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from Bert Jansch - Bert Jansch (1965)
Green are your eyes
In the morning, when you arise Don't you be afraid to lie By me, my love, Your father will not know. Love can be broken, Though no words are spoken, Don't you be afraid to lie By me, my love, Your father will not know. Love be bold, We're not so old, Don't you be afraid to lie By me, my love, Your father will not know. Love don't cry, I'll not try, Don't you be afraid to lie By me, my love, Your father will not know. Green are your eyes In the morning, when you rise Don't you be afraid to lie By me, my love Your father will be told someday About our wedding day(?) |
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from Bert Jansch - Bert Jansch (1965)
Freedom fighters, speak with your tongues
Sing with the might of the wind In your lungs, do you hear me now? My mama told me, papa said it too "Son, the world's divided and you know Your cause is true", do you hear me now? Can you see those mushrooms seed and burst Spreading through our valleys breeding hunger Breeding thirst. Do you hear me now? Snowmen in the winter, blossoms in the spring If they drop the bomb in the summertime It don't mean a doggone thing Do you hear me now? Do you hear me now? Freedom fighters speak with your tongues Sing with the might of the wind In your lungs, do you hear me now? Do you hear me now? |
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from Bert Jansch - Bert Jansch (1965)
A troubled wind has chilled my heart
Killed our love right from the start And visions of your face Twist in my mind into knots of silken lace A chance to win a hand so fair Fades with night and a single prayer Then a straw hat on her head Brings morning dreams to alight upon my bed If dead men swam the waters deep Then fish would cry all in their sleep My love, I can only try To lift my hat from the depths as you walk by now banjos ring and fiddles play A candle burns to light my way and turning in my sleep I dream again of your love, your love to keep |
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from Bert Jansch - Bert Jansch (1965)
I have no time to spend with you
You talk of nothing, what can you do You live like kings and you know it's true That if famine crossed the waters that'll be the end of you. I've heard of people who till the earth Who saw their seeds for all they're worth Who cry for rain all summer long And weep for the day when winter's passed and gone. If cherry trees bore fruit of gold The birds would die, their wings would fold They'd sing no more their song of love Nor await the morning sun that lights the sky above. If war returns like it did before A kiddy's penny would be no more They'd cry for love and their candy too But a kiddy's wants are nothing 'till killin' days are thru'. So drink your fill be happy now The times will change and you'll wonder how A man could die from lack of food But you don't give a damn, no reason why you should. |
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from Bert Jansch - Bert Jansch (1965)
When sadness fills your heart
And sorrow hides the longing to be free When things go wrong each day You fix your mind to a?scape your misery Your troubled young life Had made you turn To a needle of death How strange, your happy words Have ceased to bring a smile from everyone How tears have filled the eyes Of friends that you once had walked among Your troubled young life Had made you turn To a needle of death One grain of pure white snow Dissolved in blood spread quickly to your brain In peace your mind withdraws Your death so near your soul can't feel no pain Your troubled young life Had made you turn To a needle of death Your mother stands a'cryin' While to the earth your body's slowly cast Your father stands in silence Caressing every young dream of the past Your troubled young life Had made you turn To a needle of death Through ages, man's desires To free his mind, to release his very soul Has proved to all who live That death itself is freedom for evermore And your troubled young life Will make you turn To a needle of death |
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from Bert Jansch - Bert Jansch (1965)
Hey girl, oh how your love is strong
Weaves a tumble-in' tearless song Tho' you don't seem to care that you love is blind. You don't seem to care not realise. Hey girl, oh how my heart is torn, Hey girl, now that your baby's born, What shall it cost? Is my freedom lost? What is the price of nature's own way. Hey girl, how could I dress your child, When this life girl I'm livin' so wild? Will your newborn child grow to be as wild? And walk alone to meet his destiny? Hey girl, see how I stand a man, Hey girl, see I've no father's hand. Would it be a crime to leave at such a time, When you've many claims to make on me? |
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from Bert Jansch - Bert Jansch (1965)
Runnin' runnin' from home,
Breakin' ties that you'd grown Catchin' dreams from the clouds The city sounds burn your soul Turn your head to the cries Of loneliness in the night Just like a fly when it's caught The spider soon takes it's prey Spins a dance round your heart Give me your beauty and age A pleasure pleasing my mind Your heart will shatter and fall Step on pavements so old Cast a glance at the young Girls a-making their way The passing image of you Reflects a pain to my heart And disappears in a crowd Runnin' runnin' from home Breakin' ties that you'd grown Catchin' dreams from the clouds |
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from Bert Jansch - Bert Jansch (1965)
Strolling down the highway
I'm gonna to get there my way Dusk 'till dawn I'm walking Can you hear my guitar rockin'? While I stroll on down, on down the highway People think I'm a crazy But lord above ain't lazy The sun shines all day long The garlic's far too strong While I stroll on down, on down the highway While I stroll on down, on down the highway The cars won't stop for no one They'd all think your just a rollin' bum They think you are a spy Gonna shoot them as a they go by No, the cars they won't stop, won't stop for no one Strolling down the highway I'm gonna to get there my way Dusk 'till dawn I'm walking Can you hear my guitar rockin'? While I stroll on down, on down the highway |
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from Bert Jansch - It Don't Bother Me (1965)
Your love was like a child
upon a rockin' horse The colour black who rides Thro' a forest of dreams and laughs. At the evils that cannot be seen. Yet like the ageing of a child at play, Your love is broken and fades away, And borne in the wind are the seeds that burn in the hearts Of boys a-passing your way. When the first day's light has dawned, You wake to find your troubles gone, Then love only life as it grows, And trust every flower, But not the red, red rose. Spread your wings and fly my love, Dance upon the clouds above, Harvest your thoughts of love. |
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from Bert Jansch - Jack Orion (1966)
The first time ever I saw your face,
I thought the sun rose in your eyes, and the moon and stars were the gifts you gave, To the dark and empty skies my love, Dark and empty skies. The first time ever I kissed your lips I felt the earth move in my hand, Like the trembling heart of a captive bird That was there at my command, my love, That was there at my command. The first time ever I lay with you I felt your heart beat close to mine, And I knew our joy would fill the earth And would last till the end of time, my love, And would last till the end of time. The first time ever I saw your face, I thought the sun rose in your eyes, and the moon and stars were the gifts you gave, To the dark and empty skies my love, Dark and empty skies. |
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| from Bert Jansch - Rosemary Lane (1971) | |||||
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from Bert Jansch - Rosemary Lane (1971)
When I was in service in Rosemary Lane
I won the goodwill of my master and did I Till a sailor came there one night to lay And that was the beginning of my misery He called for a candle to light him to bed And likewise a silk handkerchief to tie up his head To tie up his head as sailors will do And he said my Pretty Polly will you come too Now this maid being young and foolish she thought it no harm For to lie into bed to keep herself warm And what was done there I will never disclose But I wish that short night had been seven long years Next morning this sailor so early arose And into my apron three guineas did throw Saying take this I will give and more I will do If you'll be my Polly wherever I go Now if it's a boy he will fight for the king And if it's a girl she will wear a gold ring She will wear a gold ring and a dress all aflame And remember my service in Rosemary Lane When I was in service in Rosemary Lane I won the goodwill of my master and did I Till a sailor came there one night to lay And that was the beginning of my misery |
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| from Bert Jansch - Rosemary Lane (1971) | |||||
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from Bert Jansch - Rosemary Lane (1971)
As Sylvie was walking down by the riverside
As Sylvie was walking down by the riverside And looking so sadly looking so sadly looking so sadly All upon the swift tide She thought on her lover that left her in pride She thought on her lover that left her in pride On the banks of the meadow On the banks of the meadow On the banks of the meadow She sat down and cried And as she sat weeping a young man came by And as she sat weeping a young man came by What ails you my jewel What ails you my jewel What ails you my jewel And makes you to cry Well I once had a sweetheart and now I have none I once had a sweetheart and now I have none He's gone and leave me Gone and leave me Gone and leave me In sorrow to mourn Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed that I did see Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed that I did see Mine own dearest true love Mine own dearest true love Mine own dearest true love Come smiling to me But when I awokened I found it not so But when I awokened I found it not so Mine eyes were like fountains Mine eyes were like fountains Mine eyes were like fountains Where the waters do flow I'll set sail of silver and steer towards the sun I'll set sail of silver and steer towards the sun And my false love will weep My false love will weep My false love will weep For me after I'm gone. |
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| from Bert Jansch - Rosemary Lane (1971) | |||||
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from Bert Jansch - Rosemary Lane (1971)
There lay a dying sailor weeping
So far he'd wandered from the south, As he lay upon the burning sand The children gather to watch his passing. He'd swum the seven seas before him And danced upon the stormy breakers. But now dying alone is all that's left for him And death a shining slowly beckons. And rolling in last veil of sunshine Sheds light upon his dying hours. But still strong in his urgent will to live For he tries again to reach the water. And turning away still ring the voices Of children laughing o'er the murky waters, And somewhere I hear the silent singing Calling on the wayward child. |
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