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Lyrics - Undone
Undone in Sorrow
Over yonder in the graveyard
Where the wild, wild flowers grow
It’s there they laid my own true lover
She's gone from me, forever more
Fairer than the sweetest flower
Restless as the wildest wind
Born with a love deep as an ocean
That was the girl that I loved best
I left her there back in the mountains
To see the world riches to gain
Oh, when I returned no earthly treasure
Could ease this heart so full of with pain
There so high upon the mountain
Beneath that little mound of clay
The girl that I returned to marry
So still among of flowers lay
I'll go back and I will wander
I’ll lay aside my earthly gain
And I’ll not end a man of riches
Undone in sorrow I’ll remain
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Written by Ola Belle Reed, arrangements by Margot Merah and Sophie Janna // if the rightful owner requests the removal of these lyrics, we will do so immediately
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The Tide
Embers on the water the sun fades clear
And the moon will soon be laughing down
As our eyes rest again on the same cold sphere
On her icy beauty, the ocean’s crown
And we’re turning on the tide, the tide and the time
The waves on your shore, the silence and the roar
That cuts across the space and time between our walls
As I feel your senses call, and our hearts pitch and roll
on the swell of the tide
My candle is burning low and I know it’s time to go
But tonight I hold you with me and wake up in the arms
Of your scent, your voice, your touch, your glow
The echoes of your closeness resound in me
And we’re turning on the tide, the tide and the time
The waves on your shore, the silence and the roar
That cuts across the space and time between our walls
As I feel your senses call, and our hearts pitch and roll
on the swell of the tide
Written by Jack Durtnall
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Hunter Moon
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Running through the fields
I know you run
I know you're running from the pain
Inside your heart that’s living there
Trees stand tall beside the road
You pass them fast as they grow slow
I know the pain you’re running from I know
The hunter moon is rising on the land
Let the moonlight guide you
Shines a light and shows you where you stand
Like it did for those before you
Falling skies and shooting stars
Passion joy and broken hearts
I've seen the hurt behind the eyes, I know
Always strong, hold on to what wasn’t wrong
I know you’ve known it all along
I know you’re strong
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Hunters and collectors
They don’t wander darkened skies
Nothing lasts forever
Your moon it will arise
it will arise and rise
You inside, you shine so bright
I know the darkness that you fight
Trust in me I’m at your side you know
Just trust in me I'm at your side you know
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Written by Margot Merah
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Here Now
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I am like a child to your lead
The water runs and I am in too deep
The fields are wide and far away the sea
And I'm torn like the cotton on your sleeve
And I know not where you were and where you'll be
I know not where you were and where you'll be
But we're here now, we're here now
When October comes you'll set the sails for me
A blackbird bowing down perilously
From branch to branch I'll climb till I can see
When a year has passed, what's fake and what is real
It was summer when I first saw your feet
And I liked the way they seemed to fit with me
So I dreamed a path where I thought you would lead
And that is when the bird begins to sing
Written by Sophie Janna​
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Bonnie George Campbell
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High upon Highlands and low upon Tay
Bonnie George Campbell rode out on a day
Saddled and bridled so gallant rode he
Home came his good horse but never came he
Saddled and bridled and booted rode he
With a plume on his helmet and a sword by his knee
Home came his saddle all bloody to see
Home came his good horse but never came he
Down came his mother with her heart full of woe
Down came his bonnie wife, her hair hanging low
The fields they are green and the corn is unshorn
The barns they are empty and the baby's unborn
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Traditional, arrangements by Margot Merah and Sophie Janna
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Tipping It Up to Nancy
There lived a woman in our town, a woman you ought know well
She loved her husband dearly but the other one twice as well
With me right finnickinario, tip finnick-a-wall
With me right finnickinario, tipping it up to Nancy
She went into a chemist shop a remedy for to find
“Have you anything in your chemist shop to make my husband blind”
“Just give him eggs and marrowbones and make him suck them all
Before he has the last one sucked he won't see you at all”
She gave him eggs and marrowbones and made him suck them all
Before he had the last one sucked he didn’t see her at all
“If in this world I cannot see here I cannot stay
I'll drown myself”, “come on” says she “and I'll show you the way”
She led him to the river she led him to the brim
But sly enough of the old man it was him that shoved her in
“Oh help me dear husband don't leave me behind”
“Oh well” he says “you silly old fool, you know your husband’s blind”
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Traditional, arrangements by Sophie Janna and Margot Merah
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The Blackest Crow
As time draws near, my dearest dear, that you and I must part
What little you know of the grace and awe of my poor aching heart
Each night I suffer for your sake, you're the one that I hold dear
I wish that I was going with you or you were staying here
I wish my heart was made of glass wherein you might behold
There your name I wrote my dear in letters made of gold
Oh there your name I wrote my dear believe me when I say
You are the one I love the best until my dying day
The blackest crow that ever flew would surely turn to white
If ever I prove false to you, the day would turn to night
Bright day would turn to night my love, the elements will mourn
If ever I prove false to you, the seas will rage and burn
And when you're on some distant shore, think of your absent friend
And when the wind blows high and clear a line to me, please send
And when the wind blows high and clear, please send a note to me
That I might know by your handwrite how time has gone with thee
Traditional, arrangements by Sophie Janna and Margot Merah
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Motherland
Where in hell can you go, far from the things that you know
Far from the sprawl of concrete that keeps crawling its way
A thousand miles a day
Take one last look behind, commit this to memory and mind
Don't miss this wasteland, this terrible place
When you leave, keep your heart off your sleeve
Motherland, cradle me, close my eyes, lullaby me to sleep
Keep me safe, lie with me, stay beside me don't go
My five and dime queen, tell me what have you seen
The lust and the avarice, the bottomless, cavernous greed
Is that what you see?
It's your happiness I want most of all
And for that I’ll do anything at all
If you want the best of life and the most from love
If there's anything that I can do at all
Now come on shot gun bride, what makes me envy your life
The faceless, the nameless, the innocent and blameless and free
What's it like to be?
Written by Natalie Merchant // if the rightful owner requests the removal of these lyrics, we will do so immediately
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Torn Screen Door
Late summer day and my love and I were walking
Over hills and fields we walked laughing and talking
Came across an old farmhouse standing broken and bare
It used to be someone's home now no one lives there
And through the crack in the window pane I hear the sound of the falling rain
Another farm being left run down, another family moved into town
Had a life that they tried to save, but the banks took it all away
Hung a sign on a torn screen door, nobody lives here no more
And there's a red barn standing held together with nails and dust
And a tired old Massey Harris all wires and rust
Weeds overgrown in a garden sown with care
It used to be someone's home now no one lives there
They worked their fingers to the bone
Nothing left they can call their own
Packed it in under leaden skies
With just the wheat waving them goodbye
Had a life that they tried to save, but the banks took it all away
Hung a sign on a torn screen door, nobody lives here no more
Written by David Francey // if the rightful owner requests the removal of these lyrics, we will do so immediately
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Lonesome Robin
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Rise up from your bed of straw
See if you can bend that short bow one last time
Speak from your wounds and say you don't care
You know it'll prey on your mind
Wherever your arrow it falls to the ground
Lay lonesome Robin down, one last time
No more Robin no more
Your outlaw days are over
When you were a little boy
You had to go to bed early when the sun still shone
Falling asleep was the end of the world
Tomorrow would never ever come
So now lonesome Robin won't you close your eyes
So that the sun it will rise one last time
No more, Robin, no more
Your outlaw days are over
And time's taken your time away
Time and deception have whittled your mind
All of the times that ever you had
Have took to its heel and run
Hold on to whatever is closest to you
That's all lonesome Robin can do, one last time
No more, Robin no more
Your outlaw days are over
Written by Bob Coltman // if the rightful owner requests the removal of these lyrics, we will do so immediately
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Bowley’s Dance
I know it’s late, I know you’re tired, we should be sleeping
For today is yesterday and morning’s near
But you may take me in your arms while Bowley’s singing
About the thought of you, the very thought of you my dear
And we’ll dance, dance, humming to the tune
In the middle of the night with a lamp pole as our moon
I’ve seen them peeking through the windows raising eyebrows
At the sight of lovers dancing in the night
But with a smile I will endure their disapproval
For what to them might seem so wrong to me feels right
The trumpet plays a jazzy solo
And my feet no longer touch the ground
Then you whisper in my ear that you love me
You never knew true love could be found
Small rays of sun start to arrive just as I wonder
If it’s more than just another day that starts
That maybe in the deepest night while quick-quick-slowing
Good old Cupid shot his arrow through my heart
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Written by Margot Merah
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Who Knows Where The Time Goes
Across the evening sky all the birds are leaving
How will they know it's time for them to go
Before the winter fire I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time
For who knows where the time goes
Who knows where the time goes
Sad deserted shore your fickle friends are leaving
How will they know it’s time for them to go
I will still be here I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time
I am not alone when my love is near me
And it will be so until it's time to go
So count the storms of winter and the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time
For who knows how my love grows
who knows where the time goes
Written by Sandy Denny // if the rightful owner requests the removal of these lyrics, we will do so immediately
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What You Do With What You’ve Got
You must know someone like him, he was tall and strong and lean
With a body like a greyhound and a mind so sharp and keen
But his heart just like a laurel grew twisted around itself
Till almost everything he did brought pain to someone else
It’s not just what you’re born with, it’s what you choose to be
It’s not how big your share is, it’s how much you can share
And it’s not the fights you dream of but those you really fought
It’s not just what you’re given, it’s what you do with what you’ve got
And what’s the use of two strong legs if you only run away
And what use is the finest voice if you’ve nothing good to say
What good is strength and muscle if you only push and shove
And what’s the use of two good ears if you can’t hear those you love
Between those who use their neighbours and those who use the cane
Between those in constant power and those in constant pain
Between those who run to evil and those who cannot run
Tell me which ones are the cripples and which ones touch the sun
Written by Si Kahn // if the rightful owner requests the removal of these lyrics, we will do so immediately
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