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My Man John
03:38
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My Man John is tall and slim, and he had a leg for every limb.
But now he's got no legs at all, He ran a race with a canon ball
He ran a race with a canon ball.
Were you deaf or were you blind when you left your two fine leg behind
Or was it sailing on the sea, when you lost your leg right down to the knee
Was it sailing on the sea?
I was not deaf and I was not blind when I left my two fine legs behind
Nor was it sailing on the sea when I lost my legs right down to the knee
Wasn't sailing on the sea
My man John was tall and slim and he had a leg for every limb
But now he's got no leg at all, he ran a race with a canon ball
He ran a race with a canon ball....
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Byker Hill
02:59
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Sovay
03:09
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Sovay, Sovay all on a day,
She dressed herself in man's array
With a sword and pistol all by her side
To meet her true love, to meet her true love, away did ride.
As she was riding over the plain
She met her true love and bid him stand:
“Your gold and silver, kind Sir,” she said,
“Or else this moment, or else this moment, your life I'll have.”
And when she'd robbed him of his store
She said, “Kind Sir, there is one thing more:
A golden ring which I know you have,
Deliver it, deliver it, your sweet life to save.”
“Oh that golden ring a token is;
My life I'll lose, the ring I'll save.”
Being tender-hearted just like a dove,
She rode away, she rode away, from her true love.
Now next morning in the garden green
Just like true lovers* they were seen;
He spied his watch hanging by her clothes
Which made him blush, made him blush, like any rose.
“Oh what makes you blush at so silly a thing,
I thought to have had your golden ring;
'Twas I that robbed you all on the plain,
So here's your watch, here's your watch and your gold again.”
“Oh I did intend and it was to know
If that you were me true love or no.
So now I have a contented mind
My heart and all my heart and all my dear is thine.”
*MC pronounces it loviers or lovyers.
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Lord Bateman
03:58
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Lord Bateman was a Noble Lord, a Noble Lord of High Degree
He shipped himself on oard a sailing ship, some foreign country he would go see
He Sailed East and He Sailed west, Until he came to Proud Turkey
where he was taken and put in prison, until his life grew quite weary
Now the Turk he had one only daughter, the fairest maiden your eyes have seen
She stole the keys to her fathers prison, she swore lord bateman she would set free
Have you houses, have you lands, does Northmberland belong to thee
what would you give to a fair young lady if out of prison she'd set you free
Seven years were up and past, from her mind she had not been free
She's packed up all of her gay young clothing, She swore lord bateman she would go see
"Oh Is this here Lord Bateman's castle, Is Lord Bateman here within?"
"Oh Yes oh Yes" cried the proud young porter, "He's just now home, he is within",
Lord Bateman in a passion flew, He's broke his sword in splinter three
He's sworn up all of his father's portion, if Bold Sofia has crossed the sea.
Lord Bateman in a passion flew, He's broke his sword in splinter three
He's sworn up all of his father's portion, if Bold Sofia has crossed the sea.
Lord Bateman in a passion flew, He's broke his sword in splinter three
He's sworn up all of his father's portion, if Bold Sofia has crossed the sea.
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See the Tender Coming
01:54
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Here's the tender coming, pressing all the men;
Oh dear hinny, what shall we do then?
Here's the tender coming, off at Shield's Bar,
Here's the tender coming, full of men of war.
Hide thee, canny Geordie, hide thyself away;
Hide thee till the tender makes for Druridge Bay.
If they take thee, Geordie, who's to win our bread?
Me and little Jackie better off be dead.
Here's the tender coming, stealing off my dear;
Oh dear hinny, they'll ship you out of here.
They will ship you foreign, that is what it means;
Here's the tender coming, full of red marines.
Hey, bonny lassie. let's go to the Lawe,
See the tender lying, off at Shield's Bar,
With her colours flying, anchor at her bow.
They took my bonny laddie, best of all the crew.
http://mainlynorfolk.info/frankie.armstrong/songs/heresthetendercoming.html
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Move Along Song
03:07
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Born in the middle of an afternoon
In a horse-drawn wagon on the old A5
The big twelve wheeler shook my bed
You can't stop here the policeman said
You better get born someplace else
So move along, get along, move along, get along,
Go, move, shift
Born in a wagon on a building site
Where the ground was rutted by the trailer's wheels
The local people said to me,
You'll lower the price of property
Born at the back of a blackthorn hedge
When the white hoarfrost lay all around
No wise men came bearing gifts
Instead the order came to shift
Wagon, tent, or trailer born
Last week, last year, or in far off days
Born here or a thousand miles away
There's always men nearby who'll say
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7. |
Katie Cruel
03:00
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Stray Hens Melbourne, Australia
Three stunning frontwomen, on fiddles, vocal and guitar, backed by drums & double bass. No one in Australia is arranging
folk revival songs with such passion. Complex harmonies, jazz & old-timey inspired rythms, & anceint anglo ballads create a theatrical show.
Formed in March 2013, & already booked for some of the country's Premier festivals, their debut EP has us anticipating the full album!
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