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Forty Years
40 years in the making
Look what has become
40 years in the breaking
Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
40 years in the making
We struggle to survive
40 years in the breaking
you ‘ll never leave this place alive
Jimmy ain’t no dreamer
He was a good hard working man
Oil and grease his stock in trade
and he always had a plan
He’d work and strive and scrimp and save
And one day he’d be gone
To live in peace down by the sea
In the shadow of the sun
But fate transpired to rob him
of everything he owned
The world is dark and twisted
Bad harvest for the good seeds you sowed
Almost worked himself into an early grave
and all his future plans were lost
SOS to save our souls
nothing left but to count the cost
His son is tired and homeless
Dirty down dead beat
Steals for drugs and money
Living out on the street
No future in the future
Man and boy the time has passed
On the road to hell and back
40 years ago the die was cast
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A Horse Came Riding By
Sunday Morning met the sun
A horse came riding by
Faster than a speeding train
The cobbled sparks did fly
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah
Has no one heard the news
The man is caught with ill intent
and his kingdom likely lose
For he dodged his taxes
Paid no dues put money in the shade
said we must work like trojans too
Even children must make the grade
He’s a regular scoundrel
A man of the world he looks like you and me
But he talks the talk and walks the walk
And he walked the charge scot free
And all the worlds so full of rage
No time for tea for two
Oh rosa rosa rosa dear
God knows what we should do
The whole worlds gone so feckin mad
And I think I’m goin’ too
Monday came and bills they fell
Like confetti on the mat
A storm was brewing lightning struck
The horse had spooked the cat
Just when you thought couldnt get no worse
Along came Johnny doo
He said we’re all for bad times coming soon
and leaving Europe too
Tuesday came and Wednesday went
And Thursday time just flew
went to town to walk around
and see what more was new
There was hawkers, walkers, boys in blue
the army on the fly
And all of this and so much more
when a horse came riding by
And all the worlds so full of rage
No time for tea for two
Oh rosa rosa rosa dear
God knows what we should do
The whole worlds gone so feckin mad
And I think I’m goin’ too
Vote for change and change will come
For change is what we need
Small change won’t pay the bills my dear
When the children we can’t feed
There’s robot workers on the rise
Revolution is the fear
Bombs to close for comfort
We missed the boat my dear
Machines to walk and talk like men
who’d have thought it women too
The times are changing fast and loose
I don’t know just what to do
The net we cast
word on the street its faster than the horse in flight
I can see myself coming down the road
sometime tomorrow night
I can talk to America , Europe too
but I’m not sure I understand
Tomorrows world , yesterday
well rosa ain’t it grand
And all the world so sad and grey
And then it starts to rain
Oh rosa rosa rosa dear
God knows what we should do
The whole worlds gone so feckin mad
And I think I’m goin’ too
There’s people sleeping on the streets
It could make a blind man cry
And all of this and so much more
when a horse came riding by
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A Navvie On the Great Western Railway
Oh me name is John Jones
and I curse these old bones
In the morning its hard for to rise
For I work with my hands
and I’ve travelled o’er these lands
I’m a navvie on the Great Western railway
It was built in the main
By the blood sweat and pain
Of the people like me and my brothers
For with iron and with steel
And with muscle and the wheel
I’m a navvie on the Great western railway
And we live for the work
Though its tough never shirk
And in in hard times we lived for tomorrow
This country made whole
By the blood and coal
Of the navvies on the Great Western railway
We cut through the earth
Never doubting our worth
Built bridges over valleys hundreds high
Tunnelled through the hill
Of beer we drank our fill
I’m a navvie on the Great Western railway
We built our own towns
But we never settled down
made camp on the line of surveyors
we fought with the law
drove the line shore to shore
I’m a navvie on the Great Western railway
Oh me name is John Jones
And I curse these old bones
In the morning its hard for to rise
For I work with my hands
and I’ve travelled o’er these lands
I’m a navvie on the Great western railway
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Poisoned All the Water in the Well
Black is white in all your red rag news
Black is white in all your red rag news
Talk is loose and words are cheap in the byelines that you choose
Black is white in all your red rag news
Talk about the weather well thats fine
Talk about the weather well thats fine
Shout about this crazy world well I guess I’m calling time
Talk about the weather well thats fine
You poisoned all the water in the well
Poisoned all the water in the well
Drained the swamp with your dirty lies and sent us all to hell
You poisoned all the water in the well
Gathering bricks to build yourself a wall
Gathering bricks to build yourself a wall
Blinded by your weasel words divided we will fall
Gathering bricks to build yourself a wall
Set Brother against another they got to choose
Set Brother against another they got to choose
Feed them lies and promises till theres nothing left to lose
Set Brother against another they got to choose
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In some quiet English Town
They flew the flag heard the three Lions roar
For our team on some far flung foreign shore
Bayed for blood in red top and war
In some quiet English town
Rant and rave at the TV screen
Stand to attention for our dear old queen
Sing our hearts out Jerusalem we dream
In some quiet English Town
Cast off the chains of the anchor set sail
Trading horses for money beyond the pale
For the New World Atlantic we’re bound
In some quiet English Town
Say fare thee well oh my true love no more
Taken leave of our senses for sure
Bring on the hard times our fate we endure
In some quiet English Town
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So long , singing the same old song
Money talks words ain’t free
hang my hat on the same old tree
Cant be right must be wrong
Still be here when I’m gone
takes a sad kind of man in a sad kind of world to sing a sad mans song
So long , so long ,
So long , singing the same old song
Hard times , nothing rhymes
The clock tick tock unwinds
Singing the same old song
Hell or high water, rain or shine
Lights are on feeling fine
Come on down moneys tight
I sing these songs most every night
The definition of a madmen is to keep on
banging your head against the same brick wall
So long , so long ,
So long , singing the same old song
Hard times , nothing rhymes
The clock tick tock unwinds
Singing the same old song
Its a winters tale hard to tell
Love my honey sure is swell
Ain’t no place I’d rather be
I know I’m cheap but I ain’t free
Something about the road your on
Sometime you’ve just got to keep on keeping on
So long , so long ,
So long , singing the same old song
Hard times , nothing rhymes
Payment for my crimes
Singing the same old song
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Son you’ve got to walk a mile in my shoes
Looking through the window of your pane
Travelling down the same road again and again
The tide is sweeping in on history
Closing down sales in the land of the free
Its water under bridges so they say
Its as clear as broken glass day after day after day
Ripping up the earth beneath my feet
Selling me a new world I cant live and I cant beat
She said Son you’ve got to walk a mile in my shoes
Before you know the truth of how much we have to lose
Its easy enough to sing the white mans blues
Son you’ve got to walk a mile in my shoes
You’d sell the very air that we breathe
And if we challenge your intentions then we’re simply asked to leave
But there’s nowhere in this world that we can go
The future ain’t the future when the cold winds hard they blow
Burning up the land to fuel the fire
The sadness of our madness is our insatiable desire
No value but the price is way too high
Drowning all the the oceans on the silver wings we fly
She said Son you’ve got to walk a mile in my shoes
Before you know the truth of how much we have to lose
Its easy enough to sing the white mans blues
Son you’ve got to walk a mile in my shoes
Well its easy come and easy go the same
Theres always someone else that can always take the blame
No walls that you can build to game the game
Its a fight a constant battle to keep alive the flame
Its the quiet glance the nuanced game we play
Its the things that are never said not the things that we say
The mundane and the grinding day to day
In the end they wear you down till you no longer want to play
She said Son you’ve got to walk a mile in my shoes
Before you know the truth of how much we have to lose
Its easy enough to sing the white mans blues
Son you’ve got to walk a mile in my shoes
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Mable Keane
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Mabel Keane
As I stood across the river
From the hill on where you lay
And I gathered all the summer sun
And grass to make the hay
The rain to fix the roof
for it had seen a better day
Left a hole no heart could fill
for your love had gone away
I painted you in colour
Though the memories black and white
And the daylight broke the darkness
Of a black and starry night
And your face most every morning
Your voice when I awoke
Is the first and last reminder
That my heart is surely broke
Now your gone the house is empty
You were only seventeen
In my heart you’ll live forever
oh my darling Mabel Keane
Oh you never went to London
And you never met the queen
In my heart you’ll live forever
Oh my darling Mabel Keane
Now your gone the house is empty
You were only seventeen
In my heart you’ll live forever
oh my darling Mabel Keane
Oh you’ve never been to London
And you’ve never met the queen
In my heart you’ll live forever
Oh my darling Mabel Keane
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The Things we take for Granted
Pictures in the hallway
Faces that remain
Things we take for granted
That will always be the same
bricks are laid like memories
And fires will burn like flame
The things we take for granted
Gathering dust upon the frame
Time is for the passing
Thoughts are there to dream
Plans are for the making
The future it may seem
A foreign land yet somehow
Closer than you know
Be careful what you wish for
The winds of change may blow
Faith is for the healing
Love is like a fire
Burns so bright and beautiful
Like ashes of desire
One day friends are calling
Suddenly they are gone
Days are shorter than you think
Don’t chase the setting sun
Pictures in the hallway
Faces that remain
Things we take for granted
That will always be the same
bricks are laid like memories
And fires will burn like flame
The things we take for granted
Gathering dust upon the frame
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Mary Mary Mary
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Mary Mary Mary
Comes to something when a man has to choose
‘Tween comfort and a pair of dancing shoes
Its a heartache and hard to bear
Damn my luck and Lord I swear
Mary, Mary, Mary, don’t you see
I’m young but getting old before my time
Young but getting old before my time
See the future oh so clear
Nothing left to fear
young but getting old before my time
Mary, Mary, Mary, don’t you see
Mary, Mary, Mary, what will be will be
Got me a guitar its a heavy load
Gotta take a chance on the open road
Mary, Mary, Mary don’t you see
Its a lonely man who knows where he’s going to
Its a lonely man who’s always passing through
You know in your own mind
peace is hard to find
For a lonely man who’s always passing through
Time ain’t on my side I’ve got to be
Time ain’t on my side I’m runnin’ free
Gettin’ harder every day
Don’t matter what you say
Time ain’t on my side I’m runnin’ free
Mary, Mary, Mary don’t you see
Mary, Mary, Mary, what will be will be
The wind is in my sail
I’m way beyond the pale
Mary, Mary, Mary, what will be will be
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Born on the Mountain
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Born on the Mountain
I was born way up on the mountain
Set my heart on a journey to the sea
As a child I would often meander
But I found my road and finally I’m free
I carried the gold the earth came to give me
Floated fears and dreams downstream
Hoped against hope for the blue of the ocean
Ah but this life it ain’t but nothing and not what it seems
I was born on the mountain
In my heart I’m still the same
Colours fade but memories linger
Love is forever and the heart will remain
Somewhere on the journey Childlike the river
Sprang from the moss and rock I became
Twisting and turning with youthfulness and vigour
The heart of the mountain I carried like a flame
I was born on the mountain
In my heart I’m still the same
Colours fade but memories linger
Love is forever and the heart will remain
You’ll find peace in the making of the journey
in the final destination the river sets you free
you’ll find gold panned out in the shingle
Hope and salvation for you and for me
I was born on the mountain
In my heart I’m still the same
Colours fade but memories linger
Love is forever and the heart will remain
All your books and words are potions
Gathering dust upon the pane
Time may pass and fade in fury
But Friends are forever and this song will remain
I was born way up on the mountain
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Sisters Of Song
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Sisters Of song
I was down in the basement
counting up the leaves
that gathered in the autumn storms
Easy on the breeze
and somewhere in a box in a corner
' hind the broom
was a faded black white
illuminating half the room
and it spoke to me in rhyming words
and music to recite
the mantra of a different age
a candle cast the light
Long shadows in the evening
with steam to cut the corn
the harvest and the seeds
that we sow when we are born
sisters of song sisters of song
Heart and soul keep on rolling on
80 years and going strong
sisters of song sisters of song
Chinese whispers in the cornfield
somewhere down the road
camp fires in the evening
and memories bestowed
hard times recounted
in a haunting melody
come to make our peace
with the world down by the sea
sisters of song sisters of song
Heart and soul keep on rolling on
80 years and going strong
sisters of song sisters of song
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Sooner or Later
Sooner or later somethings gotta change
Sooner or later life must rearrange
sometime in the game a losing hand must fold
sooner or later down the road
Day after day gonna keep on keeping on
Day after day what happened to the sun
Where did the time go what happened to the years
Friends and heartache and tears
Sooner or later down the road
Sooner or later down the road
Sometime soon before we’re too old
Sooner or later down the road
Wake in the morning same old same old news
Put on my clothes and holes in my shoes
Best laid plans of fools chasing gold
Sooner or later Down the Road
Sooner or later down the road
Sooner or later down the road
Like two fools chasing gold
Sooner or later down the road
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Thunderstorm
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Thunderstorm
Caught outside in the wind and the rain
You gave me shelter time and time again
In a thunder storm
Lightning flash and dark clouds roll
The heartbreak sound to soothe your very soul
In a thunderstorm
How the wind’s they blow so warm
In a thunderstorm
When the heat is on and its hard to breathe
Nowhere to hide pack up your bags and leave
In a Thunderstorm
Colours raging black and blue
Against the sky at war I held on close to you
In a Thunderstorm
How the wind’s they blow so warm
In a thunderstorm
We made the doorway in a crazy dash
Umbrellas folded waiting for the worst to pass
in a thunderstorm
You love the rain its a romance thing
Like Gene Kelly how we dance and sing
In a thunderstorm
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Eddy Morton Stourbridge, UK
As the founder member of The New Bushbury Mountain Daredevils Eddy Morton toured the UK and Europe constantly for eleven years releasing 8 albums During which time the band appeared at every major Folk/Roots Festival in the UK and Europe including Cambridge, Cropredy, Skagen, Guildford, Dranouter, The Badentreffen and many more. His latest solo release Rainbow Man is available on iTunes ... more
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