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Away with the buff and the blue
And away with the cap and feather I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire Off with the . . . and over the moss and the mire I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire Her father loves her well, her mother loves her dearer I love them better than them both but, man, I can't get near her Off with the . . . and over the moss and the mire I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire If only I could be lying there aside her While I must bide here, my arms'll be denied her Off with the . . . and over the moss and the mire I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire Her skin is like the silk and her hair is like the silver Her breasts are deep and cool, they'll warm when I get near her Off with the . . . and over the moss and the mire I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire Ah, this love of mine, oh, this love, I am weary Sleep I can't get none for thinking of my dearie Off with the . . . and over the moss and the mire I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire Away with the ?gilded? shield and away with the cap and feather I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire Away with the buff and the blue Away with the cap and feather I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire Off with the . . . and over the moss and the mire I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire |
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| 2. |
| 4:54 |
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Come all you wild young men
and a warning take by me Never lead your single life astray or into bad company As I myself have done, being all in the month of May When I, as pressed by a sea captain, a privateer to trade To the East Indies we were bound to plunder the raging main And it's many the brave and a galliant ship we sent to a watery grave Ah, for Freeport we did steer, our provisions to renew When we did spy a bold man of-war sailing three feet to our two Oh, she fired across our bows, Heave to and don't refuse Surrender now unto my command or else your lives you'll lose And our decks they were sputtered with blood and the cannons did loudly roar And broadside and broadside a long time we lay till we could fight no more And a thousand times I wished myself alone all alone with my Polly on the shore She's a tall and a slender girl with a dark and a-rolling eye And here am I, a-bleeding on the deck and for a sweet saint must lie Farewell, my family and my friends, likewise my barley too I'd never have crossed the salt sea wide if I'd have been ruled by you And a thousand times I saw myself again, all alone with my Polly on the shore |
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| 5:10 |
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When love, with unconfined wings, hovers within my gates
And my ?divine now fear? brings to whisper at my grates When I lie tangled in her hair and fettered with her eye Birds that wanton in the air know no such liberty When flowing cups run swiftly round with no allaying ?tense? Our careless heads with roses crowned, our hearts with royal flames When first decreeth in wine we steep when healths and rafts run free Fishes that tipple in the deep know no such liberty Stone walls do not a prison make not iron bars a gate Minds innocent and quiet take that as a hermitage If I have freedom in my love and in my soul am free Angels alone that soar above enjoy such liberty |
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| 2:52 |
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| 5:56 |
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Time stood dark and silent and the stars they gave no light
I wandered in an endless dream, haunted by the night I saw four ghostly riders, the horses in a line Each in turn did point at me and say I'm on full ?rein? We are the sculptors of the land, the rulers of the sea We are the falcons of your sins, gardeners of the trees The air about you is burning and the sea below does drown And the legacy you leave your ?swan? will surely bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down A curse upon you men of war, with gun or pen in hand The power sword or . . . the castles made of sand You always have good reason to take more than you need Your hearts are full of paper and your minds are full of greed Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down What is deeper than the ocean, colder than the grave Stronger than your armies all and braver than the brave? Those who know and ?knowing know? will sow on fertile ground Those who don't and never would are those you will go down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down |
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| 3:24 |
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He never put a foot wrong
Until the day Joe met Big William He made him an offer but he often was wrong I'll tell you where to stick it, said Big William to Joe You can put it where the monkey sticks his nuts I wouldn't give you fourpence for your lousy rotten dough And, anyway, you haven't got that much Hey Joe, hear what I say You want my time, I ain't giving away Go make the money you want some other way I don't want to go to Peru Don't leave ?Delhi, you're any guru? I don't like work and I don't like you I'll tell you where to stick it, said Big William to Joe You can put it where the monkey sticks his nuts I wouldn't give you fourpence for your lousy rotten dough And, anyway, you haven't got that much I'll tell you where to stick it said Big William to Joe You can put it where the monkey sticks his nuts I wouldn't give you fourpence for your lousy rotten dough And, anyway, you haven't got that much |
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| 5:01 |
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(Chorus)
Pleasure and pain is like profit and gain Sometimes you win and sometimes you lose Be kind to yourself when you're tired of yourself Don't go mixing the reds along with the blues The coach that I ride has a horseman who's tired The reins to his hands they are tied The one to alight, if he's lucky, he might Learn to slow down and drift with the tide (Chorus) It's ever so low when there's nowhere to go And your spirit lies close to the ground Take a long look behind, I'm sure you'll find A friend there who'll help pull you round (Chorus) You have to agree, it's not easy to see A sheep underneath all that fleece If you'll take my advice, stick with people you like It's a big world, you're only one piece (Chorus) Pleasure and pain is like profit and gain Sometimes you win Be kind to yourself when you're tired of yourself Don't go mixing the reds along with the blues |
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| 4:42 |
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Don't say you caught me,
if you don't need me Then I'll walk away, come on make up your mind Don't try to use me or cry to confuse me cause I know your games and they're the same games as mine Feels like a break-up, you're taking up time Don't say you told her, you? still you love her Oh, that's where you've been, I hadn't seen all the signs You swear you've changed then you tell me again That it's you I can trust, for you must think that I'm blind Why don't you wake up? You're taking up time Stop all the schooling, just keep it cool and Believe what I say though it may seem unkind Too late for pleading ? I just want some peace? And go find a new friend cause it's the end of the line Why don't you wake up? You're taking up time Don't say you caught me, if you don't need me Then I'll walk away, come on make up your mind Don't try to use me or cry to confuse me 'cause I know your games and they're the same games as mine Why don't you wake up? You're taking up time |
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| 2:49 |
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| 11. |
| 3:55 |
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Dylan
I woke up this mornin', there were tears in my bed They killed a man I really loved, shot him the head Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down Lord, they laid him in the ground. Sent him off to prison for a seventy-dollar robbery Closed the door behind him and threw away the key Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down Lord, they laid him in the ground. He wouldn't take shit from no one, he wouldn't bow down or kneel Authorities, they hated him because he was just too real Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down Lord, they laid him in the ground. Prison guards, they hitted him as they cursed him from above But they were frightened of his power, they were scared of his love Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down Lord, they laid him in the ground. Sometimes I think this whole world is one big prison yard Some of us are prisoners, the rest of us are guards Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down Lord, they laid him in the ground. Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down Lord, they laid him in the ground. |
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| 5:00 |
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(Chorus)
Pleasure and pain is like profit and gain Sometimes you win and sometimes you lose Be kind to yourself when you're tired of yourself Don't go mixing the reds along with the blues The coach that I ride has a horseman who's tired The reins to his hands they are tied The one to alight, if he's lucky, he might Learn to slow down and drift with the tide (Chorus) It's ever so low when there's nowhere to go And your spirit lies close to the ground Take a long look behind, I'm sure you'll find A friend there who'll help pull you round (Chorus) You have to agree, it's not easy to see A sheep underneath all that fleece If you'll take my advice, stick with people you like It's a big world, you're only one piece (Chorus) Pleasure and pain is like profit and gain Sometimes you win Be kind to yourself when you're tired of yourself Don't go mixing the reds along with the blues |
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| 3:44 |
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Green-Montgomery
Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh down the Eastern seaboard I got my diesel wound up and she's a-running like never before There's a speed zone ahead alright but I can't see a cop in sight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. I got ten forward gears and a George Overdrive I'm takin' little white pills and my eyes are opened wide And I just passed a Jimmy and White, been passing everything in sight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. Well, the FBI is checkin on down the line Well, I'm a little overweight but my log books way behind But nothing bothers me tonight, I'm gonna dodge all the scales allright Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. Well, it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye I could have a lotta women but I'm not like some other guys I could find me one to hold me tight but I could never make believe it's alright Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. My rigs a little old but that don't mean she's slow There's a good flame blowing from her smoke stack black as coal Well, my home town's comming in sight and if you think I'm happy you're right Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. |
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