1. |
Reynardine
03:42
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One evening as I rambled
Among the leaves so green
I overheard a woman
Converse with Reynardine
Her hair was black
Hers eye were blue
Her lips as red as wine
And he smiled to gaze upon her
That sly old Reynardine, Reynardine.
She said "kind sir, be civil
My company forsake
For in my own opinion
I fear you are some rake"
"Oh no" he said
"No rake am I
Brought up on Venus train
But I. Seeking for concealment
All above the lonesome plain, lonesome plain.
Your beauty so enticed me
I could not pass it by
So it's with my gun I'll guard you
All along the mountains high
And if by chance
You should look for me
Perhaps you'll not me find
For I'll be in my castle
Enquirer for Reynardine, Reynardine.
Sun went dark she followed him
His teeth did brightly shine
He led her up the mountain
That sly old Reynardine.
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2. |
Song for Jo
03:24
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Birds broke the dawn on that fair summer’s day
Down, down, tear the night down
Breaking the darkness to chase it away
Down, down, tear the night down
A rush in the kitchen two small mouths to feed
Down, down, tear the day Down
She kisses them sweetly but mum has to leave
Down, down, tear the day Down
Making her way now with people to see
Down, down, tears rolling down
No way of knowing it was not meant to be
Down, down, tears rolling down
Not so far away now he nurses his rage
Down, down, burn them all down
To be rid of the traitors that threaten our ways
Down, down, burn them all down.
Striding out briskly she sees him approach
Down, down, fall to the ground
Before she can greet him his knifes at her throat
Down, down, down ...down
When you silenced her voice you made sure she was heard
Down, down, take the man down
Her words grew strong wings and they flew like a bird
Down, down, take the man down.
All you who hear this take these words to heart
Down, down, you won’t keep us down
We’ve far more in common than keeps us apart
Down, down, you can’t keep us down.
Beresford Painting 2017
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3. |
Driftwood bone
03:41
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4. |
Fair and tender
03:03
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5. |
Tax song
03:09
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Taxes serve there purpose
They keep the masses down
Whilst lining all the coffers
For the treasury and crown
Lining bulging pockets
As it's all frittered away
And the fabric of society
Crumbles and decays
The night streets are not safe now
It's no better by the day
Red tape stops policeman
Locking criminals away
And nurses near the breadline
Work on with little pay
As ignorant politicians
Wonder what's to eat today
Chorus
Big brothers busy
Watching you watching me
Controlling all you do
Controlling all you see
Democracy by proxy
So that none may have there say
Work like automatons
And surrender all your pay
On sinkhole estates
Up and down this fine country
Children open up their eyes
To a land of misery
So unfull of hope
And riddled with despair
The government playing lip-synch
To pretend they really care
Chorus
Big brothers busy
Watching you watching me
Controlling all you do
Controlling all you see
Democracy by proxy
So that none may have there say
Work like automatons
And surrender all your pay
Austerity hits the poorest
And strips dignity away
The world is getting crazy
And grows crazier by the day
War in the middle-east
Has stripped us all of peace
As innocence lays dying
On foreign cities streets
Chorus
Big brothers busy
Watching you watching me
Controlling all you do
Controlling all you see
Democracy by proxy
So that none may have there say
Work like automatons
And surrender all your pay
Big brothers busy
Watching you watching me
Controlling all you do
Controlling all you see
Democracy by proxy
So that none may have there say
Work like automatons
And surrender all your pay
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6. |
Falling backwards
03:13
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The world goes dark as you leave the room,
And no way of knowing if you'll return,
I check my phone but still it doesn't ring,
My mind replaying everything
Chorus
Maybe I didn't heed you directions
For I'm in the wrong lane
As though I don't have any answers
I'm falling backwards again, again
Falling backwards again
Another night passes and the morning is due,
My eyes flicker and and dart through the rising gloom,
Sleep evades my weary grasp once again,
I don't even know where I should begin
Chorus
Middle 8
I see the space where body has been,
When it was laying next to mine,
Acutely aware that my comfort has gone,
Somewhere off in space and time
Chorus
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7. |
Blue cockade
03:58
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8. |
Cousin Jack
04:29
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This world is barren and broken
Scared like the face of the moon
Our tongue is no longer spoken
Towns all around facing ruin
Will there be work in New Brunswick
Or will I strike Gold in the Cape
If I tunnel my way down to Australia
How will I ever escape?
Where there's a mine of a hole in the ground
That's where I'm heading for that's where I'm bound
Look for me under lode
Or inside the vein
Where the copper, the clay, the arsenic and tin
Run in your blood they get under your skin
I'm leaving the county behind
And I'm not coming back
So follow me down cousin jack
Soils to poor to make Eden
Granite and sea left no choice
Though dreams of heaven sustained us
John Wesley gave us the voice
Did Joseph once come to St. Michaels mount?
Two thousand years pass in a dream
When you're working you way in the darkness
Deep at the heart of a seam
Where there's a mine of a hole in the ground
That's where I'm heading for that's where I'm bound
Look for me under lode
Or inside the vein
Where the copper, the clay, the arsenic and tin
Run in your blood they get under your skin
I'm leaving the county behind
And I'm not coming back
So follow me down cousin jack
I dream of a bridge
Across the Tamar
It opens us
Up to the east
I see
Englishmen live in our houses
And the Spanish
Fishing in out seas
Where there's a mine of a hole in the ground
That's where I'm heading for that's where I'm bound
Look for me under lode
Or inside the vein
Where the copper, the clay, the arsenic and tin
Run in your blood they get under your skin
I'm leaving the county behind
And I'm not coming back
So follow me down cousin jack
Follow me down cousin jack
Follow me down cousin Jack
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9. |
Bushes and Briars
03:19
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10. |
Tracks
03:21
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11. |
The Parting Glass
01:44
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Of all the money that 'er I spent
I spent it in good company
And of all the harm that 'er I done
Alas was to none but me
But all I've done
For want of wit
To memory now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Goodnight and joy be with you all
And to all the comrades that 'er I've had
They are sorry for my going away
And to all the sweethearts that 'er I've had
They would wish me one more day to stay
But since it falls
Unto my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and softly call
Goodnight and joy be with you all
Goodnight and joy be with you all.
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