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| 1. |
| 2:56 | 
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Now I'm a union man
Amazed at what I am I say what I think, that the company stinks Yes I'm a union man When we meet in the local hall I'll be voting with them all With a hell of a shout, it's "Out brothers, out!" And the rise of the factory's fall Oh, you don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union Until the day I die Until the day I die The union has made me wise To the lies of the company spies And I don't get fooled by the factory rules 'cause I always read between the lines And I always get my way If I strike for higher pay When I show my card to the Scotland Yard And this is what I say: Oh, oh, you don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union Until the day I die Until the day I die Before the union did appear My life was half as clear Now I've got the power to the working hour And every other day of the year So though I'm a working man I can ruin the government's plan And though I'm not hard, the sight of my card Makes me some kind of superman Oh, oh, oh, you don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union Until the day I die Until the day I die You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union You don't get me, I'm part of the union Until the day I die Until the day I die |
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| 2. |
| 3:09 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:52 |
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He came into the shop and looked me straight between the eyes
And said "You know I'm Jesus" and I must have looked surprised Because he said "Please don't be hasty, no-one understands But I've got a way to prove it" and he lifted up his hands He was the man who called himself Jesus For a minute I was speechless then I looked into his face With sufficient lines of sadness for the total human race And I said "You must be joking" but he slowly shook his head And said "That's what they all say, I might as well be dead." He was the man who called himself Jesus He asked me if I knew a place where he could start to preach And I said "Well try a church, or maybe Brighton Beach" And I was trying to be serious but he didn't seem impressed He said "You think I'm crazy, you're just like all the rest." He was the man who called himself Jesus I was really quite embarrassed he was looking so sincere So I said "I close the shop soon, won't you come and have a beer?" Then he asked me if I meant it and he gave a funny smile And said he'd rather like that and he hung around a while He was the man who called himself Jesus On the way he stopped to pat little children's heads And taught them one line prayers to say when they went off to their beds But mostly they were frightened and they looked at him wide-eyed And when he said his name was Jesus, one girl even cried He was the man who called himself Jesus In the pub I asked him if he'd tried to see the Pope And he said although he'd thought about it there was really not a hope Then he said he thought he'd better go he had some work to do He said he'd come and see me in about a week or two He was the man who called himself Jesus Well after he had gone I thought of what he'd said And all his funny actions kept on running through my head And when I felt my mind was drowning in a sea of mud It seemed his pint of beer had turned into a pint of blood He was the man who called himself Jesus |
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| 4. |
| 2:53 |
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She leaned forward in the lamplight
In her eyes an amber glow She was promising the earth And yet somehow saying no We talked of pleasant summer days Kew Gardens, Hampton Court The jewellers where we bought the ring that bound us close together Oh, how she changed with ever passing day In the swirling misty morning As the day begins to break In the heavy dew her footsteps I am floundering in her wake Oh, how she changed with every passing day The shutters of indifference Have closed to bar the view A person I once knew Oh, how she changed with every passing day |
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| 5. |
| 2:34 |
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I wandered far onto the lonely moors
Sparse coarse tufts of grass reached out to trip me And above my head the leaden clouds hung low As I turned my face into the wind I huddled close against a tumbling wall Wrapped in a cloak to shield me from the bitter cold The solitude weighed heavy on my mind As I turned my face into the wind The mist rolled down across the countryside I thought I heard the coastal sirens sound As I turned my face into the wind I tried to peer into the deepening gloom To glimpse a lighted window in the distance But just too far to penetrate the rain And I turned my face into the wind And yet somehow I sensed her presence near And tufts of sheeps-wool hanging from a gorse bush Were as though her hands were beckoning me home And I turned my face into the wind |
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| 6. |
| 5:24 |
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Cousins
She looks so frail beside you as she wears her sick disguise You say she'll soon be better as you dry her tearful eyes You tell her fairy stories, she tries to understand She looks to you for comfort and holds out her little hand. But early in the morning when the sun shines into her tiny room She wakes up like a bird and she's fine again. You gently kiss her forehead and from the room you creep But you linger in the doorway as she whimpers in her sleep Her cheeks are flushed like sunset and her head's an open fire All night she turns and tosses as her temperature gets higher. But early in the morning when the sun shines into her tiny room She wakes up like a bird and she's fine again. The night light in the corner casts a soft and peaceful glow Her face becomes much cooler and her breathing much more slow She dreams of clowns and princes sailing boats and trains The fairies come by moonlight to take away her pain. And early in the morning when the sun shines into her tiny room She wakes up like a bird and she's fine again She wakes up like a bird and she feels fine She wakes up like a bird and she feels fine She wakes up like a bird and she feels fine. |
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| 3:23 |
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I dropped down in the witchwood
To see what I could find The trees had taken time out To blow away my mind All that I could hear there Was the sound of my own voice But the music it was making Was nothing of my choice. The interwoven branches Were laden deep with snow A rainbow shone so softly To show which way to go I observed its many colours Till my eyes were rimmed with frost I tried hard to trace my footsteps For I feared I might get lost. The witchwood started singing With a strange unearthly sound My fingers grew like branches I stood rooted to the ground And the spell is still unbroken I am still her bidden slave Till a casket from the witchwood Bears my body to the grave |
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| 8. |
| 3:37 |
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Cousins
The wanderer has far to go Humble must he constant be Where the paths of wisdom Distant is the shadow of the setting sun. Bless the daytime, bless the night Bless the sun which gives us light Bless the thunder, bless the rain Bless all those who cause us pain. Yellow stars may lead the way All diversions lead astray While his resolution holds Fortune and good will will surely follow him. Bless the free man, bless the slave Bless the hero in his grave Bless the soldier, bless the saint Bless all those whose hearts grow faint. Bless the daytime, bless the night Bless the sun which gives us light Bless the thunder, bless the rain Bless all those who cause us pain. Bless the free man, bless the slave Bless the hero in his grave Bless the soldier, bless the saint Bless all those whose hearts grow faint. Bless the daytime, bless the night Bless the sun which gives us light Bless the thunder, bless the rain Bless all those who cause us pain. Bless the free man, bless the slave Bless the hero in his grave Bless the soldier, bless the saint Bless all those whose hearts grow faint. … |
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| 9. |
| 2:57 |
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Ford
Crowded afternoon and there's not enough room in the city today The people assembled to hear what resembled evangelists say Some came just to see them for a laugh, others to be free Fools must pretend to be wise, we've a faith that we use as a heavy disguise. Tears from the crowd with men crying aloud or just ringing their hands The love in their hearts at this joining of people from far away lands I'd so many questions I could ask, I wanted to be free Fools must pretend to be wise, we've a faith that we use as a heavy disguise. Cheers from the crowd for a much-loved constituent lately arrived Here's to the soul of the man who takes toll for just staying alive Can't ignore the feeling in the air, glad that I was there Fools must pretend to be wise, we've a faith that we use as a heavy disguise. Evening drew on with a change of opinion from left wing and right And North accused South who were left little doubt that they needed to fight I cannot begin to understand the suffering tonight Fools must pretend to be wise Fools must pretend to be wise Fools must pretend to be wise, we've a faith that we use as a heavy disguise. |
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| 10. |
| 2:59 |
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As for the help you called for
Nobody seemed to answer The difference in man is no more Than being a priest or dancer See men of power in recess They really don't know what they're after They drink to the things that they see best And drown in the tears of their laughter If you see fit to fight Whether you're black or white How many hope to keep the devil outside? How many hope to keep the devil outside? You've been given your name and your number Right from when you were a baby I look at the earth and I wonder What have they done to her lately? If you see fit to fight Whether you're black or white How many hope to keep the devil outside? How many hope to keep the devil outside? Love dies hard... You will never hear me say That the world will not see again today See a better day If you see fit to hide Mistakes of the men that died How many hope to keep the devil outside? How many hope to keep the devil outside? If you see fit to fight Whether you're black or white How many hope to keep the devil outside? How many hope to keep the devil outside? |
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| 11. |
| 2:47 |
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Cousins
Once I sat upon a hill to watch the world go by My friend the young magician had forbidden me to cry But I was the comedian with the laughs in short supply. Shine on silver sun, shine on everyone Shine on silver sun, shine on. The sunlight filtered softly through the pale and watery sky To catch the mirrored salmon as it rose to take the fly The flowers on the riverbank were left alone to die. Shine on silver sun, shine on everyone Shine on silver sun, shine on. The church bells sounded midnight as I rose to say goodbye And a solitary tear fell from the corner of my eye. Shine on silver sun, shine on everyone Shine on silver sun, shine on everyone Shine on silver sun, shine on everyone Shine on silver sun, shine on, shine on. |
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| 12. |
| 3:57 |
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Cousins
You have been my lighthouse in every storm You have given shelter, you have kept me safe and warm And in my darkest nights you have shone your brightest lights You are my saving grace, darling, I love you. You have been the pilot who guides me home You have been my rock as on the Seven Seas I roam And when I was becalmed you were the strength in my arms You are my saving grace, darling, I love you. And when you found my back was torn and broken on the reef You sailed your tiny boat across the dark seas of my disbelief. You have been the anchor and I the chain Straining as we hold ourselves together in the rain I have found you ever there, my constant keeper's daughter fair You are my saving grace, darling, I love you, darling, I love you. |
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| 13. |
| 4:00 |
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The sharper is the berry
The sweeter is the wine The longer we are parted The sooner you are mine (You are mine) Lovely lemon lady You make me feel so shy But lovely lemon lady I love your lemon pie (I love your lemon pie) The stronger the deception The lesser grow my lies The shallower the whole truth The deeper are my eyes (Are my eyes) Lovely lemon lady You make me feel so shy But lovely lemon lady I love your lemon pie Bitter lemon lady smile I'll see you in a little while Lemon lady sweet and sour You have me in your lemon power My lemon pie The simpler the solution The more that it will mean The greater the resistance The further I will lean (I will lean) Lovely lemon lady You make me feel so shy But lovely lemon lady I love your lemon pie (I love your lemon pie) Lemon, lemon pie (repeated in a round until end) |
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| 14. |
| 2:50 |
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| 15. |
| 2:49 |
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Cousins
The willows stand on guard in the dark Where lovers are rowing alone in the park In awe of each other they make a mistake And find they must spend one more night on the lake. And I don't care if anyone knows There's no one so fair as my Tokyo rose I don't care if anyone knows There's no one so fair as my Tokyo Rosie, my Tokyo Rosie, ooh. The blossom has fallen before the West wind The butterfly lies with its silken wings pinned Alone in the temple the lovers rejoice And sing to each other with one single voice. And I don't care if anyone knows There's no one so fair as my Tokyo rose I don't care if anyone knows There's no one so fair as my Tokyo Rosie, my Tokyo Rosie. I wear my silk kimono black Get your monkey off my back No matter where the West wind blows You'll never find a fallen rose. The flowers of heaven are roses in bloom The East wind turns West in the walls of my room I build my defence in the palace of sin The lovers make home and the loser must win. And I don't care if anyone knows There's no one so fair as my Tokyo rose I don't care if anyone knows There's no one so fair as my Tokyo Rosie, my Tokyo Rosie, oh Rosie, Rosie. |
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| 3:54 |
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| 3:01 |
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Cousins-Cronk
It takes a little sunshine, it takes a little rain It takes a little laughter, it takes a little pain But I can take the heartaches I only want my love to grow in you. It takes a little kindness, it takes a little tears It takes some understanding to last so many years But I can take the changes I only want my love to grow in you. I'll hang in on you while you hang out on me I know you have your reasons for needing to be free Why don't we talk it over and find out where we stand ? In my old-fashioned way I'll always lend a helping hand. It takes the joy of knowing that even if we're poor We somehow turn out richer than we ever were before Now I don't need much money I only want my love to grow in you. I don't need much money I only want my love to grow in you I only want my love to grow in you I only want my love to grow in you. |
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| 18. |
| 4:34 |
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Lay down, I lay me down
Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. By still waters I lay down with the lambs In pastures green I made peace with my soul And I cared not for the night While my guiding star shone bright By still waters I lay down I lay down. Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. At the roadside I took toll of my times From dirty streets I gained peace for my soul May the merciful be right Are you ready for the night At the roadside I lay down I lay down. Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. In deep sorrow I took flight with the sun From mountains high I gained strength for my soul I proved stronger than the test When my spirit came to rest In deep sorrow I lay down I lay down. Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. |
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