the country and I'll stay in town. I have everything but what money can own. And I'll be just fine now, so long. I'll be just fine now, so long. So long. |
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| 5:47 |
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The summertime's escaping, and the carnival's away,
And the sunshine is awaiting for another sunny day. Breakers whisper to the shells upon the shore, And hear the seagulls they cry for more. And hear the gulls they cry for more. Good day to you sweet autumn, so gently you appear. Why i never even realised those rustic times were near. The moment's changing from a dusty green to gold, The summer fair she has grown old. The summer fair she has grown old. And away in the blue of the skies and over the treesHow the carnival flies on the wings of a breeze. You've had your time and now it's mine for me to go, These colder days they move too slow. These older days they move too slow. So the summertime is leaving, and the carnival's away, So the sunshine is relieving us of all our sunny days. But i'll be waiting for to greet your fleeting calls, So come back soon the carnival. So come back soon the carnival. Come back soon. |
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| 6. |
| 4:32 |
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Love, oh don't we know
How can the river flow without you Warming like the sand upon the land How can we doubt you? Dark to me the night And dim the morning light Tomorrow, how can we not see The simple melody of sorrow? Oh to be with you, oh to see them through Those days when we think you are gone They are so lonesome and so long What shall we do? Parting comes to soon, my weary tune Has lost its pleasure Waiting for the time, this lonely wine Has lost its treasure Dark to me the night And dim the morning light Tomorrow, how can we not see The simple melody of sorrow? Oh to be with you, oh to see them through These days when we think you are gone They are so lonesome and so long What shall I do? |
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| 7. |
| 6:31 |
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Oh, babe, you are the one I love,
You are the one I'm thinking of. You know it's still a long long way, But I'll be home at the end of the day. I'll sing my songs just for you And I'll bring my love home to you. I can hardly wait to see your face again, But I'll be home at the end of the day. Just miles and miles of rosy sky, I'll fall asleep by and by. I'm crying now 'cos you're so far away But I'll be home at the end of the day. Oh, babe, you are the one I love, You are the one I'm thinking of. So many words I need to say. You'll hear them all at the end of the day. But I'll be home at the end of the day. |
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| 8. |
| 3:45 |
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I'd work for you, I'd even slave for you
I'd be a beggar or a knave for you And if that isn't love it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along I'd gladly move the earth for you To prove my love dear and its worth for you And if that isn't love it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along With all the words dear at my command I just can't make you understand I'll always love you, darling, come what may My heart is yours, what more can I say I'd sigh for you, I'd cry for you I'd tear the stars down from the sky for you And if that isn't love it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along I'd sigh for you, I'd cry for you I'd tear the stars down from the sky for you And if that isn't love it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along |
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| 9. |
| 6:40 |
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They said that it was snowing in astounded tones upon the news.
I wonder why they're always so surprised 'cos every year it snows. Frozen images of snowploughs as they churn along the motorways. I haven't had no boots to wear or any loot to spare for days and days. I've travelled more than forty miles today, i must have grown some wings. It's strange how time just seems to fly away, i can't remember things. In a world of my own they say and who can blame them, they're just not the same. I've known about it all along though i thought i was all wrong, and it's such a shame. Why don't you have any brushes any more, i used to like your style. I see no paintings anywhere and there's no smell of turpentine. Did i really have no meaning? well i never thought i'd hear those words from you.Who needs a meaning anyway, i'd settle anyday for a very fine view. I couldn't even tell you all the changes since you saw me last. My dreams were like the autumn leaves, they faded and they fell so fast. In fact as you say the snows are here and how the time it slips away. But i'm glad you did pass by, i think i'll have another try. it's another day. The day and then the night have gone, it was not long before the dawn, And the travelling man who sat so stiffly in his chair began to yawn. Having kept me here so long my friend, i hope you have a sleeping place to lend, But the painter he just smiled and said: i'll see you in a while, this one has no end. |
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| 10. |
| 4:30 |
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Good morning, good afternoon,
And what have you got to say? Well i'm waiting, but i can't stay long, It's such a lovely day. There's a time to be talking And a time when it's no use. Right now i think the things you say Are liable to confuse. I've just gone solo. Do you play solo? Ain't life a solo? What a wonderful way to live, She's travelling all over the world. Why, the fame and all the golden Opportunities unfurled. No time for the gent with the mulliner bentley And heaven knows what else. Why, he wouldn't even stand a chance With all his oil-wells. She just went solo. Do you play solo? Ain't life a solo? I've always lived in a mansion On the other side of the moon. I've always kept a unicorn And i never sing out of tune. I could tell you that the grass is really greener On the other side of the hill, But i can't communicate with you And i guess i never will. We've all gone solo. We all play solo. Ain't life a solo? |
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| 11. |
| 4:15 |
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Roses are red, and violets are blue,
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, Like the music we hear, Those things we'll always hold dear, Like an old fashioned waltz. When the moonlight shines down On the hollywood world, And the heroine waits for her beau to return, And violins play from behind garden walls, How i'd love to remain with the silver refrain Of an old fashioned waltz. As they dance round the floor, And there's no-one else there,And the world is no more and there's never a care, By the perfect lagoon where the nightingale calls, With only the moon and the nostalgic tune Of an old fashioned waltz. Roses are red and violets are blue, Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, Like the music we hear, Those things we'll always hold dear, Like an old fashioned waltz, Like an old fashioned waltz, An old fashioned waltz. |
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| 3:34 |
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I've watched you rise up and I've watched you fall down
'Til you've lost everything but what money can own. And you feel alright now, but for how long? You feel alright now, how long? Do me a favour, stay away from my door. I could use some good company but I don't care for yours. No more pageants, no more. No more pageants, no more. I find your words empty and you know as a rule To you I have purposefully never been cruel. But you waste my time, such fools. You waste my time, such fools. My love is not here, my love is away. You've caught me alone but you've nothing to say. And it's time to leave now and you know the way. And it's time to leave and you know the way. Go and live in the country and I'll stay in town. I have everything but what money can own. And I'll be just fine now, so long. I'll be just fine now, so long. So long. |
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| 13. |
| 4:38 |
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Love, oh don't we know
How can the river flow without you Warming like the sand upon the land How can we doubt you? Dark to me the night And dim the morning light Tomorrow, how can we not see The simple melody of sorrow? Oh to be with you, oh to see them through Those days when we think you are gone They are so lonesome and so long What shall we do? Parting comes to soon, my weary tune Has lost its pleasure Waiting for the time, this lonely wine Has lost its treasure Dark to me the night And dim the morning light Tomorrow, how can we not see The simple melody of sorrow? Oh to be with you, oh to see them through These days when we think you are gone They are so lonesome and so long What shall I do? |
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| 14. |
| 6:32 |
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Oh, babe, you are the one I love,
You are the one I'm thinking of. You know it's still a long long way, But I'll be home at the end of the day. I'll sing my songs just for you And I'll bring my love home to you. I can hardly wait to see your face again, But I'll be home at the end of the day. Just miles and miles of rosy sky, I'll fall asleep by and by. I'm crying now 'cos you're so far away But I'll be home at the end of the day. Oh, babe, you are the one I love, You are the one I'm thinking of. So many words I need to say. You'll hear them all at the end of the day. But I'll be home at the end of the day. |
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| 15. |
| 6:40 |
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They said that it was snowing in astounded tones upon the news.
I wonder why they're always so surprised 'cos every year it snows. Frozen images of snowploughs as they churn along the motorways. I haven't had no boots to wear or any loot to spare for days and days. I've travelled more than forty miles today, i must have grown some wings. It's strange how time just seems to fly away, i can't remember things. In a world of my own they say and who can blame them, they're just not the same. I've known about it all along though i thought i was all wrong, and it's such a shame. Why don't you have any brushes any more, i used to like your style. I see no paintings anywhere and there's no smell of turpentine. Did i really have no meaning? well i never thought i'd hear those words from you.Who needs a meaning anyway, i'd settle anyday for a very fine view. I couldn't even tell you all the changes since you saw me last. My dreams were like the autumn leaves, they faded and they fell so fast. In fact as you say the snows are here and how the time it slips away. But i'm glad you did pass by, i think i'll have another try. it's another day. The day and then the night have gone, it was not long before the dawn, And the travelling man who sat so stiffly in his chair began to yawn. Having kept me here so long my friend, i hope you have a sleeping place to lend, But the painter he just smiled and said: i'll see you in a while, this one has no end. |
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| Disc 9 | ||||||
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A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year
Lord Donald's wife came into the church, the gospel for to hear And when the meeting it was done, she cast her eyes about And there she saw little Matty Groves, walking in the crowd "Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight Come home with me, little Matty Groves, and sleep with me till light" "Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep with you tonight By the rings on your fingers I can tell you are my master's wife" "But if I am Lord Donald's wife, Lord Donald's not at home He is out in the far cornfields bringing the yearlings home" And a servant who was standing by and hearing what was said He swore Lord Donald he would know before the sun would set And in his hurry to carry the news, he bent his breast and ran And when he came to the broad millstream, he took off his shoes and he swam Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep When he awoke, Lord Donald was standing at his feet Saying "How do you like my feather bed and how do you like my sheets How do you like my lady who lies in your arms asleep?" "Oh, well I like your feather bed and well I like your sheets But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep" "Well, get up, get up," Lord Donald cried, "get up as quick as you can It'll never be said in fair England that I slew a naked man" "Oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life For you have two long beaten swords and I not a pocket knife" "Well it's true I have two beaten swords and they cost me deep in the purse But you will have the better of them and I will have the worse And you will strike the very first blow and strike it like a man I will strike the very next blow and I'll kill you if I can" So Matty struck the very first blow and he hurt Lord Donald sore Lord Donald struck the very next blow and Matty struck no more And then Lord Donald took his wife and he sat her on his knee Saying "Who do you like the best of us, Matty Groves or me?" And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free "I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you or your finery" Lord Donald he jumped up and loudly he did bawl He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall "A grave, a grave," Lord Donald cried, "to put these lovers in But bury my lady at the top for she was of noble kin |
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Something you got, baby
Makes me work all day Something you got, baby Makes me bring home my pay Something you got, baby You ought to know My my, whoa whoa I love you so Something you got, baby Makes the world go 'round Something you got, baby Keep me home every night Something you got, baby You ought to know You ought to know Whoa, whoa, my, my Whoa I love you so Something you got Makes me work all day Something you got Makes me bring home my pay Something you got You ought to know My my, whoa whoa I love you so |
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| 3:21 |
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| 3:19 |
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| 4:08 |
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I travel over the sea and ride the rolling sky For that's the way it is, that is my fortune There are many ears to please, many people's love to try And every day's begun rising for the moon There's a heart in every place, there's a tear for each farewell For that's the way it is, that is my fortune I'll lure you as the lace that the wayward gypsies sell With the sinking of the sun, rising of the moon: Rising for the moon, the sun has set and it is dark But the star of the enchanted tune is bright as any spark The of the dusk regail the evening lark Whose every day does start rising for the moon We travel over the sea and ride the rolling sky For that's the way it is, that is our fortune There are many ears to please, many people's love to try And every day's begun rising for the moon |
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| 3:56 |
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(Trevor Lucas, Roach)
Born between a river and a railroad Restlessness has ruled me since I can't remember when There's something in the wind seems to call me like a friend So I guess that I'll be on my way, on my way again There are dreams that I have carried all my lifetime And the dreams have made me a stranger In the eyes of many a man For I do not count the time and my reasons do not rhyme And down the line and on my way, on my way again Oh, rolling along like a shipwrecked sailor Who never finds a home Broken lines and signs of failure Rub me to the bone Well, I'm weary of the company of strangers I'm weary of the city with its heart of hollow stone Something in the wind seems to call me like a friend So I guess that I'll be on my way, on my way again There's something in the wind seems to call me like a friend So I guess that I'll be on my way, on my way again Yes, I guess that I'll be on my way, on my way again Yes, I guess that I'll be on my way, on my way again I guess that I'll be on my way, on my way again (x6) |
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| 3:45 |
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Feel how the wind blows, December despair Bring me a ribbon to tie up my hair I'll be your bride, go where you go All of my life, you'll be my beau Kiss me and I might Put on the white dress If you'll take me dancing tonight The night's in your face, sky's in your eyes The day's in my arms when you're by my side Whenever you're weary I'll sing you a song Whenever you're lonely I'll show you you're wrong Come from the window, let's climb the stairs All of my sorrows are none of your cares While life is in us, let's love all we can I'll be your woman if you'll be my man |
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| 9. |
| 2:53 |
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He was a stranger to himself A spy in his own camp And his money was his health All thrown to the dust by his very own hand Yet his beauty lingered still Beyond the draining of the sand But greener was the other side of the hill Richer was the other man's land But we loved him, loved him just like brothers would We loved him, loved him like no others could And she loved him, loved him like a lover should Take good care of an aching heart You never can replace it You know you are the master of your heart You'll realise that when you think it fit Those orbs of blue are jading away No laughter from them dances Yet you're bound to remember this one day Hazards are risks and risks are chances You can run for cover, run for cover like a frightened hare Till it's all over, all over and there's no-one there 'Cos you daren't discover, daren't discover that we really care |
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| 3:34 |
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Silver tongues are speaking long and hard into the night I must be myself and I'll do alright Oh, please my darling, do not make me sad Late at night nobody really wants to feel that bad The rain it beats impatiently upon the window pane I must close my ears or I'll go insane Can't you be a gentle breeze or silent as a snowfall Won't you try and listen for the voice behind the wall It cries to you Even though it only ever whispers part of what it knows And it's never ventured through the locks Where the brazen river flows It's the fingerprint which is never made It's the perfume of a rose And it is there if you are searching But the moment must be right As the night is black, as the day is white Please my friend, help to make me glad Help me find the one and only thing I've never had What is true |
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Morning shone among the shadows
Sunlight bled upon the silence From the blackest night Must come the morning sky But yesterday was such a long time Yesterday may last forever From the barren land Yesterday might always rise Sleep, will we ever sleep Oh, to sleep in peace once again my love Tears are falling in the darkness Hearts are bleeding in the silence From the widest ocean Who would miss this smallest tear Then might always be a bad time Then might always last forever But these stormy clouds We may see them all disappear Hope has she really gone Will she ever come back again my love Sleep, will we ever sleep Oh, to sleep in peace once again to love Hope has she really gone Will she ever come home again my love |
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Red and gold and Halloween have passed us by The charcoal branches lean against the rosy sky You are so far away and I could touch you if I may But don't you worry now, I'm only dreaming anyway You may be lonely, you may be just on your own It could be anywhere, some place that I have know But who am I and do we really live these days at all And are they simply feelings we have learnt and do recall Oh, the sea has made me cry But I love her too, so maybe I love you Tears are only made of salt and water And across the waves the sound of laughter October has gone and left me with a song That I will sing to you although the moment may be wrong Could it be the sea's as real as you and I? I often wonder why I always have to say I'm only dreaming anyway Could it be the sea's as real as you and I? I often wonder why I always have to say I'm only dreaming anyway |
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Calling all olive branches and laid off doves There is work to do before we say goodbye But who can see them turning to the face of love Though I hear them pleading with me, don't let us die As I sit I can see their troubled souls wander by And I feel them leaning on my shoulder to cry Oh, one more chance Naked tree of winter seems to stand so proud Lording the poor mortal as he goes And the tears which well beneath his somber shroud Will they fall with the shame of somebody who knows He can never be like the thought of a rose Whose beauty remains, even when the bloom goes Oh, oh, one more chance Or is it too late to change the ways we're bound to go Is it too late, there's surely one of us must know Is it too late to change the ways we're bound to go Is it too late, there's surely one of us must know Is it too late, there's surely one of us must know Is it too late to change the ways we're bound to go Is it too late, there's surely one of us must know |
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Feel how the wind blows, December despair Bring me a ribbon to tie up my hair I'll be your bride, go where you go All of my life, you'll be my beau Kiss me and I might Put on the white dress If you'll take me dancing tonight The night's in your face, sky's in your eyes The day's in my arms when you're by my side Whenever you're weary I'll sing you a song Whenever you're lonely I'll show you you're wrong Come from the window, let's climb the stairs All of my sorrows are none of your cares While life is in us, let's love all we can I'll be your woman if you'll be my man |
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| 4:12 |
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| 4:01 |
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Breakfast In Mayfair
Fairport Convention The world has surely lost it's head The news is full of crimes. There's robberies in The Telegraph, And there's murders in The Times. And always more obituaries, And even one of these, Concerns the brutal slaughter Of an Old Miss Emma Keys. The police have got their man, they're sure, He never left the scene. Indeed he led the hue and cry, A most unusual thing. An arsonist, a murderer, his soul will soon be frying. He's young, but old enough to kill, But not too young for dying. Now it seams the populus will queue, To see him stand in court. To hear him speak his wicked lies, While smiling at his thoughts. This arrogant young roughian is obviously guilty. Though no where does it say exactly, How or why he killed her. Forget it dear it's not the first, There's bound to be another. The way you carry on You'll have us thinking she's your mother. This man called "Me" has had his day, And soon he'll be forgotten, So put that paper down before your breakfast goes quite rotten. |
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It seems like a lifetime since I saw you
Lover lover I've been away too long When I see lovers holdings hands and sighing I hang my head for shame of doing wrong Bus wheels spinning, song birds singing break my heart Take me back to old remembered days Remind me of the times we spent together Times before we went our separate ways I wish I was a fool for you I wish I was a fool for you I wish I was a fool for you again I'm sorry for the things I've said, the things I've done I'm sorry for the restless thief I've been Please don't make me pay for my deceiving heart Just turn up your lamp and let me in I wish I was a fool for you I wish I was a fool for you ? I wish I was a fool for you again |
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| 3:58 |
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This is the text on the Rendezvous album:
If your eyes are blue you know the rest Champagne if it's very cool It's never very formal how you dress For oysters by the swimming pool Then slip away into the mountainside Like the man in the Lazy E' It's great to have a place where you can hide Why you must amazes me Chorus Golden, Where are you? Sold on gold dust I shuttled all around America From New York to Los Angeles Nervous breakdown later, there we were From Liberty to redwood trees A friend of mine, she hitched from east to west In time to hear my final song It seems to me she tried her very best She is a good companion (Chorus) He stores away the moments of her smiles As if they were rare butterflies Stalks his prey for miles and miles and miles Then barters for the merchandise When Life it drags the likes of me around Just when we need some time alone You have a simple mansion underground Without address or telephone (Chorus) The live version on The Attic Tracks Vol. 3 and on Gold Dust - Live At The Royalty is a bit different. The last two lines of verse one are: It's nice to have a place where you can hide For why you must amazes me And the last verse is: He stores away the moments of her smiles As if they were rare butterflies Stalks his prey for miles and miles and miles And barters for the merchandise As time it drags the likes of me around Just when we need some time alone You have a private mansion underground Without address or telephone |
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Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled They crawled out of the woodwork And they whispered into your brain They set you on the treadmill And they made you change your name Chorus And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind Never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in And I would have liked to have known you But I was just a kid Your candle burned out long before Your legend ever did Loneliness was tough The toughest role you ever played Hollywood created a superstar And pain was the price you paid Even when you died the press still hounded you All the papers had to say Was that Marilyn was found in the nude (Chorus) Goodbye Norma Jean Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled Goodbye Norma Jean From the young man in the twenty-second row Who sees you as something more than just sexual More than just our Marilyn Monroe (Chorus) |
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| 4:27 |
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Such sweet love is so hard to find
Look around, these are troublesome times The sun beats down on our hunger and thirst It would soon all be over if we let it be worse Chorus Take me away, take me away Take me away, take me away If not for you how would I keep going No one to be near, no good fortune to know Take my hand, make me feel stronger You're a man - progress is slow (Chorus) There will be rain clouds, for harvest to grow We'll find the rain clouds, and the rivers will flow Leave what is past, search for the future Leave this black dream for it's high time to go (Chorus) |
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| 3:38 |
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There you may stand in your splendour and jewels
Swaying me in both directions. One is the right one, the other for fools, How do I make my selection? The city lies silent in the warm morning light, The sand is as golden as saffron. Oasis of love, sweet water of life, God bless the poor ones who have none though they have tried. Someone is drowning down there in the flood But this river will dry by tomorrow. Is it ocean or stream, this love in my blood, Bringer of joy or of sorrow? The end of the journey must soon be in sight, Birth is the start of the swansong. Oasis of love, sweet water of life, God bless the poor ones who want some but are denied. No one is given the map to their dreams, All we can do is to trace it. See where we go to, Know where we've been, Build up the courage to face it While we fumble in the darkness where once there was light Roaming the land of the ancients. Oasis of love, sweet water of life, God bless the poor ones whose patience never died. While we stumble in blindness where once there was sight Searching for trees in the forest. Oasis of love, sweet water of life, God bless the poor ones, so helpless they have cried. God bless the poor ones who have none though they have tried. God bless the poor ones who want some but are denied. God bless the poor ones whose patience never died. God bless the poor ones on that one way donkey ride. |
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| 4:48 |
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You make me nervous when I see you.
I can't imagine what it's like to be you. It's a mystery to me every day, And I've got to get away. I put a bet on with a bookie For the race they put on over in Kentucky. It's lovely at this time of year, so they say, And I've got to get away. Chorus I'm a dreamer, and you know I'm a schemer with an eye for a show. It's my imagination when I get low, And the truth is I don't think I'll ever go. When the music's playing, that's when it changes, And no longer do we seen like total strangers. It's all those words which always get in the way Of what you want to say. When I wake up in the morning I think it only fair to give you warning I probably won't go away, I'll more than likely stay. (Chorus) |
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| 7:29 |
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We search for everything
Keeping what we would win Orchids or tiny flowers Wooden huts or ivory towers Centuries or hours Dark are the winter days Holy in many ways Vaults of time unshaken Whilst as through them we are taken Sleeping forests wake Ice melts on the lake Birds begin in making their way back home The frost and the fire goes East winds and winter snows Sun upon the daffodils Dancing on the verdant hills Lambs in the fields Warmer grows the morning sun Days of youthfulness and fun The prime of the year begun The song of summer to be sung Everything is one Working day is done Watch the river running through our lives How slowly the colours change We feel the drops of rain Mists of evening rise again We rarely stroll the shadowed lanes As autumn night draws in We sit upon the sand Warmth draining from the land Watching the ruby sun Setting on the ocean The echoes in the caves The flame upon the waves Memories for saving all our days |
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| 3:43 |
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I don't want your lonely mansion
With a tear in every room All I want's the love you've promised Beneath the halo moon But you think I should be happy With your money and your name And hide myself in sorrows While you play your cheatin' game Silver threads and golden needles Cannot mend this heart of mine And I dare not drown my sorrows In the warm glow of your mind You can't buy my love with money 'Cause I ain't never was that kind Silver threads and golden needles Cannot mend this heart of mine Silver threads and golden needles Cannot mend this heart of mine And I dare not drown my sorrows In the warm glow of your mind You can't buy my love with money 'Cause I ain't never was that kind Silver threads and golden needles Cannot mend this heart of mine |
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| 2:51 |
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Here comes the morning how it pleases
It always brings me something new Its golden light will wash away the dust of yesterday If I try it may let me forget you And when these winter days are over I mean to set myself upon my feet I see me as something that I have never been And I'll pick up the pieces that will make the girl complete I'll be smiling all the time at everybody My friends will tell me I'm just not the same I won't linger over any tragedies that were And I won't be singing any more sad refrains |
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| 4:30 |
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My father he rides with your sheriffs;
And I know he would never mean harm, But to see both sides of a quarrel Is to judge without haste or alarm Chorus Oh, oh, helpless and slow, And you don't have anywhere to go You take away homes from the homeless And leave them to die in the cold The gypsy who begged for your presents He will laugh in your face when you're old (Chorus) Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey Another he drinks up his wine And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate For those of a different kind (Chorus) When the rivers run quicker than trouble I'll be there at your side in the flood It was all I could do to keep myself From taking revenge on your blood (2x Chorus) |
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| 2:56 |
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| 5:00 |
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| 13. |
| 8:52 |
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We search for everything
Keeping what we would win Orchids or tiny flowers Wooden huts or ivory towers Centuries or hours Dark are the winter days Holy in many ways Vaults of time unshaken Whilst as through them we are taken Sleeping forests wake Ice melts on the lake Birds begin in making their way back home The frost and the fire goes East winds and winter snows Sun upon the daffodils Dancing on the verdant hills Lambs in the fields Warmer grows the morning sun Days of youthfulness and fun The prime of the year begun The song of summer to be sung Everything is one Working day is done Watch the river running through our lives How slowly the colours change We feel the drops of rain Mists of evening rise again We rarely stroll the shadowed lanes As autumn night draws in We sit upon the sand Warmth draining from the land Watching the ruby sun Setting on the ocean The echoes in the caves The flame upon the waves Memories for saving all our days |
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| 2:55 |
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Here comes the morning how it pleases
It always brings me something new Its golden light will wash away the dust of yesterday If I try it may let me forget you And when these winter days are over I mean to set myself upon my feet I see me as something that I have never been And I'll pick up the pieces that will make the girl complete I'll be smiling all the time at everybody My friends will tell me I'm just not the same I won't linger over any tragedies that were And I won't be singing any more sad refrains |
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| 15. |
| 4:32 |
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My father he rides with your sheriffs;
And I know he would never mean harm, But to see both sides of a quarrel Is to judge without haste or alarm Chorus Oh, oh, helpless and slow, And you don't have anywhere to go You take away homes from the homeless And leave them to die in the cold The gypsy who begged for your presents He will laugh in your face when you're old (Chorus) Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey Another he drinks up his wine And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate For those of a different kind (Chorus) When the rivers run quicker than trouble I'll be there at your side in the flood It was all I could do to keep myself From taking revenge on your blood (2x Chorus) |
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| Disc 11 | ||||||
| 1. |
| 4:33 |
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It seems like a lifetime since I saw you
Lover lover I've been away too long When I see lovers holdings hands and sighing I hang my head for shame of doing wrong Bus wheels spinning, song birds singing break my heart Take me back to old remembered days Remind me of the times we spent together Times before we went our separate ways I wish I was a fool for you I wish I was a fool for you I wish I was a fool for you again I'm sorry for the things I've said, the things I've done I'm sorry for the restless thief I've been Please don't make me pay for my deceiving heart Just turn up your lamp and let me in I wish I was a fool for you I wish I was a fool for you ? I wish I was a fool for you again |
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| 3:46 |
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He was a stranger to himself,
A spy in his own camp, And his money was his health, All thrown to the dust by his very own hand. Yet his beauty lingered still, Beyond the draining of the sand, But greener was the other side of the hill, Richer was the other man's land. But we loved him, loved him just like brothers would. We loved him, loved him like no others could, And she loved him, loved him like a lover should. Take good care of an aching heart, You never can replace it. You know you are the master of your art, You'll realise that when you think it fit. Those orbs of blue are jading away, No laughter from these dances. Yet you're bound to remember this one day, Hazards are risks, and risks are chances. You can run for cover, run for cover like a frightened hare, Till it's all over, all over and there's no-one there, 'Cause you daren't discover, daren't discover that we really care. |
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| 4:53 |
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You make me nervous when I see you.
I can't imagine what it's like to be you. It's a mystery to me every day, And I've got to get away. I put a bet on with a bookie For the race they put on over in Kentucky. It's lovely at this time of year, so they say, And I've got to get away. Chorus I'm a dreamer, and you know I'm a schemer with an eye for a show. It's my imagination when I get low, And the truth is I don't think I'll ever go. When the music's playing, that's when it changes, And no longer do we seen like total strangers. It's all those words which always get in the way Of what you want to say. When I wake up in the morning I think it only fair to give you warning I probably won't go away, I'll more than likely stay. (Chorus) |
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| 4:42 |
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Such sweet love is so hard to find
Look around, these are troublesome times The sun beats down on our hunger and thirst It would soon all be over if we let it be worse Chorus Take me away, take me away Take me away, take me away If not for you how would I keep going No one to be near, no good fortune to know Take my hand, make me feel stronger You're a man - progress is slow (Chorus) There will be rain clouds, for harvest to grow We'll find the rain clouds, and the rivers will flow Leave what is past, search for the future Leave this black dream for it's high time to go (Chorus) |
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| 4:16 |
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My friend i know you've suffered,
Although you are still young. Why was it you who'd not take help From anyone? Oh it's true, it's very true, he said, Some hard times i have known, But i have always overcome them On my own. Oh the pearls that you hold in your hand They are beautiful to see, But you show them not to anyone, Not even me. For you are like the others, he said. I never can be sure That you wish just to see the pearls And nothing more. Why can you not see reason? Our lives they are not long. Why can you take no time To tell us all we're wrong? My tune it does not change, he said, And neither does your song, And words i use them rarely When i'm all alone. |
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| 5:11 |
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Do I ever wonder? You don't know.
You'll never follow, and I'll never show. D'you see the water and watch it flow And float an empty shell, And you think that I'm hiding from the island. You've a fault in your senses. Can you feel it now? Time? What is that? I've no time to care. I've lived for a long while nearly everywhere. You will be taken, everyone, you ladies and you gentlemen. Fall and listen with your ears upon the paving stone. Is that what you hear? The coming of the sea? Sea flows under your doors in London town. And all your defences are all broken down. You laugh at me on funny days, but mine's the slight of hand. Don't you know I am a joker, a deceiver? And I'm waiting for the land. |
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| 3:46 |
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The lady she had a silver tongue.
For to sing she said, And maybe that's all. Wait for the dawn and we will have that song. When it ends it will seem That we hear silence fall. The lady she had a golden heart, For to love, she said And she did not lie. Wait for the dawn and we'll watch for the sun. As we turn it will seem To arise in the sky. We heard that song while watching the skies, Oh the sound it rang So clear through the cold. Then silence fell and the sun did arise On a beautiful morning of silver and gold. |
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| 8. |
| 3:54 |
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This is the text on the Rendezvous album:
If your eyes are blue you know the rest Champagne if it's very cool It's never very formal how you dress For oysters by the swimming pool Then slip away into the mountainside Like the man in the Lazy E' It's great to have a place where you can hide Why you must amazes me Chorus Golden, Where are you? Sold on gold dust I shuttled all around America From New York to Los Angeles Nervous breakdown later, there we were From Liberty to redwood trees A friend of mine, she hitched from east to west In time to hear my final song It seems to me she tried her very best She is a good companion (Chorus) He stores away the moments of her smiles As if they were rare butterflies Stalks his prey for miles and miles and miles Then barters for the merchandise When Life it drags the likes of me around Just when we need some time alone You have a simple mansion underground Without address or telephone (Chorus) The live version on The Attic Tracks Vol. 3 and on Gold Dust - Live At The Royalty is a bit different. The last two lines of verse one are: It's nice to have a place where you can hide For why you must amazes me And the last verse is: He stores away the moments of her smiles As if they were rare butterflies Stalks his prey for miles and miles and miles And barters for the merchandise As time it drags the likes of me around Just when we need some time alone You have a private mansion underground Without address or telephone |
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| 9. |
| 4:46 |
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Good morning, good afternoon,
And what have you got to say? Well i'm waiting, but i can't stay long, It's such a lovely day. There's a time to be talking And a time when it's no use. Right now i think the things you say Are liable to confuse. I've just gone solo. Do you play solo? Ain't life a solo? What a wonderful way to live, She's travelling all over the world. Why, the fame and all the golden Opportunities unfurled. No time for the gent with the mulliner bentley And heaven knows what else. Why, he wouldn't even stand a chance With all his oil-wells. She just went solo. Do you play solo? Ain't life a solo? I've always lived in a mansion On the other side of the moon. I've always kept a unicorn And i never sing out of tune. I could tell you that the grass is really greener On the other side of the hill, But i can't communicate with you And i guess i never will. We've all gone solo. We all play solo. Ain't life a solo? |
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| 4:48 |
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''My shadow follows me
Wherever I should chance to go'', John The Gun did say. ''If you should chance to meet me As I wander to and fro, Sad would be your day. My life is mine and the light did shine Till the guns they did go through me, So now I shall never fall. Ideals of peace are gold which fools have found Upon the plains of war. I shall destroy them all.'' Chorus Put away your guns of steel, Death comes too soon for all. Your Master He may need you soon, And you must heed His call. ''I am the master of the games That you will hardly ever play, So I will teach your sons. And if they should die Before the evening of their span of days, Why, then they will die young.'' (Chorus) ''Condemn me not, For always will I play the game of war, In moonshine or in sun. And if any cross the path I choose to tread, Their chances they are poor. My name is John The Gun.'' (Chorus) |
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Oh it's like a storm at sea
And everything is lost, And the fretful sailors calling out their woes, As to the waves they're tossed. Oh they are all gentlemen, And never will they know If there is a reason each of them must go, To join the cruel flow. And it'll take a long, long time. It'll take a long, long time. It'll take a long, long time. Oh it'll take such a long, long time. There is no need for rules, There's no-one to score the game And there is nobody living in this town As even knows its name. Oh it'll take such a long, long time. It'll take a long, long time. It'll take a long, long time. A long, long time. |
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| 12. |
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The summer was the reason
Why it took so long to see That even if I do possess Some seeds of honesty, There is no garden, So how come I have no land? I shall be waiting here awhile To see what comes to hand. Misers mise and compromise; I know what I have seen. The wanderers are in the east; That's where I should have been. But I did not go there; I couldn't find the way. I do believe I made a try, But I really couldn't say. Oh, that wretched Wilbur, He keeps ploughing up the land. He fights the battle thoughtfully With roses in his hands. But where is the fight now? So play us your merry song. The autumn, it has blown away, And the winter, it is long. |
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| 13. |
| 3:57 |
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If today was not an endless highway,
If tonight was not a crooked trail, If tomorrow wasn't such a long time, Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all. Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting, And if I could hear his heart softly pounding, Only if he was lying by me. Then I'd lie in my bed once again. I can't see my reflection in the waters, I can't speak the sounds that show no pain, I can't hear the echo of my footsteps, Or can't remember the sound of my own name. Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting, And if I could hear his heart softly pounding, Only if he was lying by me. Then I'd lie in my bed once again. There's beauty in the silver, singing river, There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky, But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes. Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting, And if I could hear his heart softly pounding, Only if he was lying by me. Then I'd lie in my bed once again. |
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| 14. |
| 3:47 |
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| 8:21 |
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| 2:28 |
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Here comes the morning how it pleases
It always brings me something new Its golden light will wash away the dust of yesterday If I try it may let me forget you And when these winter days are over I mean to set myself upon my feet I see me as something that I have never been And I'll pick up the pieces that will make the girl complete I'll be smiling all the time at everybody My friends will tell me I'm just not the same I won't linger over any tragedies that were And I won't be singing any more sad refrains |
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| 17. |
| 6:39 |
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Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go? Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming I have no thought of time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving I do not count the time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? And I am not alone while my love is near me I know it will be so until it's time to go So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again I have no fear of time For who knows how my love grows? And who knows where the time goes? |
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| 3:28 |
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Lyrics (Sandy Denny version)
Catch a boat to England baby Maybe to Spain Whereever I have gone Whereever I've been and gone Whereever I have gone The blues are all the same Send out for whisky baby Send out for gin Me and room service honey Me and room service babe Me and room service We're living a life of sin When I'm not drinking baby You're on my mind When I'm not sleeping honey When I'm not sleeping honey When I'm not sleeping Well you know you find me crying Maybe tomorrow baby Some place down the line I'll wake up older So much older honey I'll wake up older And I'll just stop all my trying Living is a gamble baby Loving's much the same Whereever I have gone Whereever I've been and gone Whereever I have gone The blues have run the game (repeat first verse) Lyrics (Jackson C. Frank version) Catch a boat to England baby Maybe to Spain Whereever I have gone Whereever I've been and gone Whereever I have gone The blues are all the same Send out for whisky baby Send out for gin Me and room service honey Me and room service babe Me and room service, well We're living a life of sin When I'm not drinking baby You are on my mind When I'm not sleeping honey When I ain't sleeping Mama When I'm not sleeping You know you find me crying Try another city baby Another town Whereever I have gone Whereever I've been and gone Whereever I have gone The blues come following down Living is a gamble baby Loving's much the same Whereever I have played Whenever I've thrown them dice Whereever I have played The blues have run the game Maybe tomorrow honey Some place down the line I'll wake up older So much older Mama I'll wake up older And I'll just stop all my trying (repeat first verse) |
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| 3:42 |
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Gold and silver is the autumn
Soft and gentle are her skies Yes I know, are the answers Written in my true love's eyes Autumn's leaving, winter's coming I think that I'll be moving on I've got to leave him and find another I've got to sing my heart's true song Round and round the burning circle All the seasons, one, two, and three Autumn leaves with the winter Spring is born and wanders free Gold and silver burnt my autumns All too soon they'd fade and die And then there were no others Milk and honey were their lives |
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| 3:14 |
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| 3:41 |
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| 3:24 |
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I was born in east Virginia,
North Carolina I did go. There I met the fairest maiden But her name I do not know. Her hair it was a brightsome color And her cheeks were rosy red. On her breast she wore white lilies, All the tears that I have shed. In my heart you are my darling, At my door you're welcome in. At my gate I'll always meet you If your love I could only win. In the night I'm dreaming of you, In the day I find no rest. Just the thought of you, my darling, Sends aching pains all through my breast. I'd rather be in some dark holler Where the sun refused to shine Than to see you with another one, darling, To know you never will be mine. Oh, when I'm dead and in my coffin With my face towards the sun, Come and look upon me, darling See the deed that you have done. |
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| 6. |
| 3:23 |
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As I walked under london bridge
One misty morning early, I overheard a fair, pretty maid, Lamenting for her geordie. my geordie will be hanged with a golden chain, 'tis not the chain of many. He stole sixteen of the king's royal deer And he sold them in boeny. go saddle me my milk white steed Go saddle me my pony That I may ride to london's courts To plead for the life of geordie. my geordie never hurt a man nor calf He never hurted any He stole sixteen of the king's royal deer And he sold them in boeny. two pretty babies have I borne, The third lies in my body, And I would part with them every one, If you pardon my dear geordie. But the judge looked over his left shoulder, He said, fair maid, I'm sorry, I cannot pardon the one you love, He has been hanged already. |
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| 2:34 |
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I hear the sighing of the wind
Like a murmur of regret And as I close my eyes I see a face I will never forget I see you running with the dawn But that was many years ago When you had seen the tender years The only years you were to know I knew a time when you and i Ran through trees of green and gold And gazed at clouds of feather grey I never dreamt we would ever grow old. But time has passed, my mind will dim The hands will turn away my days But you remain a timeless smile Who'd just begun life's tangled ways. |
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| 8. |
| 2:29 |
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| 2:24 |
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Come all you fair and tender girls
That flourish in your prime, Oh beware, beware, keep your garden fair And let no man steal your thyme, Let no man steal your thyme |
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| 10. |
| 4:51 |
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| 3:10 |
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The summertime's escaping, and the carnival's away,
And the sunshine is awaiting for another sunny day. Breakers whisper to the shells upon the shore, And hear the seagulls they cry for more. And hear the gulls they cry for more. Good day to you sweet autumn, so gently you appear. Why i never even realised those rustic times were near. The moment's changing from a dusty green to gold, The summer fair she has grown old. The summer fair she has grown old. And away in the blue of the skies and over the treesHow the carnival flies on the wings of a breeze. You've had your time and now it's mine for me to go, These colder days they move too slow. These older days they move too slow. So the summertime is leaving, and the carnival's away, So the sunshine is relieving us of all our sunny days. But i'll be waiting for to greet your fleeting calls, So come back soon the carnival. So come back soon the carnival. Come back soon. |
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| 12. |
| 2:34 |
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| 13. |
| 1:40 |
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| 2:23 |
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| 1:59 |
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| 1:56 |
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How often she has gazed from castle windows o'er,
And watched the daylight passing within her captive wall, With no-one to heed her call. The evening hour is fading within the dwindling sun, And in a lonely moment those embers will be gone And the last of all the young birds flown. Her days of precious freedom, forfeited long before, To live such fruitless years behind a guarded door, But those days will last no more. Tomorrow at this hour she will be far away, Much farther than these islands, Or the lonely Fotheringay |
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| 17. |
| 4:03 |
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| 18. |
| 4:00 |
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| 19. |
| 2:56 |
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| 20. |
| 2:25 |
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| 21. |
| 4:04 |
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| 22. |
| 2:23 |
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| 23. |
| 2:57 |
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Travelin' down that coaltown road,
Listen to my rubber tires whine; Goodbye to buckeye and white sycamore, I'm leavin' you behind. I've been a coal miner all my life Layin' down track in the hole, Got a back like an ironwood bent by the wind Blood veins as black as the coal. Somebody said "that's a strange tattoo You have on the side of your head." I said "that's a mark of number nine coal A little more and I'd be dead" But I love the rumble and I love the dark I love the cool of the slate. But it's travelin' down this new road lookin' for a job It's the travelin' and lookin' I hate. I've stood for the union, I walked in the line, I fought against the company; I stood for the u. m. w. of a. Now who's gonna stand for me? Cause I got no job, I got no pay, I just got a worried soul; And this blue tattoo on the side of my head Left by the number nine coal. Someday when I'm dead and gone To heaven, the land of my dreams, I won't have to worry on losin' my job To bad times 'n big machines. But I got no job and I got no pay, I just got a worried soul; And this blue tattoo on the side of my head Left by that number nine coal, Left by that number nine coal. |
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| 24. |
| 3:20 |
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| 25. |
| 4:31 |
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Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go? Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming I have no thought of time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving I do not count the time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? And I am not alone while my love is near me I know it will be so until it's time to go So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again I have no fear of time For who knows how my love grows? And who knows where the time goes? |
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| Disc 13 | ||||||
| 1. |
| 3:44 |
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Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go? Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming I have no thought of time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving I do not count the time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? And I am not alone while my love is near me I know it will be so until it's time to go So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again I have no fear of time For who knows how my love grows? And who knows where the time goes? |
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| 2. |
| 2:32 |
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Motherless children have a hard time when mother's gone
Motherless children have a hard time when mother's gone Father will do the best he can, he don't always understand Motherless children have a hard time when mother's gone Mother told me I must obey when mother's gone Mother told me I must obey when mother's gone Mother told me I must obey that religion have it's way Mother told me I must obey when mother's gone Mother told me I must prey when mother's gone Mother told me I must prey when mother's gone Mother told me I must prey get my feet in jesus's way Mother told me I must prey when mother's gone |
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| 3. |
| 3:13 |
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| 2:44 |
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| 5. |
| 3:44 |
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| 6. |
| 4:28 |
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| 7. |
| 3:49 |
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They've passed me by, many years,
And I did turn well away. To give and lose love And still no word had I to say, Not to anyone. Now I see How I could speak honestly. But when you're gone Perhaps you'll long to be free. I do know When it is That I must go. For you can think of love Wandering far from you, Or of a warm heart Wishing well and loving you. I do believe The way is To live. I have loved many And you have, too. But with the strength of the young This love has memories, They are worth to be sung. |
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| 8. |
| 3:08 |
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How often she has gazed from castle windows o'er,
And watched the daylight passing within her captive wall, With no-one to heed her call. The evening hour is fading within the dwindling sun, And in a lonely moment those embers will be gone And the last of all the young birds flown. Her days of precious freedom, forfeited long before, To live such fruitless years behind a guarded door, But those days will last no more. Tomorrow at this hour she will be far away, Much farther than these islands, Or the lonely Fotheringay |
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| 9. |
| 5:04 |
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| 10. |
| 2:57 |
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Please, Mr Lacey,
let me work your loving machine Please, Mr Lacey, let me work your loving machine Will you let me control the handles, you know it's the best thing I've ever seen Well, Mr Lacey, where'd you learn just what to do? Well, Mr Lacey, where'd you learn just what to do? Can you fix me up now with a teacher, I wanna become an inventor too Why, Mr Lacey, why d'you do the things you do? Why, Mr Lacey, why d'you do the things you do? It's true no one here understands now but maybe someday they'll catch up with you |
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| 11. |
| 3:28 |
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Come on now Mister, step right inside and see the show
You'll like it Mister, it cures you if you're feeling low We'll take care of you, especially if you've got the dough They'll move you Mister, just like a hurricane moves a tree See here now Mister, just look at what they've done for me You're gonna like it, they'll take you where you want to be All right now Mister, come in and join the other guys Just one thing Mister, don't try to touch the merchandise Or get too friendly, you know that wouldn't be too wise Come on now Mister, step right inside and see the show You'll like it Mister, it cures you if you're feeling low We'll take care of you, especially if you've got the dough |
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| 12. |
| 4:55 |
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The river flows, flows to the sea
Whereever that river goes that's where I want to be Flow river flow, let your waters wash down Take me from this road to some other town All he wanted was just to be free And that's the way it turned out to be Flow, river flow, let your waters wash down Take me from this road to some other town Flow river go, past the shady tree Flow river flow, flow to the sea Flow river flow, flow to the sea The river flows to the sea Whereever that river goes that's where I want to be Flow river flow, let your waters wash down Take me from this road to some other town All he wanted was just to be free And that's the way it turned out to be Flow, river flow, let your waters rush down Take me from this road to some other town Flow river go, past the shady tree Flow river flow, flow to the sea Flow river flow, flow to the sea |
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| 13. |
| 4:08 |
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Dear landlord,
Please don't put a price on my soul. My burden is heavy, My dreams are beyond control. When that steamboat whistle blows, I'm gonna give you all I got to give, And I do hope you receive it well, Depending on the way you feel that you live. Dear landlord, Please heed these words that I speak. I know you've suffered much, But in this you are not so unique. Each of us, at times, we might work too hard To have it too fast and too much, And anyone who fills his life up With things he can see but he just cannot touch. Dear landlord, Please don't dismiss my case. I'm not about to argue, I'm not about to move to no other place. Each of us, he has his own special gifts And you know this was meant to be true, And if you don't underestimate me, I won't underestimate you. |
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| 14. |
| 11:24 |
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A sailor's life, it is a merry life
He robs young girls of their heart's delight Leaving them behind to weep and mourn They never know when they will return Well, there's four and twenty all in a row My true love he makes the finest show He's proper, tall, genteel withal And if I don't have him, I'll have none at all Oh, father build for me a bonny boat That on the wide ocean I may float And every Queen's ship that we pass by There I'll inquire for my sailor boy They had not sailed long upon the deep When a Queen's ship they chanced to meet You sailors all, pray tell me true Does my sweet William sail among your crew? Oh no, fair maiden, he is not here For he's been drownded, we greatly fear On yon green island, as we passed it by There we lost sight of your sailing boy Well, she rung her hands and she tore her hair She was like a young girl in great despair And her little boat against a rock did run How can I live now? My sweet William is gone |
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| 15. |
| 4:03 |
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The King sits in Dunfirmline town, drinking of the blood-red wine
"Where can I get a steely skipper to sail this might boat of mine?" Then up there spoke a bonny boy, sitting at the King's right knee "Sir Patrick Spens is the very best seaman that ever sailed upon the sea" The King has written a broad letter and sealed it up with his own right hand Sending word unto Sir Patrick to come to him at his command "An enemy then this must be who told the lie concerning me For I was never a very good seaman, nor ever do intend to be" "Last night I saw the new moon clear with the new moon in her hair And that is a sign since we were born that means there'll be a deadly storm" They had not sailed upon the deep a day, a day but barely free When loud and boisterous blew the winds and loud and noisy blew the sea Then up there came a mermaiden, a comb and glass all in her hand "Here's to you my merry young men for you'll not see dry land again" "Long may my lady stand with a lantern in her hand Before she sees my bonny ship come sailing homeward to dry land" Forty miles off Aberdeen, the waters fifty fathoms deep There lies good Sir Patrick Spens with the Scots lords at his feet |
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| 16. |
| 7:52 |
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| 5:58 |
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| Disc 14 | ||||||
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| 4:54 |
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| 2. |
| 2:25 |
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| 3:09 |
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| 4:06 |
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| 7:46 |
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| 4:33 |
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| 5:45 |
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| 4:30 |
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| 4:38 |
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| 7:39 |
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| 3:41 |
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| 3:12 |
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| 5:19 |
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| Disc 15 | ||||||
| 1. |
| 3:14 |
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To cross the wide sea I deserted,
From the shore I did fly. I thought it time that I travelled, So I took to the roads of the sky. It was late and the wind it did gently blow, Oh the night it was calm. I saw the flower of the ocean And the universe did me noo harm, It said to fly on. The sea captain he loved the ocean, But his ship was on fire. His hands they did stretch out before him, For to take one of many desires, But there was no time. Across the wide sea he departed, From the ship he did fly. He thought it time that he travelled And I saw him as he passed by, And I saw him as he passed by. |
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| 5:06 |
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Then came the question and it was about time.
The answer came back and it was long. The house it was built by some man in a rhyme, But whatever came of his talented son? Who wrote me a dialogue set to a tune? Always you told me of being alone, Except for the stories about God and you, And do you still live there in Buffalo? They put up the walls with no more to say, Nobody stopped to ask why it was done. The stream was too far and the rain was too high, So into the city the river did run. Because of the architect the buildings fell down, Smothered or drowned all the seeds which were sown. I wish I were somewhere, but not in this town. Maybe the ocean next time around. I seem to remember the face and the name, But if it's not you I won't care. I know of changes, but nothing would change you To Theo the sailor who sings in his lair. And then I'll turn and he won't be there, Dusky black windows to light the dark stair, Candles all gnarled in the musty air All without flames for many's the year. |
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| 4:31 |
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The steps he took were nice and easy.
He never knew he could stumble and go down. As he saw the buildings and the mountains crumble, Over the road he would take to the town. He said, ``Next year I'm coming back, I'll see you later.'' It takes longer when you're far away. There's a tale which says he was pursued by an assassin. What he knows of that, no-one can tell. How close he came to the trapper, But he stopped by a wishing well. He said, ``Next year there will be many flowers, Each one much brighter than the one before.'' As he turned he caught the feeling, And he smiled as he walked down the road. All my days they are filled with meaning, But I have yet to fathom the code. But next year I'll call the tune and it won't be easy, The timing's all out of place with how you feel. Next year I'm coming back, I'll see you later. It takes longer when you are far away. Next year there will be many flowers, Each one much brighter than the one before. Next year I'll call the tune and it won't be easy, The timing's all out of place with how you feel |
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| 2:37 |
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The summer was the reason
Why it took so long to see That even if I do possess Some seeds of honesty, There is no garden, So how come I have no land? I shall be waiting here awhile To see what comes to hand. Misers mise and compromise; I know what I have seen. The wanderers are in the east; That's where I should have been. But I did not go there; I couldn't find the way. I do believe I made a try, But I really couldn't say. Oh, that wretched Wilbur, He keeps ploughing up the land. He fights the battle thoughtfully With roses in his hands. But where is the fight now? So play us your merry song. The autumn, it has blown away, And the winter, it is long. |
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| 3:34 |
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Missed the morning too, didn't rise before noon.
She's a lazy lady today. Always yawning, you with your eyes on the moon. Your're a crazy lady I'd say, da da da. Now should I say more, for I know so well And you're no hazy maiden in grey. How can I be sure, it's not easy to tell. But you're a crazy lady, I'd say. Crazy lady |
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| 6:14 |
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| 5:09 |
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| 3:27 |
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I love you darlin' but you don't love me
Might as well face it and est you free I've been playing a losing game In spite of this I'm not ashamed I gave you my love and I have no regrets I'm true to you baby with love and respect I stood by you when no one else would And I gave you everything that I possibly could I'm sitting here my hopes so high Never been a day pass when I didn't cry People are talking all over town Keep telling me that I should put you down Oh, from your lips sweet honey pours That is where all my love goes I shouldn't have put my hopes so high Never been a day when I didn't cry, oh |
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| 3:25 |
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| 1:56 |
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Missed the morning too, didn't rise before noon.
She's a lazy lady today. Always yawning, you with your eyes on the moon. Your're a crazy lady I'd say, da da da. Now should I say more, for I know so well And you're no hazy maiden in grey. How can I be sure, it's not easy to tell. But you're a crazy lady, I'd say. Crazy lady |
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| 3:44 |
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The wine it was drunk, the ship it was sunk,
The shot it was dead, all the sorrows were drowned. The birds they were clouds, the brides and the shrouds And as we drew south the mist it came down. The wooded ravine to the wandering stream, The serpent he moved, but no-one would say. The depths of the waters, the bridge which distraught us And brought to me thoughts of the ill-fated day. The temples were filled with the strangest of creatures One played it by ear on the banks of the sea. That one was found but the others they went under. Oh the tears which are shed, they won't come from me. The methods of madness, the pathos and the sadness, God help you all, the insane and wise. The black and the white, the darkness of the night, I see only smoke from the chimneys arise. The pilot he flew all across the sky and woke me. He flew solo on the mercury sea. The dream it came back, all about the tall brown people, The sacred young herd on the phosphorus sand. |
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| 12. |
| 2:37 |
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| 13. |
| 0:45 |
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It's a boy, Mrs. Walker, it's a boy.
It's a boy, Mrs. Walker, it's a boy. |
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| 3:04 |
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| 3:00 |
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My young man, oh he is so fine,
Sweet Rosemary did say. She gathered flowers and she sang All about her wedding day. Oh when I was a lass at school I looked out at the sky, And now among the woodlands cool, Gathering sweet primroses I. I wish I was a little bird, With wings that I could fly, Then I would find my own true love, And when he'd speak then I'd be by. My heart would flutter like the wings, Oh to see my own dear one. And pretty words I'd like to sing All beneath the morning sun. Oh, my young man, oh he is so fine, Sweet Rosemary did say. She gathered flowers and she sang All about her wedding day. She gathered flowers and she sang All about her wedding day. |
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| 17. |
| 3:40 |
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The lady she had a silver tongue.
For to sing she said, And maybe that's all. Wait for the dawn and we will have that song. When it ends it will seem That we hear silence fall. The lady she had a golden heart, For to love, she said And she did not lie. Wait for the dawn and we'll watch for the sun. As we turn it will seem To arise in the sky. We heard that song while watching the skies, Oh the sound it rang So clear through the cold. Then silence fell and the sun did arise On a beautiful morning of silver and gold. |
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| 2:56 |
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| 4:41 |
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Oh it's like a storm at sea
And everything is lost, And the fretful sailors calling out their woes, As to the waves they're tossed. Oh they are all gentlemen, And never will they know If there is a reason each of them must go, To join the cruel flow. And it'll take a long, long time. It'll take a long, long time. It'll take a long, long time. Oh it'll take such a long, long time. There is no need for rules, There's no-one to score the game And there is nobody living in this town As even knows its name. Oh it'll take such a long, long time. It'll take a long, long time. It'll take a long, long time. A long, long time. |
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| 2:44 |
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My young man, oh he is so fine,
Sweet Rosemary did say. She gathered flowers and she sang All about her wedding day. Oh when I was a lass at school I looked out at the sky, And now among the woodlands cool, Gathering sweet primroses I. I wish I was a little bird, With wings that I could fly, Then I would find my own true love, And when he'd speak then I'd be by. My heart would flutter like the wings, Oh to see my own dear one. And pretty words I'd like to sing All beneath the morning sun. Oh, my young man, oh he is so fine, Sweet Rosemary did say. She gathered flowers and she sang All about her wedding day. She gathered flowers and she sang All about her wedding day. |
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| 4:14 |
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Although the flames they are so dim,
I can see them from over here. But this is no time to worry now, No time to shed a tear. The people are all smiling, And the letters are all too, The flowers they are all arranged And the notes they are all blue. Where are the words to say to you, Where do they all begin. I should not have a lot to lose And everything to win. And I want you to be smiling, I want you not to cry. And even if I hide away, Then you'll get the notion why. A symphony I learnt at school, In pigeonholes so clear, But it made me for to write no songs, For nobody to hear. And I see you are all smiling Even in the candle light. Just close your eyes and fall asleep, And I think you'll be alright. Close your eyes and fall asleep, And I think you'll be alright |
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| 3:55 |
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If today was not an endless highway,
If tonight was not a crooked trail, If tomorrow wasn't such a long time, Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all. Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting, And if I could hear his heart softly pounding, Only if he was lying by me. Then I'd lie in my bed once again. I can't see my reflection in the waters, I can't speak the sounds that show no pain, I can't hear the echo of my footsteps, Or can't remember the sound of my own name. Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting, And if I could hear his heart softly pounding, Only if he was lying by me. Then I'd lie in my bed once again. There's beauty in the silver, singing river, There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky, But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes. Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting, And if I could hear his heart softly pounding, Only if he was lying by me. Then I'd lie in my bed once again. |
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| 5. |
| 2:47 |
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As gentle tides go rolling by,
Along the salt sea strand The colours blend and roll as one Together in the sand. And often do the winds entwine Do send their distant call, The quiet joys of brotherhood, And love is lord of all. The oak and weed together rise, Along the common ground. The mare and stallion light and dark Have thunder in their sound. The rainbow sign, the blended flower Still have my heart in thrall. The quiet joys of brotherhood, And love is lord of all. But man has come to plough the tide, The oak lies on the ground. I hear their tires in the fields, They drive the stallion down. The roses bleed both light and dark, The winds do seldom call. The running sands recall the time When love was lord of all. |
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| 6. |
| 5:07 |
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The young man rose his pretty face,
All for to feel the salty spray. When storms are mustering, they say I'll come and take you all away. I am a traveller by trade, I only have what I have made. A fortune teller too they say, And I can take you all away. Chorus: Listen Listen to him do. He is the one who is for you. Listen, they say He'll come and take us all away. And over there the young man stayed, Upon on the rocks so rough and grey. Watching the boy, watching the day Thinking of how he came to be. A young man he, he is so real, And never more to go astray. He is of value now they say, And he can take himself away. (Chorus) |
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| 7. |
| 3:00 |
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The lady she had a silver tongue.
For to sing she said, And maybe that's all. Wait for the dawn and we will have that song. When it ends it will seem That we hear silence fall. The lady she had a golden heart, For to love, she said And she did not lie. Wait for the dawn and we'll watch for the sun. As we turn it will seem To arise in the sky. We heard that song while watching the skies, Oh the sound it rang So clear through the cold. Then silence fell and the sun did arise On a beautiful morning of silver and gold. |
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| 8. |
| 3:53 |
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I can't believe that it's so cold
And there ain't been no snow. The sound of music it comes to me From every place I go. Sunday morning, there's no one in church But the clergy's chosen man And he is fine I won't worry about him Got the book in his hand. There's a bitter east wind and the fields are swaying The crows are round their nests. I wonder what he's in there saying To all those souls at rest. I see the path which led to the door And the clergy's chosen man Bushes and briars, you and I Where do we stand? I wonder if he knows I'm here Watching the briars grow. And all these people beneath my shoes, I wonder if they know. There was a time when every last one Knew a clergy's chosen man Where are they now? Thistles and thorns Among the sand. I can't believe that it's so cold And there ain't been no snow. The sound of music it comes to me From every place I go. Sunday morning, there's no one in church But the clergy's chosen man Bushes and briars, thistles and thorns Upon the land. |
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| 9. |
| 5:05 |
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My name is Jan the gypsy
I travel the land. There are no chains about me I am me own man. I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise Of the places I have been, oh, And they ain't no lies. I've never had a proper home, Not one like yours is. I've nearly always had a caravan With horses. And I know you won't believe me Though it is the truth to tell That the living it is hard, oh, But it suits me well. I am I traveller of the seas, I am a sailor. The ocean has been good to me, She ain't no jailor. I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise Of the places I have sailed, oh, And they ain't no lies. I've never had a garden, Or a place with windows. I stand upon the salty deck, And feel the wind blow. And I know you won't believe me Though it is the truth to tell That the living it is hard, oh, But it suits me well. My mother was a fire-eater, 'Fore she desert us. So when I was only seven years old I joined the circus. And I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise Of the places we have played, oh, And it ain't no lies. I've never had no money, And no hope to get none. I can always get a penny, When there is good reason. And I know you won't believe me Though it is the truth to tell That the living it is hard, oh, But it suits me well.<BR |
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| 10. |
| 3:06 |
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I'm a long way from you,
I'm a long way from home. And who cares for the feeling Of being alone? The notes and the words They will always unfold And I'm left with a manuscript That will grow old And the secrets all told anyway. So the song it is yours, And the song it is mine. And a cold wind it blows Through good fortunes of time. The hobo he leaves When the going is bad And the music he weaves Is so gentle and sad. But freedom he has anyway |
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| 11. |
| 10:31 |
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They said that it was snowing in astounded tones upon the news.
I wonder why they're always so surprised 'cos every year it snows. Frozen images of snowploughs as they churn along the motorways. I haven't had no boots to wear or any loot to spare for days and days. I've travelled more than forty miles today, i must have grown some wings. It's strange how time just seems to fly away, i can't remember things. In a world of my own they say and who can blame them, they're just not the same. I've known about it all along though i thought i was all wrong, and it's such a shame. Why don't you have any brushes any more, i used to like your style. I see no paintings anywhere and there's no smell of turpentine. Did i really have no meaning? well i never thought i'd hear those words from you.Who needs a meaning anyway, i'd settle anyday for a very fine view. I couldn't even tell you all the changes since you saw me last. My dreams were like the autumn leaves, they faded and they fell so fast. In fact as you say the snows are here and how the time it slips away. But i'm glad you did pass by, i think i'll have another try. it's another day. The day and then the night have gone, it was not long before the dawn, And the travelling man who sat so stiffly in his chair began to yawn. Having kept me here so long my friend, i hope you have a sleeping place to lend, But the painter he just smiled and said: i'll see you in a while, this one has no end. |
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| 12. |
| 4:12 |
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Why do you whisper, green grass,
Why tell the trees what ain't so? Whispering grass, The trees don't have to know. Why tell them all your secrets, Who kissed there long ago? Whispering grass, The trees don't need to know. Don't you tell it to the breeze, 'cause she will tell the birds and bees, And everyone will know Because you told them once before. Yes you told them once before, It's no secret anymore. Why tell them all the old things, They're buried under the snow. Whispering grass, don't tell the trees, 'cause the trees don't need to know. Now don't you tell it to the breeze 'cause she will tell the birds and bees, And everyone will know Because you told them once before. Yes you told them once before, It's no secret anymore. Why tell them all the old things, They're buried under the snow. Whispering grass, don't tell the trees, 'cause the trees don't need to know. |
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| 13. |
| 3:24 |
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I'd work for you, I'd even slave for you
I'd be a beggar or a knave for you And if that isn't love it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along I'd gladly move the earth for you To prove my love dear and its worth for you And if that isn't love it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along With all the words dear at my command I just can't make you understand I'll always love you, darling, come what may My heart is yours, what more can I say I'd sigh for you, I'd cry for you I'd tear the stars down from the sky for you And if that isn't love it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along I'd sigh for you, I'd cry for you I'd tear the stars down from the sky for you And if that isn't love it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along |
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| 14. |
| 4:20 |
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| 15. |
| 7:34 |
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They said that it was snowing in astounded tones upon the news.
I wonder why they're always so surprised 'cos every year it snows. Frozen images of snowploughs as they churn along the motorways. I haven't had no boots to wear or any loot to spare for days and days. I've travelled more than forty miles today, i must have grown some wings. It's strange how time just seems to fly away, i can't remember things. In a world of my own they say and who can blame them, they're just not the same. I've known about it all along though i thought i was all wrong, and it's such a shame. Why don't you have any brushes any more, i used to like your style. I see no paintings anywhere and there's no smell of turpentine. Did i really have no meaning? well i never thought i'd hear those words from you.Who needs a meaning anyway, i'd settle anyday for a very fine view. I couldn't even tell you all the changes since you saw me last. My dreams were like the autumn leaves, they faded and they fell so fast. In fact as you say the snows are here and how the time it slips away. But i'm glad you did pass by, i think i'll have another try. it's another day. The day and then the night have gone, it was not long before the dawn, And the travelling man who sat so stiffly in his chair began to yawn. Having kept me here so long my friend, i hope you have a sleeping place to lend, But the painter he just smiled and said: i'll see you in a while, this one has no end. |
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| Disc 17 | ||||||
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| 3:17 |
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| 2. |
| 6:03 |
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| 5:22 |
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| 4:13 |
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My young love said to me "My mother won't mind
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind" And she laid her hand on me and this she did say "Oh, it will not be long, lord, till our wedding day" And she went away from me and moved through the fair And fondly I watched her move here and move there And then she went onward, just one star awake Like the swan in the evening moves over the lake Last night she came to me, my dead love came in So softly she came that her feet made no din And she laid her hand on me and this she did say "Oh, it will not be long, lord, till our wedding day |
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| 4:27 |
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| 4:17 |
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| 5:10 |
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| 5:08 |
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| 9. |
| 7:01 |
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Across the evening sky,
all the birds are leaving But how can they know it's time for them to go Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming I have no thought of time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving I do not count the time For who knows where the time goes? Who knows where the time goes? And I am not alone while my love is near me I know it will be so until it's time to go So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again I have no fear of time For who knows how my love grows? And who knows where the time goes |
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| 10. |
| 6:59 |
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A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year
Lord Donald's wife came into the church, the gospel for to hear And when the meeting it was done, she cast her eyes about And there she saw little Matty Groves, walking in the crowd "Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight Come home with me, little Matty Groves, and sleep with me till light" "Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep with you tonight By the rings on your fingers I can tell you are my master's wife" "But if I am Lord Donald's wife, Lord Donald's not at home He is out in the far cornfields bringing the yearlings home" And a servant who was standing by and hearing what was said He swore Lord Donald he would know before the sun would set And in his hurry to carry the news, he bent his breast and ran And when he came to the broad millstream, he took off his shoes and he swam Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep When he awoke, Lord Donald was standing at his feet Saying "How do you like my feather bed and how do you like my sheets How do you like my lady who lies in your arms asleep?" "Oh, well I like your feather bed and well I like your sheets But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep" "Well, get up, get up," Lord Donald cried, "get up as quick as you can It'll never be said in fair England that I slew a naked man" "Oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life For you have two long beaten swords and I not a pocket knife" "Well it's true I have two beaten swords and they cost me deep in the purse But you will have the better of them and I will have the worse And you will strike the very first blow and strike it like a man I will strike the very next blow and I'll kill you if I can" So Matty struck the very first blow and he hurt Lord Donald sore Lord Donald struck the very next blow and Matty struck no more And then Lord Donald took his wife and he sat her on his knee Saying "Who do you like the best of us, Matty Groves or me?" And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free "I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you or your finery" Lord Donald he jumped up and loudly he did bawl He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall "A grave, a grave," Lord Donald cried, "to put these lovers in But bury my lady at the top for she was of noble kin |
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| 11. |
| 3:37 |
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Silver tongues are speaking long and hard into the night I must be myself and I'll do alright Oh, please my darling, do not make me sad Late at night nobody really wants to feel that bad The rain it beats impatiently upon the window pane I must close my ears or I'll go insane Can't you be a gentle breeze or silent as a snowfall Won't you try and listen for the voice behind the wall It cries to you Even though it only ever whispers part of what it knows And it's never ventured through the locks Where the brazen river flows It's the fingerprint which is never made It's the perfume of a rose And it is there if you are searching But the moment must be right As the night is black, as the day is white Please my friend, help to make me glad Help me find the one and only thing I've never had What is true |
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| 4:53 |
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| Disc 18 | ||||||
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| 3:37 |
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One evening fair I took the air
Down by Blackwaterside 'Twas gazing all around me When the Irish lad I spied All through the first part of that night We did lie in sport and play, When this young man arose and he gathered his clothes, Saying, ``Fare thee well today''. That's not the promise that you gave to me When the first you lay on my breast, You could make me believe with your lying tongue That the sun rose in the west. Go home, go home, to your father's garden Go home and weep your fill, And think upon your own misfortune Which you bought with your wanton will. There's not one girl in this whole town As easily led as I, And when the sky does fall and the seas will run dry, Why, it's then you'll marry I. |
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| 3:15 |
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Here comes the morning how it pleases
It always brings me something new Its golden light will wash away the dust of yesterday If I try it may let me forget you And when these winter days are over I mean to set myself upon my feet I see me as something that I have never been And I'll pick up the pieces that will make the girl complete I'll be smiling all the time at everybody My friends will tell me I'm just not the same I won't linger over any tragedies that were And I won't be singing any more sad refrains |
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| 3:38 |
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Baby, every cloud has a silver lining
Baby every dog really has his day And it matters to me to see you smiling Why don't we blow all your cares away ? Yesterday is gone and will be forgotten And today is where every new day starts Got to be free as the leaves in Autumn You may be sad but it never lasts. And maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing Just wait and see All the changes there'll be By the time it gets dark. We could go walking out in the sunshine Look at all the people out in the street Hurrying away to a business luncheon Waiting for a taxi for aching feet. Light up your face, baby, let's get going Want to see a change in those weary eyes We'll have some fun, take a boat out rowing Why on earth should life be so serious? And maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing Just wait and see All the changes there'll be By the time it gets dark. |
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| 3:54 |
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There you may stand in your splendour and jewels
Swaying me in both directions. One is the right one, the other for fools, How do I make my selection? The city lies silent in the warm morning light, The sand is as golden as saffron. Oasis of love, sweet water of life, God bless the poor ones who have none though they have tried. Someone is drowning down there in the flood But this river will dry by tomorrow. Is it ocean or stream, this love in my blood, Bringer of joy or of sorrow? The end of the journey must soon be in sight, Birth is the start of the swansong. Oasis of love, sweet water of life, God bless the poor ones who want some but are denied. No one is given the map to their dreams, All we can do is to trace it. See where we go to, Know where we've been, Build up the courage to face it While we fumble in the darkness where once there was light Roaming the land of the ancients. Oasis of love, sweet water of life, God bless the poor ones whose patience never died. While we stumble in blindness where once there was sight Searching for trees in the forest. Oasis of love, sweet water of life, God bless the poor ones, so helpless they have cried. God bless the poor ones who have none though they have tried. God bless the poor ones who want some but are denied. God bless the poor ones whose patience never died. God bless the poor ones on that one way donkey ride. |
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| 5. |
| 3:15 |
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| 6. |
| 3:25 |
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It's so easy to slip
It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all Well my whole world seems so cold today All the magics's gone away And our time together melts away Like the sad melody I play Well I don't want to drift forever In the shadow of your leaving me So I'll light another cigarette And try to remember to forget It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all |
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| 7. |
| 3:32 |
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Baby, every cloud has a silver lining
Baby every dog really has his day And it matters to me to see you smiling Why don't we blow all your cares away ? Yesterday is gone and will be forgotten And today is where every new day starts Got to be free as the leaves in Autumn You may be sad but it never lasts. And maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing Just wait and see All the changes there'll be By the time it gets dark. We could go walking out in the sunshine Look at all the people out in the street Hurrying away to a business luncheon Waiting for a taxi for aching feet. Light up your face, baby, let's get going Want to see a change in those weary eyes We'll have some fun, take a boat out rowing Why on earth should life be so serious? And maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing Just wait and see All the changes there'll be By the time it gets dark. |
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| 3:07 |
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Here comes the morning how it pleases
It always brings me something new Its golden light will wash away the dust of yesterday If I try it may let me forget you And when these winter days are over I mean to set myself upon my feet I see me as something that I have never been And I'll pick up the pieces that will make the girl complete I'll be smiling all the time at everybody My friends will tell me I'm just not the same I won't linger over any tragedies that were And I won't be singing any more sad refrains |
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| 9. |
| 5:34 |
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You make me nervous when I see you.
I can't imagine what it's like to be you. It's a mystery to me every day, And I've got to get away. I put a bet on with a bookie For the race they put on over in Kentucky. It's lovely at this time of year, so they say, And I've got to get away. Chorus I'm a dreamer, and you know I'm a schemer with an eye for a show. It's my imagination when I get low, And the truth is I don't think I'll ever go. When the music's playing, that's when it changes, And no longer do we seen like total strangers. It's all those words which always get in the way Of what you want to say. When I wake up in the morning I think it only fair to give you warning I probably won't go away, I'll more than likely stay. (Chorus) |
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| 10. |
| 3:17 |
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We search for everything
Keeping what we would win Orchids or tiny flowers Wooden huts or ivory towers Centuries or hours Dark are the winter days Holy in many ways Vaults of time unshaken Whilst as through them we are taken Sleeping forests wake Ice melts on the lake Birds begin in making their way back home The frost and the fire goes East winds and winter snows Sun upon the daffodils Dancing on the verdant hills Lambs in the fields Warmer grows the morning sun Days of youthfulness and fun The prime of the year begun The song of summer to be sung Everything is one Working day is done Watch the river running through our lives How slowly the colours change We feel the drops of rain Mists of evening rise again We rarely stroll the shadowed lanes As autumn night draws in We sit upon the sand Warmth draining from the land Watching the ruby sun Setting on the ocean The echoes in the caves The flame upon the waves Memories for saving all our days |
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| 11. |
| 4:10 |
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Baby, every cloud has a silver lining
Baby every dog really has his day And it matters to me to see you smiling Why don't we blow all your cares away ? Yesterday is gone and will be forgotten And today is where every new day starts Got to be free as the leaves in Autumn You may be sad but it never lasts. And maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing Just wait and see All the changes there'll be By the time it gets dark. We could go walking out in the sunshine Look at all the people out in the street Hurrying away to a business luncheon Waiting for a taxi for aching feet. Light up your face, baby, let's get going Want to see a change in those weary eyes We'll have some fun, take a boat out rowing Why on earth should life be so serious? And maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing Just wait and see All the changes there'll be By the time it gets dark. |
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| 12. |
| 2:54 |
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| 4:25 |
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My father he rides with your sheriffs;
And I know he would never mean harm, But to see both sides of a quarrel Is to judge without haste or alarm Chorus Oh, oh, helpless and slow, And you don't have anywhere to go You take away homes from the homeless And leave them to die in the cold The gypsy who begged for your presents He will laugh in your face when you're old (Chorus) Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey Another he drinks up his wine And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate For those of a different kind (Chorus) When the rivers run quicker than trouble I'll be there at your side in the flood It was all I could do to keep myself From taking revenge on your blood (2x Chorus) |
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| 4:31 |
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Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled They crawled out of the woodwork And they whispered into your brain They set you on the treadmill And they made you change your name Chorus And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind Never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in And I would have liked to have known you But I was just a kid Your candle burned out long before Your legend ever did Loneliness was tough The toughest role you ever played Hollywood created a superstar And pain was the price you paid Even when you died the press still hounded you All the papers had to say Was that Marilyn was found in the nude (Chorus) Goodbye Norma Jean Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled Goodbye Norma Jean From the young man in the twenty-second row Who sees you as something more than just sexual More than just our Marilyn Monroe (Chorus) |
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| 15. |
| 3:41 |
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These are the moments that we love so well
Precious moments caught within a spell All too soon our lives they fade away These are the moments that we wish would stay If I had my life to live again I would choose to be with you my friend Time moves slowly and it goes so fast And who knows how long the days will last So cherish deep within you The love you get today Let the moment linger For tomorrow steals that away Yes tomorrow steals that away Cherish deep within you The love you get today Let the moment linger For tomorrow steals that away Tomorrow steals that away These are the memories that we made so well Lives like stories that we long to tell When we're old with not too much to say We'll have the memories that we made today |
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It seems like a lifetime since I saw you
Lover lover I've been away too long When I see lovers holdings hands and sighing I hang my head for shame of doing wrong Bus wheels spinning, song birds singing break my heart Take me back to old remembered days Remind me of the times we spent together Times before we went our separate ways I wish I was a fool for you I wish I was a fool for you I wish I was a fool for you again I'm sorry for the things I've said, the things I've done I'm sorry for the restless thief I've been Please don't make me pay for my deceiving heart Just turn up your lamp and let me in I wish I was a fool for you I wish I was a fool for you ? I wish I was a fool for you again |
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This is the text on the Rendezvous album:
If your eyes are blue you know the rest Champagne if it's very cool It's never very formal how you dress For oysters by the swimming pool Then slip away into the mountainside Like the man in the Lazy E' It's great to have a place where you can hide Why you must amazes me Chorus Golden, Where are you? Sold on gold dust I shuttled all around America From New York to Los Angeles Nervous breakdown later, there we were From Liberty to redwood trees A friend of mine, she hitched from east to west In time to hear my final song It seems to me she tried her very best She is a good companion (Chorus) He stores away the moments of her smiles As if they were rare butterflies Stalks his prey for miles and miles and miles Then barters for the merchandise When Life it drags the likes of me around Just when we need some time alone You have a simple mansion underground Without address or telephone (Chorus) The live version on The Attic Tracks Vol. 3 and on Gold Dust - Live At The Royalty is a bit different. The last two lines of verse one are: It's nice to have a place where you can hide For why you must amazes me And the last verse is: He stores away the moments of her smiles As if they were rare butterflies Stalks his prey for miles and miles and miles And barters for the merchandise As time it drags the likes of me around Just when we need some time alone You have a private mansion underground Without address or telephone |
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Bring back the king to his throne,
And the smile may return to the queen. How can she rule on her own, When the glory of what might have been is all she feels? The fire still burns in the hearth, The music still plays for her pleasure. But the air is as cold as the death, And the soft melodies only measure her bittersweet tears. Every note of each song brings a vision Of love and of pain back to me, Like a captive I've locked in a prison And whose liberty rests upon me. But I can't find the key. You may never be free. The servants still hang on his every word, But his youthfulness passes him by. The king only watches the seasons And they watching him see his sparkling eye Holds no diamond any more. In the folds which begin every ending, I wish I forever could lie. But the cloth I wear is not for mending, For what tailor could stitch up the torn blue sky? So the battle is done. Nobody won. |
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Bring back the king to his throne,
And the smile may return to the queen. How can she rule on her own, When the glory of what might have been is all she feels? The fire still burns in the hearth, The music still plays for her pleasure. But the air is as cold as the death, And the soft melodies only measure her bittersweet tears. Every note of each song brings a vision Of love and of pain back to me, Like a captive I've locked in a prison And whose liberty rests upon me. But I can't find the key. You may never be free. The servants still hang on his every word, But his youthfulness passes him by. The king only watches the seasons And they watching him see his sparkling eye Holds no diamond any more. In the folds which begin every ending, I wish I forever could lie. But the cloth I wear is not for mending, For what tailor could stitch up the torn blue sky? So the battle is done. Nobody won. |
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He was a stranger to himself,
A spy in his own camp, And his money was his health, All thrown to the dust by his very own hand. Yet his beauty lingered still, Beyond the draining of the sand, But greener was the other side of the hill, Richer was the other man's land. But we loved him, loved him just like brothers would. We loved him, loved him like no others could, And she loved him, loved him like a lover should. Take good care of an aching heart, You never can replace it. You know you are the master of your art, You'll realise that when you think it fit. Those orbs of blue are jading away, No laughter from these dances. Yet you're bound to remember this one day, Hazards are risks, and risks are chances. You can run for cover, run for cover like a frightened hare, Till it's all over, all over and there's no-one there, 'Cause you daren't discover, daren't discover that we really care. |
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Baby, every cloud has a silver lining
Baby every dog really has his day And it matters to me to see you smiling Why don't we blow all your cares away ? Yesterday is gone and will be forgotten And today is where every new day starts Got to be free as the leaves in Autumn You may be sad but it never lasts. And maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing Just wait and see All the changes there'll be By the time it gets dark. We could go walking out in the sunshine Look at all the people out in the street Hurrying away to a business luncheon Waiting for a taxi for aching feet. Light up your face, baby, let's get going Want to see a change in those weary eyes We'll have some fun, take a boat out rowing Why on earth should life be so serious? And maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing Just wait and see All the changes there'll be By the time it gets dark. |
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You make me nervous when I see you.
I can't imagine what it's like to be you. It's a mystery to me every day, And I've got to get away. I put a bet on with a bookie For the race they put on over in Kentucky. It's lovely at this time of year, so they say, And I've got to get away. Chorus I'm a dreamer, and you know I'm a schemer with an eye for a show. It's my imagination when I get low, And the truth is I don't think I'll ever go. When the music's playing, that's when it changes, And no longer do we seen like total strangers. It's all those words which always get in the way Of what you want to say. When I wake up in the morning I think it only fair to give you warning I probably won't go away, I'll more than likely stay. (Chorus) |
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My father he rides with your sheriffs;
And I know he would never mean harm, But to see both sides of a quarrel Is to judge without haste or alarm Chorus Oh, oh, helpless and slow, And you don't have anywhere to go You take away homes from the homeless And leave them to die in the cold The gypsy who begged for your presents He will laugh in your face when you're old (Chorus) Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey Another he drinks up his wine And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate For those of a different kind (Chorus) When the rivers run quicker than trouble I'll be there at your side in the flood It was all I could do to keep myself From taking revenge on your blood (2x Chorus) |
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Such sweet love is so hard to find
Look around, these are troublesome times The sun beats down on our hunger and thirst It would soon all be over if we let it be worse Chorus Take me away, take me away Take me away, take me away If not for you how would I keep going No one to be near, no good fortune to know Take my hand, make me feel stronger You're a man - progress is slow (Chorus) There will be rain clouds, for harvest to grow We'll find the rain clouds, and the rivers will flow Leave what is past, search for the future Leave this black dream for it's high time to go (Chorus) |
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We search for everything
Keeping what we would win Orchids or tiny flowers Wooden huts or ivory towers Centuries or hours Dark are the winter days Holy in many ways Vaults of time unshaken Whilst as through them we are taken Sleeping forests wake Ice melts on the lake Birds begin in making their way back home The frost and the fire goes East winds and winter snows Sun upon the daffodils Dancing on the verdant hills Lambs in the fields Warmer grows the morning sun Days of youthfulness and fun The prime of the year begun The song of summer to be sung Everything is one Working day is done Watch the river running through our lives How slowly the colours change We feel the drops of rain Mists of evening rise again We rarely stroll the shadowed lanes As autumn night draws in We sit upon the sand Warmth draining from the land Watching the ruby sun Setting on the ocean The echoes in the caves The flame upon the waves Memories for saving all our days |
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Here comes the morning how it pleases
It always brings me something new Its golden light will wash away the dust of yesterday If I try it may let me forget you And when these winter days are over I mean to set myself upon my feet I see me as something that I have never been And I'll pick up the pieces that will make the girl complete I'll be smiling all the time at everybody My friends will tell me I'm just not the same I won't linger over any tragedies that were And I won't be singing any more sad refrains |
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There you may stand in your splendour and jewels
Swaying me in both directions. One is the right one, the other for fools, How do I make my selection? The city lies silent in the warm morning light, The sand is as golden as saffron. Oasis of love, sweet water of life, God bless the poor ones who have none though they have tried. Someone is drowning down there in the flood But this river will dry by tomorrow. Is it ocean or stream, this love in my blood, Bringer of joy or of sorrow? The end of the journey must soon be in sight, Birth is the start of the swansong. Oasis of love, sweet water of life, God bless the poor ones who want some but are denied. No one is given the map to their dreams, All we can do is to trace it. See where we go to, Know where we've been, Build up the courage to face it While we fumble in the darkness where once there was light Roaming the land of the ancients. Oasis of love, sweet water of life, God bless the poor ones whose patience never died. While we stumble in blindness where once there was sight Searching for trees in the forest. Oasis of love, sweet water of life, God bless the poor ones, so helpless they have cried. God bless the poor ones who have none though they have tried. God bless the poor ones who want some but are denied. God bless the poor ones whose patience never died. God bless the poor ones on that one way donkey ride. |
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You make me nervous when I see you.
I can't imagine what it's like to be you. It's a mystery to me every day, And I've got to get away. I put a bet on with a bookie For the race they put on over in Kentucky. It's lovely at this time of year, so they say, And I've got to get away. Chorus I'm a dreamer, and you know I'm a schemer with an eye for a show. It's my imagination when I get low, And the truth is I don't think I'll ever go. When the music's playing, that's when it changes, And no longer do we seen like total strangers. It's all those words which always get in the way Of what you want to say. When I wake up in the morning I think it only fair to give you warning I probably won't go away, I'll more than likely stay. (Chorus) |
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My father he rides with your sheriffs;
And I know he would never mean harm, But to see both sides of a quarrel Is to judge without haste or alarm Chorus Oh, oh, helpless and slow, And you don't have anywhere to go You take away homes from the homeless And leave them to die in the cold The gypsy who begged for your presents He will laugh in your face when you're old (Chorus) Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey Another he drinks up his wine And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate For those of a different kind (Chorus) When the rivers run quicker than trouble I'll be there at your side in the flood It was all I could do to keep myself From taking revenge on your blood (2x Chorus) |
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No use knocking at my door,
I don't think I live here anymore. I live in the past you see I think of the last time we were there Before you went with her. All my letters lie unopened, Along with calling cards and tokens. I cannot read, you see, I think of the need to be by you now If I could only move somehow. The albums strewn without their clothes Gather dust amoung the grooves. The only one I play is blue, It makes me think of you. |
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