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Caught Up On A Breeze
01:59
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How empty life can be
Will you notice me
If I survive and learn to fly
A fifteen mile fall
Will you let me fly
Will you let me try
I’ll spread my wings to catch the wind
And fly away to my future
I don’t want to disappoint
But I can’t live alone like this
In a nest too small that I’ve outgrown
Trapped here by your hold
Can you trust me
To take my place up high
As a graceful bird who’s spread her wings
And glides through the sky?
Caught upon a breeze
Blown from memories
Of brighter times in years gone by
But will I fly or fall
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From floating clouds
The water shed
Through distant skies
My thoughts were led
A clap of thunder
Above my head
My watry wings
I then did spread
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In Yorkshire near Rotherham I lived in contentment
Loved a young girl and i told her my mind
my tender lover she being some rover
in anger my parents to her proved unkind
Eat drink and be jolly and care not for folly
drown away sorrows in bottles of wine
pass it to the boys in those full flowing bumpers
and play on thy fiddle to pass away time
Its a great seperation my parents have caused me
by baring my spite so their favor was won
its a great seperation like wise a vexation
and they’ll be sorry for what they have done
Adieu to bon county i’m bound for to leave you
to seek my hearts fortune in some foreign line
happy we may be at our next meeting
and upon that day we may join heart and hand
Farewell to my friends and my dear old companies
like wise the girl that i’ll not see again
this world is wide and i’ll range it in pleasure
and care not for those who’ve laid scorn out so plain
My portion is small and i now do confess it
what little i have it is all of my own
i might have had longer to spend it in pleasure
if my cruel parents had left me alone
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Sweet Nightingale
04:13
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My sweetheart, come along, don't you hear the fine song,
The sweet notes of the nightingale flow
Don't you hear the fond tale of the sweet nightingale
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Time Ashore
04:49
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Standing on the dockside wall
Sailing on the evening tide
Waiting for the skipper's call
Time ashore, bright hours ashore
Time ashore is over
I’ll be waiting as he goes
Tear-filled eyes, two kids in tow
I’ll think of him when he’s Iceland bound
I’ll be true not gad around
How long is it since he was mine
For more than three days at a time
I'll think of him when the nets go out
My heart is sure but my head's in doubt
As he’s trapped on the northern sea
It's ten thousand miles of uncertainty
oh life, oh love, i could lose you all
he’s following that cursed trawl
Standing on the dock side wall
The skipper finally made his call...
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'Twas on one April morning just as the sun was rising
'Twas on one April morning, I heard the small birds sing
They were singing Lovely Nancy, for love it is a fancy,
So sweet were the notes that I heard the small birds sing.
Young men are false and they’re full of deceiving
Young men are false and they seldom do prove true
For they're roving and they're ranging, and their hearts are always changing,
For they’re seeking to find out some pretty girl that's new.
And Oh, if I had but my own heart in keeping,
And Oh, if I had but my own heart back again
Close to my bosom I would lock it up forever
And ne’er let it wander so far from me again.
Young men, why do you spend all your long, long time in courting?
Young men, why do you spend all your long, long time in vain?
For I don't intend to marry; I would rather long tarry
So young men, don't you spend all your single life in vain.
(repeat first verse)
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Two Young Sisters
02:40
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Two Young Sisters walking side by side
Oh the wind and the rain
Two Young Sisters walking side by side
Crying, oh the dreadful wind and rain
They were walking on down to the Millers Mill Dam
Walking on down to the river so wide
When one pushed the other in the water so wide
She floated on down to the millers mill dam
The Miller fished her out with his long hook and pole
He made fiddle strings from her long and curly hair
He made fiddle pegs from her little finger bones
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English Ground
04:12
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The songs they hear the songs they sang
they’re whispers down through time
they made those songs to tell the truth
and now those songs are mine
the words out fathers freely gave
all in our mother tongue
the stories they are ancient
but our voices they are young
the sound it rings
and my soul sings
as our feet come down on english ground
we dance the cycle round
from padstow down to bampton
and your your home town to mine
theres treasure on these islands
theres magic in our time
we hear the sounds of africa
we hear the celtic barbed
but the treasure we are searching for
is in our own back yard
The ghosts they stand behind us
and with love they lead us on
with our foot forward as just as theres
they guide us through our song
Chorus
The words our fathers freely gave all in our mothers tongue
the stories they are ancient
but our voices they are young
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All Who Wander
03:32
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I once walked this road with youth as my guide
Through field and forest so many places to hide
and i sang with the trees for to hold nature near
at the start of some journey, seemed to crystal and clear
All who wander are not lost
we just like the find in our face
once the raging rivers crossed
we will return to, return to this place
Over the hill and so far away
the eagle is soaring in full feather display
and shes certain and sure, in the wide open sky
of some brave direction her heart can’t deny
One heart like yours and one heart like mine
holding forever in the long test of time
one darkest night, one bright shiny day
holding forever as the years roll away
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Rise Out Of The Ashes
03:41
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When things break down
and you’ve lost your way
and hope feels gone
or you feel afraid
Rise out of the ashes
lift your voice in song
mind the thistle branches
find strength beyond the scorn
Cause when you’re surrounded
by foes you thought were friends
or caught in a crowd
unable to defend
Cause they’ll come a day when hurt won’t feel so strong
and finally you’ll find the strength to carry on
I believe in chances
I believe in fate
just close your eyes imagine
And live for the day
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11. |
One More Time
06:11
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I loved a Spanish lady who never could be mine
For she was early promised to a lord, so rich and fine
She asked me to her wedding I laughed and drank the wine
I took the chance to see her dance One more time
One more time, amigo One more time
One more time, amigo One more time
and when the circleʼs broken we are out of rhyme
Letʼs make amends and try again One more time
And once I knew an old man whose years had made him wise
I know he saw much more than I Though age had dimmed his eyes
His World was like a maypole Spinning since his prime
And glorybound, heʼd swing around One more time
My days are always numbered my treasures they are few
My purse is often empty my shoes are seldom new
My land is only borrowed my hills are there to climb
I long to see them, loved and free One more time
Tonight there was a sunset that painted up the sky
It was born in gold and scarlet in violet to die
And I wished/longer you here beside me To share the scene sublime
And to tell you that I loved you One more time
Chorus
Letʼs make amends and try again One more time
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Today
03:47
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Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries, I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows shall all pass away
Ere I forget all the joy that is mine today
I'll be a dandy and I'll be a rover
You'll know who I am by the song that I sing
I'll feast at your table, I'll sleep in your clover
Who cares what the morrow shall bring?
I can’t be contented by Yesterdays glory
I cant live on promises winter to spring
Today is my moment and now is my story
I'll laugh and I'll cry and I'll sing
Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries, I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows shall all pass away
Ere I forget all the joy that is mine today
Ere I forget all the joy that is mine today
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13. |
Taku Mana
03:45
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Taku mana,
Taku ihi
Taku tapu,
Taku wehi
||:Te reo karetu Tika pupuri
Nga ihi o te ra:||
This is a translation i found online
My mana (personal authority) my power my sacredness my awe and fear
The voice ....truly holds the power of the sun
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Kirsty Bromley England, UK
Kirsty is a young contemporary folk singer based in Sheffield who draws upon a wide range of traditional music. She has a most disarmingly transparent voice, but also the uncanny and beautiful knack of drawing attention to the song rather than the messenger, by the manner in which she employs it. Her Debut Album 'Time Ashore' features original songs as well as carefully curated folk gems. ... more
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