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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
Well I've been away such a long time now And my life has changed so much And I broke my promise that no matter how I would always keep in touch I could hear the whistle of the telephone wires I could hear the trains roll by If I can hear the whistle and the engine's whine Why can't I hear you cry That home is where the heart is Who's that knocking on your front door? Is it the friend that you never knew? Well why don't you make sure That home is where the heart is Three short steps & I'll be there Into the arms of the one you love And never roam no more Well you tracked me down to this foreign town Your long distance call came through And a voice that I'd not heard for years Said, Darlin', is that you? And a voice of my own said, I'll be there When I get these wheels to start And it's not my promise that I'll break this time But someone else's heart 'Cause home is where the heart is Guess who's knocking at your front door? Is it the friend that you never knew? Well why don't you make sure That home is where the heart is Take those steps across the floor Into the arms of the one who loves you And never roam no more
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
'Twas on one summer's evening all in the month of May Down by a flowery garden I carelessly did stray I overheard a young maid in sorrow to complain All for her handsome sailor boy who ploughed the raging main
I boldly stepped up to her and put her in surprise I'll vow she did not know me, I being all in disguise Says, I'm a charming creature, my joy and heart's delight How far have you to travel this dark and stormy night?
Away kind sir, to the Claudy Banks if you will please to show Pity her poor girl distracted, oh, there I have to go I am in search of a young man and Johnny is his name Along the banks of Claudy, I'm told he does remain
'Tis six long moths on batter, since your true love left the shore In passing the wide ocean where French's cannons roar And crossing the wide ocean with honor and for gain I'm told his ship was wrecked all on the coast of Spain
On hearing of this dreadful news, it put her in despair With a wringing of her hands and a tearing of her hair Oh, since he's gone and left me, no other man I'll take Oh, on the banks of Claudy I'll wander for his sake
Oh, my heart was filled with joy that night, I could no longer stand I fell into her arms, crying, "Betsy, I'm that man I am your faithful young man, whom once you thought was slain Now, since we've met on Claudy Banks, we'll never part again"
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
London Danny is a real bad penny The one man time has told me I should fear For the girl you left behind, she said she would be mine So why did you have to come and show your face round here Chorus For she always said that time would make it right But now I always hear her sighing in the night And don't think I don't know, if you asked her then she'd go Ah but please now don't you take her from me, London Danny Well I've learned to listen for your name round town Whe people talk of your success in city life But I could never tell if she heard them talk as well Or rue the day she ever was a poor man's wife Chorus For she always said that time would make it right But now I always hear her sighing in the night And don't think I don't know, if you asked her then she'd go Ah but please now don't you take her from me, London Danny Well me' hands are black while yours are clean and clever There's ways you know to turn her pretty head Well its all that I can do when me' working day is through To let her heart beat me to sleep each night in bed Chorus For she always said that time would make it right But now I always hear her sighing in the night And don't think I don't know, if you asked her then she'd go Ah but please now don't you take her from me, London Danny Well London Danny you're a real bad penny The one man time has told me I should fear For the girl you left behind, she said she would be mine So why did you have to come and show your face round here Chorus For she always said that time would make it right But now I always hear her sighing in the night And don't think I don't know, if you asked her then she'd go Ah but please now don't you take her from me, London Danny
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
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
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
Red and Gold are royal colours Peasant colours are green and brown Green is the corn in the brown earth when it's growing Red and gold when the harvest is cut down.
Through Cropredy in Oxfordshire the Cherwell takes its course And the willows weep into its waters clear My name it is Will Tims and it's here that I was born And raised in faith my King and God to fear.
In 1644 the King in Oxford Town did dwell Though we'd heard that Cromwell's army was nearby It did not occur to me that little Cropredy Could be witness to the meeting of both sides
On June the 29th that year I was about my work Cutting hedges in the meadow by the stream My blade slipped, I cut my hand and my own dear blood did flow Upon the brown earth and the corn still green
Now it did distress me so to watch my own blood flow And quickly soak into the greedy ground In red and gold my colours swam and sweat broke on my brow And faint I knew that I must lay me down
At first I thought the thundering was just inside my head So I raised myself above the hedge to see And I watched as in a dream as the armies fought downstream The Battle for the Bridge at Cropredy
Now the King's men fought in red and gold though Cromwell's men were plainer The blood they spilled was coloured just the same Through the hedgerow's fragile cover I saw brother killing brother And all of this was done in Jesus' name
All that day and all the next the battle it was raging Though when darkness came I slipped away But the crying of the dying kept me wakeful and just lying In my bed until the dawning of the day
And the dreams I had were red and gold And the little stream became a flood From all my brothers killing one another Till waking I realised it was all my own dear blood
Some were buried in the church and some just where they fell With no markers to declare their place of rest But the poppies they do grow where they were never sown And to my mind they do declare it best
And each year when the green corn once again turns into gold And the poppies in the field again remind me Like the scar upon my hand and the blood spilled on this land And the hungry earth so eager to confine me
For read and gold they are the colours One is blood and one is power Though I may find my rest in Cropredy Church In golden fields forever will spring the poppy flower
By Cropredy the Cherwell is still bidden to keep flowing And the willows by its side still gently weep But still in restless dreams by this most peaceful stream The poppies wake me from my rightful sleep
And the dreams I have are red and gold And the little stream becomes a flood From all my brothers killing one another Till waking I realise it's all my own dear blood
Ah we're drinking and we're dancing and the band is really happening and the Johnny Walker wisdom running high And my very sweet companion she's the Angel of Compassion she's rubbing half the world against her thigh And every drinker every dancer lifts a happy face to thank her the fiddler fiddles something so sublime all the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance on the polka-dots and it's partner found, it's partner lost and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops: it's CLOSING TIME Yeah the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance on the polka-dots and it's partner found, it's partner lost and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops: it's CLOSING TIME
Ah we're lonely, we're romantic and the cider's laced with acid and the Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?" And the moon is swimming naked and the summer night is fragrant with a mighty expectation of relief So we struggle and we stagger down the snakes and up the ladder to the tower where the blessed hours chime and I swear it happened just like this: a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss the Gates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since but CLOSING TIME
I swear it happened just like this: a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss the Gates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since CLOSING TIME
I loved you for your beauty but that doesn't make a fool of me: you were in it for your beauty too and I loved you for your body there's a voice that sounds like God to me declaring, declaring, declaring that your body's really you And I loved you when our love was blessed and I love you now there's nothing left but sorrow and a sense of overtime and I missed you since the place got wrecked And I just don't care what happens next looks like freedom but it feels like death it's something in between, I guess it's CLOSING TIME
Yeah I missed you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex looks like freedom but it feels like death it's something in between, I guess it's CLOSING TIME
Yeah we're drinking and we're dancing but there's nothing really happening and the place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night And my very close companion gets me fumbling gets me laughing she's a hundred but she's wearing something tight and I lift my glass to the Awful Truth which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth except to say it isn't worth a dime And the whole damn place goes crazy twice and it's once for the devil and once for Christ but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights we're busted in the blinding lights, busted in the blinding lights of CLOSING TIME
The whole damn place goes crazy twice and it's once for the devil and once for Christ but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights we're busted in the blinding lights, busted in the blinding lights of CLOSING TIME
Oh the women tear their blouses off and the men they dance on the polka-dots It's CLOSING TIME And it's partner found, it's partner lost and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops It's CLOSING TIME I swear it happened just like this: a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss It's CLOSING TIME The Gates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since But CLOSING TIME I loved you when our love was blessed I love you now there's nothing left But CLOSING TIME I miss you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex.