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Lucas-Roche
I come from the moor and the mointain, from the waterfall and stream. I've turned my back on the mountain track; I'm walking in a dream. And ev'ry new horizon to mee it looks the same But ev'rywhere looks old and bare while trav'ling on the plain. There's no-one rides this road with me, a plainsman rides alone. The welcome waits by a city gate, no voice to call me home. Alone I came into this place, and that is how I will go And all I learn is the season's turn, that's all I need to know. Oh the world is hung with silver tongues wiht good advice to give. If you can't show me how to die, don't tell me how to live. The plainsman's song, though it's seldom long, it's more than meets the ear And all I believe is the falling leaves at the turning of the year. |
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| 5:13 |
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| 3:39 |
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| 9. |
| 2:49 |
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| 10. |
| 4:34 |
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| 6:18 |
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| 10:11 |
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| 3:55 |
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| 7:31 |
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| 5. |
| 13:21 |
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| 2:30 |
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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. |
| 4:55 |
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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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| 3:56 |
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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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| 2:51 |
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| 5:57 |
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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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| 3:26 |
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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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| 5:02 |
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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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| 4:06 |
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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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| 3:58 |
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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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| 3:44 |
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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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| 2:01 |
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There's no excuse for torture, that you ought to know Let it live, let it breathe, let it go Yonder stands a scarecrow, he's hollow in his robes Let it live, let it breathe, let it go: The song was only in our time They'll call it long, long ago They'll say, |
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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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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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| 3:26 |
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Now I've been an engine driver all of my days That's the only thing I can do I hold a good head of steam everywhere that I'm seen Wherever my wheels rolled through Wherever my wheels rolled through Well, I was nearly shut down in a Midwest town Her hair was red, her eyes were blue But the wheels on the track kept calling me back So I bid that girl adieu Yes, I bid that girl adieu Blow whistle, steel wheels keep on humming Hold on darling your engine driver's coming He's coming through Some day I'll have to give up the iron line And then I'll know just what I will find I'll find me some shack by some old railroad track So I can hear them motors whine So I can hear them motors whine Blow whistle, hear them steel rails humming Hold on darling your engineer is coming He's coming through Now I've been an engine driver all of my days That's the only thing I can do I hold a good head of steam anywhere that I'm seen Anywhere my trains rolled through Anywhere my trains rolled through Blow whistle, hear that steel rail humming Hold on girl your engine driver's coming Coming to you |
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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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| 3:38 |
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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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Night-time girl, rocking in a chair Whiles her time away combing up her yellow hair Night-time girl, rocking in a chair Looking in the mirror with a wide eyed stare Night-time girl, when she's eager for the city Dresses for the ball and she looks so young and pretty Night-time girl, when she's eager for the city Dresses for the ball and she looks so young and pretty Night-time girl, there's a place they want to put you Night-time girl, they say you're insane Night-time girl, they tell me you're crazy Isn't that a crying shame Night-time girl, maybe all these changes Are stages of what I'm hoping Hard luck girl, your peace of mind Must seem a long time coming Night-time girl, there's a place they want to put you Night-time girl, they say you're insane Night-time girl, they tell me you're crazy Isn't that a crying shame Night-time girl, rocking in a chair Whiles her time away combing up her yellow hair Night-time girl, rocking in a chair Looking in a mirror with a wide eyed stare Night-time girl, they tell me you're crazy Night-time girl, they say you're insane Night-time girl, there's a place they want to put you Isn't that a crying shame |
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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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