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Intro
00:38
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2. |
The Longing Kind
02:52
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Thinking on my lover, wondering where he's gone
If he's found another, or if he's staying strong
Praying that the rain will one day cleanse his mind
And lord knows, I'm not the praying kind
I threw a stone deep into the lake
Trying to give my wishing some weight
Wished to swim when the weather is fine
And lord knows, I'm not the wishing kind
Lay me down quietly
Lay me down low
Lay me down softly
Lay me down slow
How I am weary I need to rest my bones
If he could only hear me he'd know
Words words words, how you do me wrong
Can't bring him home when he's so long gone
Now I'm telling empty tales, I'm singing empty songs
Words words words, you do me wrong
I long for silence, now I long for night
I long for one long gone from my sight
Long for the rain to cleanse his mind and mine
Lord knows, I've been the longing kind
Lay me down quietly
Lay me down low
Lay me down softly
Lay me down slow
How I am weary I need to rest my bones
If he could only hear me he'd know
If he could only hear me he'd know
But he's gone down where I will never follow
He's gone down where I will never go
How I am weary I need to rest my bones
If he could only hear me he'd know
If he could only hear me he'd know
If he could only hear me he'd know
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3. |
A Winter's Blues
03:57
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Time to turn the fire on
And cover up all of your skin
Didn't you hear, winter is near
The winds are coming in
Didn't we fly so high though
Through a summer without a cloud
It was too bright to see you looking at me
Wondering when to bring me down
Oh a friend of mine he picked me up off the floor
He said 'hey little sparrow what are you crying for?
You shouldn't fly so high if you can't take a fall'
I told him
It's a father's kind word
A mother's kind touch
It's the sound of a city asking too much
Oh it's only a winter's blues
It's the rains coming down
It's him never coming round
It's the sound of my darling letting me down
Oh it's only a winter's blues
Oooooh
So I'm sticking close to the ground now
I'm gonna drive on down to Italy
I've never been there but I heard it's a place where
Loving flows free
Maybe I'll fill my room with roses
And fill my mind with wine
Nothing to see here just let me be here
Til the summertime
Oh that friend of mine he picked me up off the floor
He said 'hey little sparrow what are you crying for?
You shouldn't fly so high if you can't take a fall'
I told him
It's a father's kind word
A mother's kind touch
It's the sound of a city asking too much
Oh it's only a winter's blues
It's the rains coming down
It's him never coming round
It's the sound of my darling letting me down
Oh it's only a winter's blues
Oooooh
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4. |
Crook of his Arm
03:21
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It's not the leaving, it's the coming back again
It's not the buildings, it's the homes we made in them
And I thought that I'd be coming back to nothing but the same
If I'd know what I'd be found to lack, I would have stayed away
My father he once held me in the crook of his arm
Saying 'here little darling you won't come to any harm'
I left a city that did not care for me
I long to feel my feet on familiar fields of green
But now every leaf on every tree has grown itself anew
And two hundred days have cleared away any trace of you
My father he once held me in the crook of his arm
Saying 'here little darling you won't come to any harm'
He could not keep me form the ways of this world
He could not keep me from sharpened tongues and cruel words
And how you don't get rich by playing nice
And how you have yourself to blame if you're made the fool twice
But he once held me in the crook of his arm
Saying 'here little darling you won't come to any harm'
And it's true I feel older now it's summer once again
But I feel no stronger now than I did then
Oh my love where do you lie
Oh my love where do you lie
Oh my love where do you lie this night?
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5. |
Mother Make my Bed
03:55
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Oh mother make my bed
I need to lay my head
Where I have laid it a thousand times before
Why'd you let me roam
So far away from home
I've been wandering so long don't know what I'm wandering for
And father you didn't tell me
How they'd try and sell me
All of these dreams made of paper made of stone
I built my dreams on water
Forgot how to be the daughter
You had always been so proud to call your own
Oh when I'm old where will I go?
And when I'm free what will I be?
When you're young and when you're poor
The only thing you want is more
So I found myself a place
That stayed open late
And found myself a man who would stand as I swayed
Swayed left and right
Swayed into the night
Swayed until I lost my shine until I lost my light
He cleaned me up and took me home
He kissed me top and toe
I swayed some more
He stayed some more
And then I just don't know
Tell me what lies behind
For a girl of my kind?
I've a tale of woe the bars are closed and I've nowhere left to go
Oh when I'm old where will I go?
And when I'm free what will I be?
When you're young and when you're poor
The only thing you want is more
Oh mother make my bed
I need to lay my head
Where I have laid it a thousand times before
Don't you worry over me
Don't ask me where I've been
We are young we are poor the only thing we want is more
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6. |
The Greenwood Side
04:35
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Down by the greenwood
Where the river runs high
Down by the greenwood side
A young man came a-courting me
By day and by night
Down by the greenwood side
Oh I gave my love
Cares far from my mind
Down by the greenwood side
Oh I should have known
That when I awoke
He would leave but his shadow behind
Now what becomes of me
Alone in my grief
Down by the greenwood side
Oh I gave my love
Cares far from my mind
Down by the greenwood side
There came three ravens
Ravens one two three
They came a-mocking me
A maid, a maid, her bed never should have made
At the top of a high high tree
For men they will lie
And change their minds
Down by the greenwood side
Down by the greenwood
I shall lay down to sleep
Far from the ravens cry
And no raven and no man
Shall ever awaken me
Down by the greenwood side
For in sleep I shall stay
Twelve months and a day
Down by the greenwood side
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7. |
Emma
03:59
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Wasn't it you
Who painted me in blue?
Landscapes in your eyes
High as the skies
And painting what the night told you to
Too crude you said
To paint me all in red
A momentary muse
To be moved to be used
And left unmade in the bed
Oooooh
I could have been
A picture in green
Carnations in my hair
Cleaned of every care
And freed from every sorrow I've seen
I could have glowed
In oranges and yellows
Bold and bright
A warming sight
For all the friends at your show
Ooooh
They will offer silver
They will offer gold
Just for a glimmer
Just for a hold
Of the girl inside the frame
The girl inside the paint
But you won't let them touch me
You'll hold my shadow close
Then hang me somewhere
No one else knows
The muse you moved the most
The muse you used the most
The muse you held too close
Wasn't it you
Who painted me in blue?
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8. |
Jane Grey
04:11
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9. |
Billy Waters
04:25
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Here stand I sand between my toes
Longing for the home that I have never known
Worn down shoes and worn down clothes
And no where to lay down my worn down clothes
There stands Billy a dream in his eye
One leg short and glass drunk dry
He smells like sea shells sleeps under the sky
And he'll play that tune til the day he dies
Oh roll you rolling waters
And Billy, play us a tune
Won't you play it for me
I long for the sea
And nobody plays like you, like you
Nobody plays like you
It's sixteen years since we sailed to the sea
And time's been no friend to you or to me
It's sixteen years since we sailed to the sun
And Billy what have we done, done, done
Billy what have we done?
Oh roll you rolling waters
And Billy, play us a tune
Won't you play it for me
I long for the sea
And nobody plays like you, like you
Nobody plays like you
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10. |
Coming Back Around
02:49
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There's a light on at your window
And a light on at your door
I don't ask anything of you darling
You haven't freely given me before
Just one more time before it ends
Then I'll be missing you my dark-eyed friend
My mind is like a river running dry, dry, dry
And I won't be coming back around again
Oh it must be a year or so
Give or take a week or two
Since March first filled with unseasonable snow
And my nights first filled with you
Just one more time before it ends
Then I'll be missing you my dark-eyed friend
My mind is like a river running dry, dry, dry
And I won't be coming back around again
Stale waters stood still at your side
A silent darkling guide
Leading you leading me home
I didn't think I would make it all on my own
I came for the light at your window
And I'd stay for the warmth of your skin
I don't ask anything of you darling
But that you open up and let me in
Oh won't you open up and let me in
Just one more time before it ends
Then I'll be missing you my dark-eyed friend
My mind is like a river running dry, dry, dry
And I won't be coming back around again
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11. |
A Quiet Word
02:51
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Tell me when will we meet again
In thunder wind or rain?
The seas they sing and our hearts begin
To wander far away
But I thought I heard a quiet word
Falling with the rain:
Won't you stay with me?
Forsake the sea, for I won't cast you away
We are careless, restless, homeless,
Always moving on
Like the evening dew that falls
In the morning we are gone
But I'd swear I heard a quiet word
Falling with the rain:
Won't you stay with me?
Forsake the sea, for I won't cast you away
So could we stand to stay on land
And plant our feet on the ground?
Look up at the sky and marvel how high
We flew before we came down?
And heed those words so often heard
Falling with the rain:
Won't you stay with me?
Forsake the sea, for I won't cast you away x2
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12. |
A Rose
03:44
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They say love is a flower
The say love is a rose
They say love comes easy
Easy as it goes
I put my hard-kept secrets
Into lovers' hard-won hands
I made my home in castles
Sitting on slow sinking sands
Ooooh
They say love is a battle
They say love is a war
One side fights at the other
Til one can fight no more
I turned my love on strangers
I turned my love on friends
Now love she turns on me
To reclaim all the joys she lends
Ooooh
They say love is a flower
The say love is a rose
They say love comes easy
Easy as it goes
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13. |
When the Whisky Runs Dry
04:03
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It's been a long long time since I walked these streets at night
Helped home by these small town lights
Suddenly I had to see my grandfather's home
And tell the land he used to walk of all the troubles I've known
Of how love's not a game anymore
And my love's not the same anymore
Since he didn't know what I was loving him for
He said 'spend your love on another young man
One who knows what he is and will do what he can'
I still think of him when the whisky runs dry
If you see him won't you tell him it's all right
If you see him won't you tell him it's all right
Oh he loved me so fast when he should have gone slow
And I didn't know things I really should have known
Didn't mean to throw the dice and wasn't told when I had
But I can see now oh my throw must have been bad
And now love's not a game anymore
And my love's no the same anymore
And he didn't know what I was loving him for
He said 'spend your love on another young man
One who knows what he is and will do what he can'
I still think of him when the whisky runs dry
If you see him won't you tell him it's all right
If you see him won't you tell him it's all right
So I heard he's back in town I heard he's working now
It's gonna be his time this time around
Well I suppose everyone knows that's just the way it goes
And I'll be heading back too in a week or so
Just as soon as I've seen the leaves turn gold
And fall down all around my grandfather's home
And when I'm wrapping up warm in my mother's old clothes
Oh I know, oh I know, oh I know
Love's not a game anymore
And my love's no the same anymore
No I don't know what I was loving him for
He said 'spend your love on another young man
One who knows what he is and will do what he can'
I still think of him when the whisky runs dry
If you see him won't you tell him it's all right
If you see him won't you tell him it's all right
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Maz O'Connor London, UK
Singer and songwriter based in London
'remarkable songwriting talent....captivating voice ****' Q Magazine
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