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One Year From Now
04:06
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CHORUS:
I believe another angel came my way
He told me, "Stay as happy as I see you are today
Do this for me, and one year from now
I'll see you here again"
We travelled South in convoy, some good friends and me
In the high summer glory among the haybaled fields
We pitched up on a wind-grown hawthorn's hill
Sat and shared a simple meal
CHORUS
I met one once before many years ago
He showed me it was time to come out and face the light
His beauty took my breath away but I never told him so
And in the end I lost him in the night
CHORUS
Now all around were revelries, dancing and song
But I was aching from an emptiness inside
At night I lay down and wept away to sleep
In my heart I knew a part of me had died
Come the morning I began to seize the day
Had to get to work to get back in the fray
I took my chances and I played a winning round
And took away the crown
With his long golden locks I saw him everywhere
Speaking of ghost-writers and picking up what’s mine
When at last he came to me asking how it went
I said “Everything’s just fine”
CHORUS
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2. |
Davy Cornish
03:17
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Come gather and attend my tale
Sad as any you will hear
Concerning my unquiet mind
And the crime that brought me here
The crime that brought me here
I stand upon the gallows high
Condemned I am to death
For the murder of my wedded love
I robbed him of his breath
I robbed him of his breath
We married young and were in love
But never blest with child
And through the years he came to hate
His cruelty drove me wild
It drove my wits wild
I could not live the life I had
I scarcely could see straight
It was like a mountain high to climb
Dragging through each day
Dragging through each day
One day a stranger came to town
He was handsome, neat and kind
Davy Cornish was his name
And soon he filled my mind
Soon he filled my mind
In secret then I thought of him
And it set my heart aglow
But if he felt the same for me
Now I will never know
Now I will never know
One summer Sunday afternoon
When burning was the heat
My husband took me for a walk
Among the shady trees
Down in the forest deep
I tried my best to make it good
Blackberries I picked him three
Asking him of his hopes and fears
While nothing did he for me
Not a thing he did for me
He stumbled on a twisted root
And fell and hit his brow
‘Twas then the madness made me strike
I grasped an oaken bough
A fallen oaken bough
Oh Davy Cornish where were you
When I was young and free?
If only I had been your bride
This death I not see
This death I might not see
Oh friends ye need not weep for me
And neither should ye mourn
My happiness could never be
From the day that I was born
From the day that I was born
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Mary Hamilton
03:29
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“Last night there were four Marys,
This night there'll be but three,
There was Mary Beaton, and Mary Seaton,
And Mary Carmichael, and me”
Oh word is to the kitchens gone
And word is to the hall,
And word is up to Madam the Queen
And that's the worst of all
And word is to the country gone
And out to Glasgow town
That Mary Hamilton's born a babe
To the Stuart of highest renown
"Arise, arise, Mary Hamilton,
Arise and tell to your queen,
What thou hast done with thy wee babe
That I saw and heard weeping yestreen"
"I put him in a tiny boat,
And cast him out to sea,
That he might sink or he might swim,
But he'd never come back to me
Oh, little did my mother think
When first she cradled me,
The lands I was to travel in
And the death I was to see
How often have I dressed my Queen
And put the gold on her hair,
And the only reward I find for this,
The gallows to be my share."
"Cast off, cast off my gown," she cried,
"But let my petticoat be,
And tie a kerchief around my eyes;
The gallows I would not see."
Then by did come the King himself,
Looked up with a pitiful eye,
"Come down, come down, Mary Hamilton,
This night you'll dine with me."
"Oh, hold your tongue, my sovereign liege,
And let your folly be;
For if you'd a mind to save my life
You'd never have so shamed me
“Oh happy, happy is the maid
That’s born of beauty free
My rosy cheeks and twinkling eyes
Have been the ruin of me
“Last night there were four Marys,
This night there'll be but three,
There was Mary Beaton, and Mary Seaton,
And Mary Carmichael, and me”
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The Barefoot Balladeer
02:27
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You stand like a willow
That’s softly blown in spring
The barefoot balladeer
To you now I sing
Your pictures do you no justice
For they rob you of your guile
True life is incomparable
I could die for your smile
Your voice sure-fired pierces me
Right to the very heart
When your song’s blithe seduction ends
I want it new to start
Your eyes I could drown in
I could fall for your charms
If you gave me but one chance
I’d claim you in my arms
Your cupid lips I would kiss
And I’d tousle more your hair
If I could lie with you the night long
I could go without a care
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Cradle of Sunshine
03:05
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We’re not so different, you and me
Both have the same view and we quite like what we see
But sometimes things just seem to hurry us too far
So let’s take the time to set things free
CHORUS:
Take me rolling, take me dancing, to a garden in a dream
Take me laughing, smiling, running to the end
Take me from the mountain down to the sea
And lay me in a cradle of sunshine, beautiful friend
You like to feel the waves surround you
And I like to hear the breeze that whispers in the bay
We like to take a ride and turn it all around
So come on let’s spark the fire today
CHORUS
And now we’re lost among the circles in the sun
Don’t notice anything but the wind
It’s such a feeling like we never will come down
It goes around and round again
CHORUS
Life’s not that simple for you and me
We each have our troubles and struggle to find the key
But sometimes we can forget them for a while
Love finds the way to set things free
CHORUS
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Marc Block Nottingham, UK
"one of the most exciting singers I've heard in a long, long time" - Mike Harding
“The joy in the
singing is totally what I need right now” – Peggy Seeger
"Really good stuff" - Mark Radcliffe, BBC R2
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