1. |
Tired of Me
04:05
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You’re tired of me honey that's plain to see
‘Cos you keep telling lies on me
When poverty comes down to your door
And you cry and you sigh for me
Oh my dear, if you had told me from the start
The things I wouldn’t do that ease my breaking heart
You’re tired of me honey why can’t you be
Just like you were before you grew tired of me
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2. |
JCB Reels
04:14
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3. |
The Lazy Farmer
03:52
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I'll sing you a song and it's not very long
It's about a young man who wouldn't hoe corn
He reason why I cannot tell for this young man was always well (bis)
He planted his corn in the month of June
By July it was up to his eye
The first of autumn there came a great frost
And all this young man's corn was lost (bis)
He went to his garden and he looked there in
The careless weeds were up to his chin
Now these careless weeds, they'd grown so high
They caused this young man for to cry (bis)
So he went straight away to his neighbors door
Where he had often been before
But when the courtship they begun
She asked him have you hold your corn (bis)
He hung his head a began to cry
No dear lady no not I
I have tried tried tried in vain
I fear I'll never raise a grain (bis)
How can you ask me for to wed
If you won't make your own corn bread
Single I am and I'll maintain
A lazy man I'll not maintain (bis)
He hung his head and turned away
Said little miss you'll rue the day
You'll rue the day that you were born
For giving me the devil cos I wouldn't hoe corn (bis)
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4. |
Homepie de Ti-Jean
04:15
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5. |
Taking on Men
04:29
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There’s a call on the docks that they’re taking on men
Taking on men, your idle time’s over, they’re taking on men
So get out of your bed and and get down there
Well there’s talk of big paybacks, fifteen month contracts
For skilled men and labourers, clerks and apprentices
Oh Swan shops to Neptune they’re taking on men
And they’re heading in droves to the river
And the gates are wide open they’re taking on men
Taking on men, there’s keels to be laid in dry dock and dry pen
To build on a fine reputation
Well there’s good lads have died for it, fought with the Clyde for it
Rivaled with Barrow from Wallsend to Jarrow
Now it’s gone in our favour, it’s good times again
And I tell you it’s just like old times
And that sweet ring of chains means they’re taking on men
Taking on men, there’s steel scraping concrete, they’re taking on men
It’s a lullaby straight off the water
Well they’ll haul plate and pipe as the language gets ripe
There’ll be bells ringing, horns blaring, crack of the dawn swearing
Things have never been this good since God knows when
We’ll be sneezing in satin in no time
Oh remember the days they were taking on men
Taking on men, we took it for granted that taking on men
Would always be how we made wages
But some say the needy days turned into greedy days
The kings of this industry are the Polish and Japanese
And gone are the days they were taking on men
And the quayside’s a drunken man’s playground
Yes, gone are the days they were taking on men
Taking on men, no idle times over, not taking on men
So get out of your bed and your memories
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6. |
La Galope des Joyeux
02:46
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7. |
The Fiddle & the Drum
03:40
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And so once again,
My dear Johnny, my dear friend,
And so once again you are fighting us all,
And when I ask you why,
You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall
Oh, my friend,
How did you come?,
To trade the fiddle for the drum
You say I have turned,
Like the enemies you've earned,
But I can remember,
All the good things you are,
And so I ask you please,
Can I help you find the peace and the star?
Oh, my friend,
What time is this?,
To trade the handshake for the fist
And so once again,
Oh, America my friend,
And so once again,
You are fighting us all,
And when we ask you why,
You raise your sticks and cry and we fall
Oh, my friend,
How did you come,
To trade the fiddle for the drum
You say we have turned,
Like the enemies you've earned,
But we can remember,
All the good things you are,
And so we ask you please,
Can we help you find the peace and the star?
Oh my friend,
We have all come,
To fear the beating of your drum
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8. |
St Michael’s 16th
02:57
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9. |
The Broken Ring
04:24
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A lady stood, in the garden
When a gentle man came riding by
He stepped up to her, tried to move her
And said ‘fair maid, do you fancy I?’
‘Well kind sir, I am a servant
A servant girl of no decree
Never to court and never to marry
For my true love is far at sea’
‘It’s seven long years, since I had a true love
Seven years since he left for sea
And seven more I’ll wait upon him
For if he lives he’ll return to me’
He pulled his hand, out of his pocket
His fragile hands were thin and small
Showed her the ring they broke between them
And when she saw, then she did fall
He stepped down to her, his glove he lifted
And then he gave her the ring
‘I’m your true love, your missing soldier
And I’ve come home to marry the’
And so this pair, they did get married
And a happy pair I’m sure they’ll be
Lived out his life, and loved his wife
And bid farewell to the rolling seas
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10. |
Les Coe-boys de la Mer
05:12
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11. |
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My Lord, he said unto me
‘Do you like my garden so fair?
You may live in this garden if you keep the grasses green
And I'll return in the cool of the day’
And my Lord, he said unto me
‘Do you like my garden so pure?
You may live in this garden if you keep the waters clean
And I'll return in the cool of the day’
Now is the cool of the day
Now is the cool of the day
This earth is a garden,
The garden of my lord
And he walks in his garden
In the cool of the day
And my Lord, he said unto me
‘Do you like my pastures so green?
You may live in this garden if you’ll feed my sheep
And I'll return in the cool of the day’
And my Lord, he said unto me
‘Do you like my garden so free?
You may live in this garden if you keep the people free
And I'll return in the cool of the day’
Now is the cool of the day
Now is the cool of the day
This earth is a garden,
The garden of my lord
And he walks in his garden
In the cool of the day
This earth is a garden,
The garden of my lord
And he walks in his garden
In the cool of the day
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12. |
For the Ducks
04:59
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Arthur Coates & Kerran Cotterell UK
Arthur Coates & Kerran Cotterell are an exciting and energetic folk duo rooted in
Quebecois traditional music fused with
songs from North America & around the British
Isles.
“World class fiddle tunes, sparky guitar arrangements and songs too: Arthur and Kerran's performances are powerful and dark, fresh and fun”
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