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from Bert Jansch - The Black Swan (2008)
I don't believe I've seen
a woman like you anywhere. And I must admit that I can't see to making you into a dream. But if I had a magical wonder word, I'd send a dove to catch your love and I send a blackbird to steal your heart. But a broken heart won't go, my endless search, little girl, I gonna fix a magic(al) spell to weave on you, little girl. I'll fall along that you catch the wind upon the orange to sweetest sin before this very moment evil in. I'd rather wait at the dark of thousand times, little girl, and take the woman until the heart of my soul. And if I catch you sleeping along the west and gave you alone my secret way. But I bind your heart unto me very slow. I don't believe I've seen a woman like you anywhere. And I must admit that I can't see to making you into a dream. And if I had a magical wonder word, I send a dove to catch your love and I send a blackbird to steal your heart. |
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from Bert Jansch - Crimson Moon [Reissue] (2008)
Last night as I lay sleeping, a dream it came to me
I thought I heard a piper play the sweetest melody People gathered round a-dancing and singing so merrily They're all singing and dancing, Caledonia ever free Singing and dancing, Caledonia ever free From the busy heart of Glasgow to Lochranza by the sea O're the water to Kintyre, the pretties pace you'll ever see To the pubs and bars of Oban, they're all proud of their old country They're all singing and dancing, Caledonia ever free Singing and dancing, Caledonia ever free On the road to Drumnadrochid, there's music everywhere For the piper plays for Nessie a sweet and tender air Through Glengarry's running rivers, cascading to the sea To the tranquillity of Ullapool, ah now that's Scatland to me Come wild and windy weather, Caledonia ever free When the fiddle plays from Scotland, they hears the piper's song They came o'erthe sea to join him, they danced and they sang along From the granite city southward, on the road to bonny Dundee They're all singing and dancing, Caledonia ever free Singing and dancing, Caledonia ever free Now if you ever come to Scotland, ever come to visit my home You can hear the piper playing, standing all alone For he plays from Edinburgh Castle, that looks out to the sea He'll have you singing and dancing, Caledonia ever free Singing and dancing, Caledonia ever free |
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from Bert Jansch - Crimson Moon [Reissue] (2008)
Crimson moon
In the early morning Blue black sky Tell me why If she loves me My baby drives me wild Like a little child She's standing on the edge, she wants to learn to swim She looks in the water but she won't dive in Crimson moon Tell me why She's like a new spring flower Come out to play In a gray day in autumn She brightens up the day But does she know that winter's coming? Jack Frost in on his way You've got to hide little girl from his icy stare Run back to the sunshine he won't catch you there Run little girl run Crimson moon In the early morning Blue black sky Tell her I love her She will listen to you Tell her she can hear the heartbeat of an dragonfly In full flight Taste the spring water of a mountain stream And feel the burning kiss of a lover's dream Tell her I love her She will listen to you Tell her I love her She will know that it's true |
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from Bert Jansch - Crimson Moon [Reissue] (2008)
Driving through the wind and rain
Got my baby beside me too Baby, we're going home Just me and you I don't mind the drizzling rain Inside it is warm and dry Hey baby, we're going home I'll kiss the blues bye-bye See the raindrops dance on the highway a million starlights bright Baby, we've got to keep on trucking, Trucking tonight There's a truck stop sign up ahead Glistening in the rain Maybe we could stop a little while Then back on the road again So lay back your pretty little head And dream the night away Dream of a snow white pillow And a great big feather bed Driving through the wind and rain Got my baby beside me too Hey, baby, we're going home Just me and you |
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from Bert Jansch - Crimson Moon [Reissue] (2008)
When you're feeling lonesome
l'Il tell you what you do Pick up the phone and tell me Don't be alone and blue Pick up the phone and call me l'Il come running straight to you It you're looking for love I've got a cure for the lonesome blues. When the sky above you Is cloudy and grey Pick up the phone and call me I'll brighten up your day Pick up the phone and call me, honey I'll come running straight to you It you're looking for love I've got a cure for the lonesome blues. Morning brings the sunshine Night-time brings the blues l can bring you lovin' Honey you can't lose Pick up the phone and call me I'll come running straight to you If you're looking for love I've got a cure for the lonesome blues. When you're feeling lonesome I'll tell you what you do Pick up the phone and tell me, honey Don't be alone and blue Pick up the phone and call me I'll come running straight to you If you're looking for love I've got a cure for the lonesome blues |
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from Bert Jansch - Crimson Moon [Reissue] (2008)
My Donald he works on the sea
Where the waves they blow wild and free He splices the ropes, he sets the sail. Southward he goes, in search of the whale He never thinks of me left behind Nor the torments that rage in my mind He's mine for only half part of the year Then leaves me behiind, with nothing but a tear Oh you ladies who smell the wild rose Think for the perfume to where a man goes Think of the women, the children that yearn For men never return from hunting the sperm Oh my Donald he works on the sea Where the waves they blow wild and free He splices the ropes, he sets the sail. Southward he goes, in search of the whale |
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from Bert Jansch - Crimson Moon [Reissue] (2008)
While walking along on a rocky sea shore
On a wild wet windy day I heard a sweet voice cry in the wind Saying "Lover come to me" O'er the jagged rocks I scrambled Fingers cut down to the core Saw the light of a lady She was sitting alone on the shore "Lady all alone please tell me, Why do you cry for me? Why do sit in the cold and sing, Sing out to the sea?" "Well I sing for my loved ones Lost in the silvery sea Sing for my homeland so dear Sing to draw your heart near. So please kind sir will you help me To find my way home I've travelled the seven blue oceans. Now I'm stranded here all alone My brothers they are dying From a plague running wild and free Their bodies all covered in the blackest of oil That floats on top of the sea. And my sisters are in hiding Afraid others may see their shame Their bodies all twisted, broken and lame Deep in the watery main. So please kind sir will you help me To find my way home I've travelled the seven blue oceans, How I'm stranded here all alone. If you promise you will take me To the edge of the silvery sea I'll give you all your heart's desires All your eyes they do see" O'er the jagged rocks I carried her To the edge of the silvery sea I laid her down and kissed her sweet lips Saying "Lover, now you are free" But she clung on to my arms And she would not let me be She clung on so fast she pulled me down Down to the bottom of the sea |
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from Bert Jansch - Crimson Moon [Reissue] (2008)
I'll sing you this October song
There's no song before it The words and tune are none of my own For my joys and sorrows bore it Beside the sea the brambly briars ln the still of evening Birds fly out behind the sun And with them l'll be leaving The faIIen leaves that jewel the ground They know the art of dying And leave with joy their glad gold hearts In scarlet shadows Iying When hunger calls my footsteps home The morning follows after l swim the seas within my mind And the pine trees laugh green Iaughter l used to search for happiness l used to follow pleasure But l found a door behind my mind And that's the greatest treasure For rulers like to lay down laws And rebels like to break them And the poor priests like to walk in chains l met a man whose name was time He said I must be going But just how long ago that was l have no way of knowing Somelimes l want to murder time Sometimes when my heart's aching But mostly l just stroll along The path that he is taking l'll sing you this October Song There is no song before it The words and tune are none of my own For my joys and sorrows bore it Beside the sea the brambly briars In the cool of evening The birds fly out behind the sun And with them l'll be Ieaving |
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from Bert Jansch - Crimson Moon [Reissue] (2008)
Sitting on the river bank
Watching the water flow Sitting here thinking and wondering Which way to go? How the river sings the sweetest songs in a million harmonies But the sun shines brighter on the other side That's where l want to be So please mister ferryman Won't you take me to the other side Where the songbirds sing for me Where life is led by the hand of fate That's how it ought to be When the evening shadows reach out At the setting of the sun Will l still be wishing and a-wondering When the morning comes? For l once could swim against the tide Iike the salmon who swims for home But I'll be happy now just to hitch a ride And make it on my own So please mister ferryman Won't you take me to the other side Where the songbirds sing for me Where life is led by the hand of fate That's how it ought to be Well I'll take you says the ferryman But if l should close my eyes And fall asleep before we land You must take these oars and forever more Be at my command |
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from Bert Jansch - Nicola (2006)
Come back baby
Please do not go How much I love you You never know Come back baby Talk it over one more time Love you woman You know that I do Love you baby All the way through Come back baby Talk it over one more time I woke up this mornin' Baby you've gone Is there any crime without doubt? Come back baby Talk it over one more time Come back oh, to me Love you baby Oh, set me free Come back baby Talk it over one more time Come back girl Please do not go How much I love you You never know Come back baby Talk it over one more time |
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from Bert Jansch - Nicola (2006)
Drawing water from the well,
spilling over on the grass, walking homeward, my heart is filled with pain, woe -oh oh oh oh is me, go your way my love, go your way my love. Drawing water from the well, spilling over on the grass, walking homeward, my heart is filled with pain, woe -oh oh oh oh is me go your way my love, go your way my love. |
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from Bert Jansch - The River Sessions (2006)
Like a high stepping pony strutting and prancing
Ah she's so full of life Sparkling with tiny red roses Let there be music to please her Let it be sunbright to light up her day Let the moon light her night And fill her with deep silent sleepiness If I were a small bird so tiny I'd hide in her hair just to be near her To hear her sweet voice And feel her sweet body beside me And if I were a high lord with riches I'd clothe her in satin from India's far highlands I would shoe her in gold Then invite her to sit at my table Step out young lady a-dancing To the sound of sweet music so gaily come singing For your beauty so rare Is as fresh as a sweet Sunday morning |
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from Bert Jansch - The River Sessions (2006)
In the bleak midwinter,
Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone. Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago. Heaven cannot hold Him Nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away When He comes to reign. In the bleak midwinter A stable place sufficed Father Lord, Almighty, Jesus Christ. Enough for Him, whom Cherubim Worship night and day, A breastful of milk, And a mangerful of hay; Enough for Him, whom Angels Fall down before, The ox and ass and camel Which adore. What can I give Him, Poor as I am? If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb. If I were a wise man, I would do my part; Yet what I can, I give Him Give my heart. |
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from Bert Jansch - The River Sessions (2006)
It's one for Jo
Don't let your man go He's a dreamer darling He's even kind'a slow I don't believe the tales he tells But they're always nice to hear He's a dreamer darling Always keep him near In a white tuxedo He's remarkably cool A prince of living Who knows all the rules In a black sedan so royally He takes his love to school And no-one can reproach him No-one but a fool He's a bold sea captain In his boots and oilskin hat Struggling blindly Through seas wild and black Down the river he glides With his baby by his side And when you think of that gal How can your love hide It's one for Jo Don't let your man go He's a dreamer darling He's even kind'a slow I don't believe the tales he tells But they're always nice to hear He's a dreamer darling Always keep him near |
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from Bert Jansch - The River Sessions (2006)
Runnin' runnin' from home,
Breakin' ties that you'd grown Catchin' dreams from the clouds The city sounds burn your soul Turn your head to the cries Of loneliness in the night Just like a fly when it's caught The spider soon takes it's prey Spins a dance round your heart Give me your beauty and age A pleasure pleasing my mind Your heart will shatter and fall Step on pavements so old Cast a glance at the young Girls a-making their way The passing image of you Reflects a pain to my heart And disappears in a crowd Runnin' runnin' from home Breakin' ties that you'd grown Catchin' dreams from the clouds |
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from Bert Jansch - The River Sessions (2006)
Put on your cloud stepping shoes, and dance
Shake off the lonely bad blues, take a chance Seek out and find a green jade pool Hide behind the moon Don't let the judges sing your name Remember from where you came He rolls and tumbles and he laughs, when he speaks And heaven's sweet wine brings a blush, to his cheeks Who showed him the way to live forever Longer than anyone For he stole the petals from the dying sun Fresh when the day was done Now over the seas o'r the mountains, he calls There must be a way I can stay, Lord immortal Wanna go to heaven on my flying trapeze Eat all the fruit I please Wanna drink my fill of that heavenly wine Till the judges call my time Chorus Stone monkey gather your family round And follow the sun on down |
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from Best Christmas 100 (2005)
In the bleak midwinter,
Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone. Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago. Heaven cannot hold Him Nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away When He comes to reign. In the bleak midwinter A stable place sufficed Father Lord, Almighty, Jesus Christ. Enough for Him, whom Cherubim Worship night and day, A breastful of milk, And a mangerful of hay; Enough for Him, whom Angels Fall down before, The ox and ass and camel Which adore. What can I give Him, Poor as I am? If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb. If I were a wise man, I would do my part; Yet what I can, I give Him Give my heart. |
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from The Squid and the Whale (오징어와 고래) by Britta Phillips, Dean Wareham [ost] (2005) | |||||
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from The Squid and the Whale (오징어와 고래) by Britta Phillips, Dean Wareham [ost] (2005) | |||||
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from The Squid and the Whale (오징어와 고래) by Britta Phillips, Dean Wareham [ost] (2005) | |||||
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from Bert Jansch - Legend The Classic Recordings (2005)
One morning fair I took the air
Down by Blackwater side 'twas in gazing all, all around me The Irish lad I spied All through the far part of the night We lay in sport and play Till this young man arose and gathered his clothes Saying fare-thee-well today That's not the promise that you gave to me When first you lay on my breast You could make me believe with your lying tongue That the sun rose in the West Well then go home to your father's garden Go home and weep your fill And think on your own misfortune That you've brought with your wanton will |
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from Bert Jansch - Legend The Classic Recordings (2005)
Come back baby
Please do not go How much I love you You never know Come back baby Talk it over one more time Love you woman You know that I do Love you baby All the way through Come back baby Talk it over one more time I woke up this mornin' Baby you've gone Is there any crime without doubt? Come back baby Talk it over one more time Come back oh, to me Love you baby Oh, set me free Come back baby Talk it over one more time Come back girl Please do not go How much I love you You never know Come back baby Talk it over one more time |
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from Bert Jansch - Legend The Classic Recordings (2005)
Freedom fighters, speak with your tongues
Sing with the might of the wind In your lungs, do you hear me now? My mama told me, papa said it too "Son, the world's divided and you know Your cause is true", do you hear me now? Can you see those mushrooms seed and burst Spreading through our valleys breeding hunger Breeding thirst. Do you hear me now? Snowmen in the winter, blossoms in the spring If they drop the bomb in the summertime It don't mean a doggone thing Do you hear me now? Do you hear me now? Freedom fighters speak with your tongues Sing with the might of the wind In your lungs, do you hear me now? Do you hear me now? |
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from Bert Jansch - Legend The Classic Recordings (2005)
When sadness fills your heart
And sorrow hides the longing to be free When things go wrong each day You fix your mind to a?scape your misery Your troubled young life Had made you turn To a needle of death How strange, your happy words Have ceased to bring a smile from everyone How tears have filled the eyes Of friends that you once had walked among Your troubled young life Had made you turn To a needle of death One grain of pure white snow Dissolved in blood spread quickly to your brain In peace your mind withdraws Your death so near your soul can't feel no pain Your troubled young life Had made you turn To a needle of death Your mother stands a'cryin' While to the earth your body's slowly cast Your father stands in silence Caressing every young dream of the past Your troubled young life Had made you turn To a needle of death Through ages, man's desires To free his mind, to release his very soul Has proved to all who live That death itself is freedom for evermore And your troubled young life Will make you turn To a needle of death |
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from Bert Jansch - Legend The Classic Recordings (2005)
When I was in service in Rosemary Lane
I won the goodwill of my master and did I Till a sailor came there one night to lay And that was the beginning of my misery He called for a candle to light him to bed And likewise a silk handkerchief to tie up his head To tie up his head as sailors will do And he said my Pretty Polly will you come too Now this maid being young and foolish she thought it no harm For to lie into bed to keep herself warm And what was done there I will never disclose But I wish that short night had been seven long years Next morning this sailor so early arose And into my apron three guineas did throw Saying take this I will give and more I will do If you'll be my Polly wherever I go Now if it's a boy he will fight for the king And if it's a girl she will wear a gold ring She will wear a gold ring and a dress all aflame And remember my service in Rosemary Lane When I was in service in Rosemary Lane I won the goodwill of my master and did I Till a sailor came there one night to lay And that was the beginning of my misery |
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from Bert Jansch - Legend The Classic Recordings (2005)
Come walk the streets of crime
And colour bright the corners Of love with the earth See the dazzling nightlife grow Beyond the dawn and burning In the heart of Soho Hear the market cries And see their wares displayed Through the window of your soul Come watch the naked dance That spins before your very eyes Naked like the sun Step inside where men before Have drunk to fill to senseless Till the dreams fade and die And free and easy Does the blood red wine come flowing From the glass to your veins And the midday dream is silent Thou gardens where you're resting From the troubles of your mind And though the sun is burning brightly All within the gardens Are the sleeping oris dead And through the afternoon The buzzing bees do harmonise Through the rushing sale daylight |
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