Fairport Convention - Over The Next Hill (2004) by Fairport Convention (보컬) on maniadb.com

Forever Forever the road goes on Forever

If your wheels are burning up the miles,
And your wearing down shoe leather,
And your face is frozen in a smile,
And the road goes on forever.

Forever, forever,
The road goes on Forever.

Over the next hill,
Maybe there's good weather.

If your flying over table top,
Eyes wide with wine and wonder,
Or lazy counting kangaroos,
In the dingle days down under.

Down Under, Down Under,
In Dingle days down under.

Over the next hill,
Theres no more rain or thunder.

Though you chose the open road when you were willing
To sing and dance and take the tamborine and the shilling
All the secret tricks and footsteps you were learning
But once the stone begins to roll its not the turning.

Like a rolling stone
With no direction home

Though you chose the open road when you were willing
To sing and dance and take the tamborine and the shilling
All the secret tricks and footsteps you were learning
But once the stone begins to roll its not the turning.

Like a rolling stone
With no direction home

If your pacing in some dresing room
Where there's no fresh paint or windows,
O your strutting on some dusty stage
Wondering where the time goes.

The time goes, The time goes
Wodering where the time goes.

Over the next hill,
They say there will be rainbows

Oh Rainbows Rainbows
Somewhere over rainbows

Over the next hill
Who knows where the time goes

Was homeward bound, one night on the deep,
Swinging in my hammock I fell asleep.

Across the ocean we set sail
It was a rough and mighty sea,
Our strength and courage beat the gale
Till our ship she landed free

I sail my vessel for my lord in Banbury
So no come to harm
It was my calling from the start my destiny
In a sea of calm

And i dream at night
Of those frozen waves
Of that curtained sky
In its shimmering state.

Land of great white bears,
Across that crystal flow
And the snow flakes fall
I'm already there.

At Hudson bay we made out camp
To heal our wounds and take on stores
With native Indians as our guides
We found the copper mine shore

We headed down through Canada
Our bow was breaking through the ice
But it got thicker when we stopped
Held in a frozen vice

I wonder how you are, across the mighty sea
Through the turquoise spray
And all the people that you meet, a lot like me
Is there much to say

And I dream at night
Of those frozen waves
And that curtained sky
In its shimmering state

Land of great white bears
Across that crystal flow
Like the snowflakes fall
I'm already there.

Franklin said he had to leave
And take our chance with dog and sled
I thought of you and hoped you pray for me
We are brothers come what may

So much good will
Out in the streets of this old town
As people ask your name

So many thoughts my humble prayers,
Go out to you
On that ice bound plain

And I dream at night
Of those frozen waves
Of that curtained sky
In its shimmering state

Land of great white bears
Across that crystal flow
Like the snowflakes fall
I'm already there.

Theres a time I remember
When I tired to be free
I fought like a lion
But I couldnt see
That I was a loser
Before I fired the very firt shot.
And a back row seat in life
Was all I got.

It was all right protesting
I could see it wearing thin
So I walk along the back roads
Waiting for the tide to come in.

So the baliff makes you
A travelling man
You swap your house
For a Bedford Van
The countryside i closed
The law wont let you move.
Theyll push you through the country
What are they tryin to prove.

When youve no harm
Commited no big sin.
Just get out along the back roads
And wait for the tide to come in.

Hold on,
Do you believe the politicians?
Hold on,
Do you really think they'll listen
Hold on
Fighting to see it through.

Hold back
Before you make a big decision
Hold back
They'll strain to see your vision
Hold back
Dont believe what you read in the news.

As you grow older,
You gotta realise
You've gotta bend a litte
You've got to compromise
And get out on the back roads
Stay off the highway line.
Ooh stay while no lies
You will see it come in time

They cant keep you down forever,
Their wedge is wearing thin,
So get out on the back roads
And wait for the tide to come in

There was a time I remember
When I tried to be free
I fought like a lion
But I couldnt see
That I was a loser
Before I fired the very first shot
And a back row seat in life
Was all I got.

It was alright proteting
I could see it wearing thin
So I walk along the back roads
And wait for the tide to come in

Yeh I walk along the backroads
And wait for the tide to come in.

Traditional

Here we come a-wassailing
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a-wand'ring
So fair to be seen.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail, too,
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year.

We are not daily beggers
That beg from door to door,
But we are neighbors' children
Whom you have seen before
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail, too,
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year.

Good master and good mistress,
As you sit beside the fire,
Pray think of us poor children
Who wander in the mire.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail, too,
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year

We have a little purse
Made of ratching leather skin;
We want some of your small change
To line it well within.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail, too,
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year.

Bring us out a table
And spread it with a cloth;
Bring us out a cheese,
And of your Christmas loaf.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail, too,
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year.

God bless the master of this house,
Likewise the mistress too;
And all the little children
That round the table go.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail, too,
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year.

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.