Winter morning, I rode out to take the air.
I heard them calling, there`s a hunt today
declared.
Two young soldiers are on the run,
Came in courting a maiden young.
They stole her beauty, took no gold.
Take no prisoners, take no rogues.
Judge and jury, forty huntsmen rode to
town.
Their noble duty, track those footprints
up and down.
Two young soldiers are on the run,
Came in courting a maiden young.
They stole her beauty, took no gold.
Take no prisoners, take no rogues.
We took that mountain, the moonlight
shadows cast our way.
Wind was howling, we must catch our
bird of prey,
Two young soldiers are on the run,
Came in courting a maiden young.
They stole her beauty, took no gold.
Take no prisoners, take no rogues.
Make us ready, I see a fire up ahead,
Go in gently, load those rifles up with
lead.
Two young soldiers are on the run,
Came in courting a maiden young.
They stole her beauty, took no gold.
I come to you with honour
I come to you in vain
I've come to you my true love
In the greenwood you were slain
I do as much for my love
As any young man may
I'll sit and mourn her memory
For twelve months and a day
The sound of a drum
Is beating all around
Like a shadow on the run
Caught in the dark
And lover lay down
She lay down
I'll think upon this garden
The purest footprints walked
The fairest flower now blossomed
Has now withered to a stalk
Your lips they are cold sweetheart
Your breath is earthly strong
And if I kiss your cold clay lips
My time here may not be long
The sound of a drum
Is beating all around
Like a shadow on the run
Caught in the dark
And lover lay down
She lay down
Lover lay down
She lay down
The sound of a drum
I hear it beating all around me
Like a shadow on the run
Caught in the dark
The sound of a drum
I hear it beating all around me
Like a shadow on the run
Caught in the dark
At fair Mount's Bay, on that Christmas week
Was such a raging storm, no man could speak
That lifeboat thundered through an angry sea
Was called Solomon Browne and her company
With courage, it was called
On our heroes brave and bold
With courage, it was cold
On board that night
Now the stricken coaster called the Union Star
Her maiden voyage, she never thought that far
With Captain Moreton and his four man crew
A woman to save and her daughters two
Now, never had a lifeboat fought in vain
She could have made a dash for port but she tried again
All sixteen perished in that mighty wave
It tossed them overboard into a watery grave
With courage, it was called
On our heroes brave and bold
With courage, it was cold
On board that night
Now back at Penlee Point, time stood still
Twelve young children cried for their fathers killed
A nation shed tears for years as the news went round
The constant courage of our Solomon Browne.
With courage, it was called
On our heroes brave and bold
With courage, it was cold
On board that night
With courage, it was called
On our heroes brave and bold
Poor as paupers, proud as kings,
We all aim for better things.
That finger, finger of faith comes out and touches me,
It's better, better late than never for honesty,
That sender, go and send yourself another dream.
Go dream, go send yourself away,
Dream, go and dream, go and send yourself away.
Your so tender, tender eyes, release that golden view.
It's simple, simple friendship, flowers are passed to
you,
Your picture, picture perfect, pathways are laid for you.
We left our sweethearts and our wives along that pier
"Cheer up" they said, "you'll soon return in half a year"
So we sailed up north to reach the ice, we took full sails
Each boat was manned with guns and rope to hunt that whale.
We know, that we're fighting in this frost on our own
And we'll see no sound or sight of our homes
And our lovers will be waiting there 'til spring
It's a ramble and a race to be king.
Race to be king
Now we've been sailing a league or three 'till we glimpsed that shore
The night was dark and won no hearts so we stayed on board
There fired a shot along our deck and down one side
And it cracked our mast and swept in fast, our bird she cried out ..
.. That we know, that we're fighting in this frost on our own
And we'll see no sound or sight of our homes
And our lovers will be waiting there 'til spring
It's a ramble and a race to be king.
Race to be king.
Race to be king, yeah, yeah.
Race to be king, yeah.
Race to be king.
And we know, that we're fighting in this frost on our own
And we'll see no sound or sight of our homes
And our lovers will be waiting there 'til spring
It's a ramble and a race to be king.
It's a race to be king.
It's a race to be king.
Oh ye Mariners as you pass by,
Well come into drink if you are dry.
Come and spend, my lads, your money brisk,
And pop your nose in this one.
Drink another jug of this.
Oh ye tipplers, have you that crown?
For you are welcome all to sit down.
Come and spend, my lads, your money brisk,
And pop your nose in this one.
In another jug of this.
Now I'm old and I can scarcely recalll,
I've an old grey beard and a head that's bald.
Crown my desire and fulfill my bliss,
With a pretty young girl
And another jug of this.
Now I'm in my grave and I am dead,
And all these sorrows are passed and fled.
Go and turn myself into a fish,
And let me swim around you
In another jug of this.
In this fair town we laid them down in
1643,
It was poor King Charles who travelled
for miles
In the heart of a civil dream.
As fierce young men we took a mighty
stand
and waited for the call.
We were the first ones over the wall.
These four walls at the heart of the
kingdom.
These four walls.
A shot rang out from behind the hill
As we marched along the bank.
We were stuck in fast between a heavy
marsh,
And our clothes were torn and damp.
"So steady your guns until the last man
comes",
Our captain he did cry,
I was the last man to see him alive.
These four walls at the heart of the
kingdom.
These four walls.
As night crept in, well the stars were dim,
No soldier made a sound.
We had lost all sight in that fading light,
The fires had gone aground.
So the captain went out to a scream and
shout,
For an ambush he would find.
I was the the last man to see him alive.
These four walls at the heart of the
kingdom.
These four walls.
At first light when the guns were quiet,
Reinforcements came to town,
They were put on our side with a
parliament pride,
The battle it turned around.
So the war was won, but the captain
gone,
And forever we recall,
He was the first one over the wall.
These four walls at the heart of the
kingdom.
A maiden might be pure in grace and harmony,
Problems arise, she'll be there to sacrifice
And set the mind, as all our cares sail out to sea,
Into the unknown, a favoured face you stand alone.
May the colour of your dreams be good as gold,
Painting pictures 'til that wish unfolds.
It's all your world....
A maiden might be full of grace and harmony,
When problems arise she should be there to sympathize.
Set the mind free as all these cares sail out to sea,
You're more than that friend, a coast to coast, an end to
end.
Show me a great place,
And pick me that sweet taste,
I've been so bitter and blinded,
But done the best they say.
And love will find my way.
Lay me on old ground,
Play me that soft sound,
I fall from a tall tune,
Into the best they say.
Love will find my way.
The image of love, it'll dig you out,
And tunnel above to the heart-filled house.
So tear down those walls and reach the day.
The Image of love will lead the way.
Show me your leisure,
With a chest full of treasures.
We'll go searching together
Until we find our day.
Make us ready boys all with wonder born,
We`ll guide this fair ship and sail towards the morn,
Come on all alas, now here`s the master dear,
I fear this deadly storm is coming to us near.
We sailed from Plymouth Sound in a week or three,
with not that far to go boys, some canons to retrieve.
The night it grew much darker and the wind it came in
strong,
And it grew upon us lads and there was nothing to be
done.
The waves grew higher and broke upon our ship,
Then poor old master`s taken with nothing left to grip,
Drop the anchor downwards and throw him out a line,
Poor old master`s overboard he be swalled by the tide.
So hear my warning that I give to you,
Be careful when your sailing with that lucky few,
Tie up every deck hand tightly `til the morn,
And well go together boys in the belly of the storm.
Don`t go sailing out with me, I fear your soul be lost at
All you sailors old or young come light the guns on
everyone.
We`ll take the ship and go to sea
Crush the north in `53
Fought upon a broken shore
With 20 thousand men or more.
We`re the riflemen of war.
All you sailors old or young come light the guns on
everyone
Make that shot against their bow, we watched their maiden
sinking down.
Fired aloud and the cannons roar
With 20 thousand rounds or more.
We`re the riflemen of war
All you injured old or young, come let's steal the gold
for everyone.
Take the ship, to England sail.
Good heroes welcome, we'll prevail.
Pull the mast to better shores,
A hundred men were back on board.
Come all you bold people,
Give ear to my song.
Ill sing in good praise
Of all brandy and rum.
There's a clear, crystal fountain,
With England's control,
Give me that punch ladel,
I'll fathom the bowl.
My wife she comes in
As I sit at my ease.
She scolds and she grumbles,
And does as she please.
Well, she may scold and grumble
'Til she's black as coal.
Give me that punch ladel,
I'll fathom the bowl.
My father he lies
In the depths of the sea.
With no stone at his feet,
Does it matter to me?
There's a clear crystal fountain
Where England should roll.
Give me that punch ladel,
I heard her in the valley,
I heard her in the dead of night
The warning of a white hare
Her eyes burning bright.
Careful you don't catch her
Or give her right of way.
For she will look upon you
Steal your soul away
For the white hare is calling
She's dancing in the night
And she'll be out 'til the morning light
Out upon the heather
A shadow came onto me
Her hair was hanging over
Her face I could not see
She ran behind the rocks
I heard the hounds cry
The image of a woman
Her head she held up high
For the white hare is calling
She's dancing in the night
She'll be out 'til the morning
With her eyes burning bright
The white hare is calling you
If you go hunting
Or calling out your prey
Or if you see a fair maid
With hair an ashen grey
Careful you don't catch her
Or give her right of way
For she will look upon you
Steal your soul away
For the white hare is calling
She's dancing in the night
She'll be out 'til the morning
With her eyes burning bright
The streams of lovely Nancy are divided in three parts,
Where young men and maidens meet their long sweethearts,
It is drinking of good liquor that has caused my heart to
sing,
And the noise in yonder village made the rocks ring.
At the bottom of this mountain runs a river clear,
A ship from the Indes did once anchor here,
With her red flags a`flying and the beating of her drum,
With sweet instruments of music and the firing of her
gun.
At the bottom of this mountain where the birds do fly,
There is one amoungst them that flies so very high,
If I had her in my arms near the diamond`s cold black
land,
How soon I`d secure her by the kindness of my hands.
So come all you little streamers that walk the meadows
gay,
Go write unto your love wherever she may lay,
With her rosy lips entice me and her tongue she tells me
Sunday morning,
In the summer time.
Over worship we hurlers climb,
over mountains and valleys deep.
Those bells are ringing
Around our feet.
Come, take this warning
cried the priest.
All good hurlers
at the devils feast.
He will curse you where you stand
Mark his circle upon our land
Oh hurler boys come on
make your choice.
And he said
Oh you hurlers boys come on
make your choice.
Where you stand
(hey hey)
Where you stand
Bold, brave and strong
we ran the day
Til thunder rolled in with silver rain
There were fingers down our backs
curse is rising
and we were trapped
Oh hurler boys come on
make your choice.
And he said
Oh you hurlers boys come on
make your choice.
Where you stand
(hey hey)
Where you stand
(hey hey)
Tall, straight and stubborn
we face the sky
that lightning pierced us
our voices cried out
bodies silver
our hearts of stone
we make no shadows
we stand alone
Oh hurler boys come on
make your choice.
And he said
Oh you hurlers boys come on
make your choice.
And he said
Oh you hurlers boys come on
make your choice.
And he said
Oh you hurlers boys come on
make your choice.
Where you stand
(hey hey)
(You hurler boys)
Where you stand
(hey hey)
(You hurlers boys)
Where you stand
(hey hey)
(You hurler boys)
Where you stand
(hey hey)
(You hurler boys)
Where you stand
(hey hey)
(you hurler boys)
Where you stand
(hey hey)
Where you stand
He`s going under.
Beneath this stone in the fading light
Lies the lonely soul of a Joseph Wright.
Few hearts knew his kindness warm,
Few heads grew with a knowledge more
informed.
He`s going under.
With a gracious voice and a humour
broad,
He pleased both peasant, squire and a
lord,
A length his breath had a fortune steered
We called Joe`s life the finest lot in
years.
He's going under,
He's going under,
Poor Joe's life it was the finest lot in
years.
The hammer went down on his soul that
night.
His breath was cold but he suffered no
fight.
He was the last one sold on a priceless
tear,
For poor Joe's life it was the finest lot in
years.
He's going under,
He's going under,
Poor Joe's life it was the finest lot in
You've heard of the great disaster
Where a terrible price was paid.
One hundred and forty colliers lost, and
twenty only saved.
Down in the ground they`re lying
With a dirt so thick inside.
There were many lost in the dark and
dust
When the colliers called out
"Hold your fire!"
The gas in the old deep section
Packed like a wintery drift.
And many a man had a blackened face
before he'd finished his shift.
The manager had been told
"Don`t fire that shot, we'll die!"
There were many lost in the dark and
dust
When the colliers called out
"Hold your fire!"
The firemen report their missing,
Some say forty days.
The manager he ignored them to cover
his criminal ways.
Now down in the dark they're lying
With a dirt so thick inside.
There were many lost in the dark and
dust
When the colliers called out
"Hold your fire!"
The family sent white lillies,
And paid for their Sunday best,
And the manager found, well all comes
down
The colliers had their rest.
We`ll go one more time unto the mine
To hear those colliers cry!
There were many lost in the dark and
dust
When the colliers called out
A soldier is obsessed with his love - a
true charmer.
For the charmer courted me,
And she stole away my love,
When my heart was young and fair,
She was the maid beyond compare.
When my head was hanging low
Well, she fought through frost and snow.
In my arms she'll rest away
For the charmer I would name.
Tell it to the charmer, so fine and pretty.
Farewell charmer.
She brought that summer fright,
We were separate every night.
On those winter days to prove
She?s away on the morning dew.
I wish but it`s in vain,
For the soldier I became,
Fighting lands I'd never see,
For the grass will cover me.
Tell it to the charmer, so fine and pretty.
Farewell charmer.
Well her bed is fine as silk,
The sheets as white as milk.
When my heart has gone away.
I`ll leave a bed as cold as clay.
She has two hearts I have none.
All alone when I am done.
To that charmer I endure,
For the price of love and war.
So tell it to the charmer, she?s so fine
and pretty.
Down on the moor in a green old field,
There lies a knight slain under his shield,
His hounds they lie down at his feet,
So well they can their master keep.
The bold knight above,
If he see that angel with her love
The bold knight above,
If he could see that angel with her love.
Down on the moor a fallow girl
as great with young for all the world.
She lifted up his bloody head,
and kissed his wounds that were so red.
Chr.
She picked him up upon her back,
and carried him no hands attached.
She buried him before their prime,
Then she was dead herself at even time,
Summer evening, a maiden fair
Was walking forth in the open air.
She met her lover on the way,
She called out her heart would stay.
She said love not constant will quickly
Cold as winter, white as snow.
Summer treasure, hand to hold,
Love be constant in a band of gold.
The wind is fresh`ning upon her eyes,
Down the years that stretch so wide.
Angels sing so far away,
His promises gently fade
She said love not constant will quickly
Cold as winter, white as snow.
Summer treasure, hand to hold,
Love be constant in a band of gold.
Summer evening, a maiden fair
Was walking forth in the open air.
She said love not constant will quickly
Cold as winter, white as snow.
Summer treasure, hand to hold,
It was Monday morning in heavy rain,
When Josie went from our house, never back again,
Out beyond the hillside where the cattle stand,
With her recent lover holding her right hand.
They both went out together in the Monday mist,
She never saw it coming, waiting at his wrist,
He struck her swiftly and she fell right down,
Flowers grew around her a body never found.
Whenever you`re walking out in the snow,
Think of poor Josie all on her own,
Wherever those flowers stand out unknown,
Youll be steppin` on her gravestone.
So tell me where is Josie and where`s she flown,
You both went out together you`ve come back alone,
You sit so sadly with a face so cold,
You`re no more paler though than the life you stole.
Kind friends gather round
there's a dream that I had this last night
there's plenty of land, soil and sea
we won't have to struggle and fight
It's a poor man's heaven, well how about when
we won't have nothing to fear, no
With real feather beds to rest those heads
we'll all have one of our own
It's a poor man's heaven to be free
A poor man's heaven to believe
It's a poor mans vision up above
A poor man's heaven to be loved
yeah, come on now.
We'll roll up their banks, shoot their crates
We won't give it up 'till we heard
With the rich man's son, we'll have that fun
for sticking their shovel and dirt
We'll live on champagne, ride that train
we'll drink it from the day until midnight
If someone should dare to ask out there
we'll punch and put out his lights
It's a poor man's heaven to be free
A poor man's heaven to believe
It's a poor mans vision up above
A poor man's heaven to be loved
Yeah, come on now
Yeah!
We'll live at our ease, take all we please
we won't have no-one to fend for
If someone gets smart, we'll take him apart
and spread him all over the floor
It's a poor man's heaven, well how 'bout when
we won't have nothign to fear, no
with real feather beds to rest those heads,
we'll all have one of our own
It's a poor man's heaven to be free
A poor man's heaven to believe
It's a poor mans vision up above
A poor man's heaven to be loved
yeah, come on now
yeah, it's a poor man's heaven
come on now, hey!
yeah, come on now, come on, it's a poor mans heaven!
You, you should be sipped not drunk,
You should be sailed not sunk.
Take a look outside your window,
A little look outside your window.
You, are you a friend or foe,
Are you the man I know?
Get a look outside your window,
Another look outside your window.
I'll be seeking sunshine after rain,
I'll be keeping comfort over pain,
I'll be feeling freedom has that view to carry on,
Do you want some?
Go, look outside your window.
You, are you all wet and wild,
Have you a certain style?
Take a look outside your window,
A little look outside your window.
You, you should be picked not punched,
You should be sailed not sunk.
Take a look outside your window,
Another look outside your window.
Chorus
Out of the moonlight in the month of May,
This ship would take her last breath.
Her full mast it was draping,
Like a mermaid she was dressed.
Her lonely heart is setting free,
All her cares they went sailing out to sea.
All those people gathered round,
Flocked to view that lovely sight.
All young maidens came to town,
They waved her out into the night.
She tried to clear the rocks with swelling
sails,
The ocean beat her everytime,
And with a crack her body failed.
Sea engulfed and filled our eyes.
When the news returned to the town,
Every maid sat on the pier,
With lovers lost and fathers never found,
For now that mermaid`s dressed in tears.
Her lonely heart has set us free,
As all our prayers they went sailing out to
sea.
You can hear her calling,
Poor Kitty Jay
Such a beauty cast away
This silent prayer
It should paint some peace
On her grave
Something broke her sleep
Poor Kitty Jay
Such a beauty thrown away
So young and fair
Now she's turned to dust
And clay
Terror broke her sleep
Never guessed unto her cold end
Called the Devil her only friend
Never guessed it with his bare hands
Folding hills and a silver lane,
A weeping maid, an evening in the rain,
Roses ramble and the trees hang low,
We sit and drink to all good friends we
know.
`Tis I my love who'll leave in June,
For twenty five days no more.
Now mark that spot from whence I came
It's for king and country I`ll come back
again.
The first season passed without news.
Two weeks gone and still no autumn
tune.
The leaves they weep for the loss of their
spring,
The dimming days they serve no better
king.
`Tis I my love who fought for you.
For twenty five weeks no more.
Now mark that spot from whence I came
It's for king and country I`ll come back
again.
The wind blew in a few small drops of
rain.
She followed them `til her tears ran down
again.
I`ll do as much as any young man may.
Please don`t sit and mourn I`ll come
back rich and brave.
`Tis I my love who fell for you,
After twenty five months no more.
Now mark that spot from whence I came
It's for king and country I`ll come back
again.
I'll come back to you on the longest day.
I'll come back to you when I'm rich and
brave.
I'll come back to you.
Out of the doorway her hands upon her
head,
The weeping maid, her love was lost or
dead.
Her longest day had only just begun.
She cursed the man who favoured for
the gun.
`Tis I my love who fell for you.
For twenty five years or more
Now mark that spot from whence we
came
It's for king and country I`ll come back
again.
I'll come back to you on the longest day.
I'll come back to you when I?m rich and
brave.
I'll come back to you on the longest day.
All good people I pray you attend
Poor John Lomas his life at an end
He was condemned to die
He was a great master, so very kind
But his fair mistress had evil in her mind
He was condemned to die
[Chorus:]
Willingly I took his place
With my fair love
Willingly I stole his face
And soaked it in blood
It was the mistress and the murder for love
This fair mistress found him asleep
It's time to kill him then my heart you can keep
He was condemned to die
Three times I struck him over his head
It was my first murder, a blood soaken bed
He was condemned to die
[Chorus]
Into my room then I did return
The crime committed, my conscience it did burn
I was condemned to die
In a dark Jail house I would remain
For poor John Lomas now it is my name
I am condemned to die
Willingly I took his place
With my fair love
Willingly I stole his face
And soaked it in blood
It was the mistress and the murder
It was the mistress and the murder
It was the mistress and the murder
I'll Haunt You
On board ship the rumours ride
No one meets my eye
I've thrown your ring out on the tide
I pray my curses fly
To haunt you
Haunt your bed
Tap the windows you'll wake in dread
I pray that you'll love me instead
I'll haunt you, I'll haunt your bed
I've walked alone upon this deck
A thousand times or more
Half a year from my return
These cries fly back to shore
You promised me our love was strong
You said that you'd be true
Go tell yourself I'm long gone
'Cause here's what I will do
I'll haunt you
Haunt your bed
Tap the windows, wake in dread
I pray that you'll love me instead
I'll haunt you, I'll haunt your bed
I'll haunt you
Sleep in fear
Whisper secrets in your ear
A world away but I'll be near
I'll haunt you here
Fear me
Whenever you're sleeping
I will be watching over you
("Fear me..." repeats)
A year at sea since your letter came
To shatter all my plans
You set me free, changed your name
I stretch out these cold hands
to haunt you, haunt your bed
tap the windows, wake in dread
I prayed that you'd love me instead
I'll haunt you, I'll haunt your bed
and I'll haunt you
Sleep in fear
Whisper secrets in your ear
A world away but I'll be near
I'll haunt you here
I'll haunt you, haunt your bed
Tap the windows, wake in dread
I prayed that you'd love me instead
I'll haunt you, I'll haunt your bed
I'll haunt you
How much a tale you know is never told,
How much of youth is growing old,
How much a thought it will make you think,
How much you made me get another drink.
How much you lose you never spend it,
How much you buy you never lend it,
How much you risk you never help this,
And you're straight back on me for another kiss.
Mean, green eyes they never go,
Mean, green eyes, but they said so.
Mean, green eyes they never go,
There's nothing to reveal.
How much a fool he wises up,
How much you talk you can't give it up.
How much a thought it will make you think,
How much you made me get another drink.
Worthy of a friendship lying underneath a stone,
He was a proper master, all of a ship his own.
For houses and great land many gold in store,
I know he`d spent the whole lot and would again I`m sure.
The blackbirds are singing,
At the breaking of the day,
When poor old Henry Clark,
Left and went away.
For twenty years he scarcly slept upon a proper bed.
Sleepin` with that faint heart inside a weary head,
In the weeks he`d gaze out over Plymouth bay,
To show off all those great girls when the boys are back
one day.
Chr.
Now his days are over for he was taken ill.
Carried to a workhouse all against his will,
But being just a mortal he lived a life quite tired,
He only lived for one month then his world expired.
Breathing sunshine from the flowers,
A little wisdom from the leaves,
Carry comfort to the sad tree,
How the grass it did grieve,
There's a moment we remember,
Its a feeling we face,
Take me down to that world of wonder,
Into the Garden of Grace
There's a tree of temptation,
From the seed of despair,
We know all our attentions,
Are for the bodies we bare,
Chorus
It's a jungle to the gentle,
It's a bed for the dead,
It's a field full of reasons why
All the soldiers have bled.
Chorus
A golden shaft full of sunlight
Recaptures my face,
And that angel up from heaven high,
Gave that Garden its' place
I'll sing you a song how first we began
Our toils and our troubles our plot and our plan
We left our fair country, and all our friends and our
homes
Across to the deserts wild and the mountains to roll
We traveled three weeks 'til we came to the platt
Set up our camp ahead of the pack
In just a moment low we heard a faint yell
Five hundred cavalry they were riding from hell
[Chorus:]
We fight for favor
We will fight for pride
And oh we will fight for favor
We will fight 'til they die
They made a bold dash came near to our train
Bullets fell around like showers of rain
With long rifles at hand we fed them hot lead
'Til many a brave warrior fell down, and around us lay
dead
[Chorus]
We travel by day but guard in the night
Across all those mountains so high in their might
Now in a green valley we live beside a clear old stream
Our journey now ended, thank god, in the land of our
dreams
We fight for favor
We will fight for pride
And oh we will fight for favor
High waves she cut them up in two
The storm's eye we could see
With her tattered sails shaking in the gale
A terror for a sight was she
Cutting through the clouds the moon swept the deck
Her wooden bones all alight
With a quick glimpse, ghostly was the wreck
I couldn't see a soul in sight
She's like a feather in a storm
Blowing on the wind
She's like a feather in a storm
When the devil threw those cold scarlet eyes
Two beacons bright
Timber cracked as she broke upon her back
Her wooden bones all exposed
Stuck there fast with a weather-beaten mast
A pale strong figure he arose
Then standing at the helm, the devil I could tell
His silver cloak all alight
With two burning eyes dancing in the sky
A terror on a winter's night
She's like a feather in a storm
Blowing on the wind
She's like a feather in a storm
When the devil threw those cold scarlet eyes
Two beacons burning brightly on the tide
A fair warning to return another night
Go quickly when he's chasing you with flames burning
bright
She's like a feather in a storm
Blowing on the wind
She's like a feather in a storm
When the devil threw those cold scarlet eyes
She's like a feather in a storm
Blowing on the wind
She's like a feather in a storm
When the devil threw those cold scarlet eyes
Two beacons bright
Cold scarlet eyes
Farewell my love I think not you less
My heart still beats for thee,
These empty arms still for your fair rest
Those eyes to gaze at me.
Don`t pity me for she`ll not stay,
She scorned my heart and fades away,
Farewell my love for all weve done,
By the setting of the sun.
Farewell my love of yesteryears,
We roll upon the tide
Tommorrows` day should lead the way
and life begins tonight.
Don`t pity me for i`m not done
She scorned my heart with the setting sun,
Farewell my love for all I`ve got,
One fateful night
I woke to hear that sound
Like a gun shot
Both windows shaking loud
Great lengthy cries
They came racing from the sky
From a fearsome wreck
With grey daggers stuck in her neck
Crimson dawn, my heart was torn
A midnight rescue we were called upon
Freedom fire with burning eyes
Her figure tangled up in turning tides
So I cut her free and fine
This floating town
It had broke up, run aground
When the call came out
To put fair Charlotte in
So we ploughed those waves
With a hundred left to save
And in fading light
Well I held on strong and tight
Crimson dawn, my heart was torn
A midnight rescue we were called upon
Freedom fire with burning eyes
Her figure tangled up in turning tides
I'll stay with you, till the morning tides
I'll set you free
Sharp rocks we braved
For the last hand I would save
Was a beauty fair with wild, torn, tangled hair
Thick rope entwined, well I cut her free and fine
Into a fast embrace
Well I held her face to face
Crimson dawn, my heart was torn
A midnight rescue we were called upon
Freedom fire with burning eyes
Her figure tangled up in turning tides
So I cut her free and fine
So I cut her free and fine
I'll stay with you, till the morning tides
I'll set you free
I'll stay with you, till the morning tides
I'll set you free
It was a fateful night
When I woke to hear that sound
Like a gun shot
Come and listen, brave and tall,
The greatest tale I have to tell you,
It was a bleak and barren moor.
In ancient days he fell.
There rode a man of high renown
His name it came as hunter Childe.
Every day he chased heath and waste
On a moor so black and wild.
The wind blew in and that hunter
Fell upon a bed of snow.
The night drew in and that thunder
Stuck him in a steady hole.
He looked up high and he begged her
"Let me see my lover home".,
The moon called out to the hunter
"Come into the shadows".
He drew a knife from off his back,
Upon the ground his horse was lying.
He cut a measure, just full size
To rest there for the night.
With his finger dipped in blood
He scrabbled words along the stones,
"Upon my will, God fulfill,
Rest these heavy bones".
The wind blew in and that hunter
Fell upon a bed of snow.
The night drew in and that thunder
Stuck him in a steady hole.
He looked up high and he begged her
"Let me see my lover home".,
The moon called out to the hunter
"Come into the shadows".
Take a warning when you`re in the wild,
Against the skyline, off the high road.
For the memory of hunter Childe
Should rest you on your way.
He was a man of high renown,
His name it came, then blew away.
Upon his will the moon to steal,
In the shadows he will lay.
The wind blew in and that hunter
Fell upon a bed of snow.
The night drew in and that thunder
Stuck him in a steady hole.
He looked up high and he begged her
"Let me see my lover home".,
The moon called out to the hunter
Welcome to this garden girl
Cold is the rose where the white lilies blow
A heavenly paradise place
Where all the pleasant little fruits do grow
Here are lovers they lie down
For the night
'Til cherry red their hearts are burning bright
So cold in the heart of the cherry red girl
So cold in the heart of the cherry red girl
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Pick a fruit from her fine wardrobe
In oriental pearl and the whole double row
When her lovely little daughter shows
She looks like rosebuds filled with snow
Let no peer or prince from here
Or up on high
Meet cherry red until their hearts are burning bright
So cold in the heart of the cherry red girl
So cold in the heart of the cherry red girl
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Innocent our angel still
With threatening eyes and a stare that could kill
Her brows like bows do stand
Straight in the heart, with no ring in the hand
Let no sacred fruit from here or up on high
Meet cherry red until their hearts are burning bright
So cold in the heart of the cherry red girl
So cold in the heart of the cherry red girl
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
Torn apart from an innocent world
Caught in the dark is the cherry red girl
For Seven long years now
Down that tunnel and shaft
Working out my season.
Oh how it better not last,
By twenty my hearing,
Oh had suffered those days,
Blood upon the copper,
Oh how I fade away.
Working in the darkness day by day,
With nothin` but the dreams to light my way.
Nothin` but a short life,
Down that tunnel and shaft,
Gotta breath the air in,
Oh how `i suffocate fast,
For profits and taxes,
Oh no money to save,
Blood upon the copper,
Oh how I fade away
Staring at the dark with hungry eyes,
Moonlight flickered in the shadows cried,
Gold ring flashed and the howling stopped,
I called her name and the west wind dropped.
I called her name and the west wind dropped.
I push her on the arm with the silver cane,
Took her by the hand, I saw her pain,
My breath smelt like a burning house,
bitter cold words apon my mouth.
bitter cold words apon my mouth.
A tall dark figure is on the loose,
With big sharp teeth to bite the truth,
I steal your honour and tell you lies,
leave you all alone in the blood red sky
I'll leave you all alone in the blood red sky
Wake up late in the mid day sun,
Reach for the shadow but I'll be gone,
Through empty fields and storm blown trees,
Praying to the night to set you free,
You'll be praying to the night to set you free.
A tall dark figure is on the loose,
With big sharp teeth to bite the truth,
I steal your honour and tell you lies,
leave you all alone in the blood red sky
I'll leave you all alone in the blood red sky
Leave you all alone
Blood red sky
Blood red sky
Blood red sky
(Violin solo)
Stained glass windows, shadowed pains,
fairy tale stories and autumn rings
falling shadow and a cold embrace
Cross your heart and you'll see my face
Cross your heart and you'll see my face
A tall dark figure is on the loose,
With big sharp teeth to bite the truth,
I steal your honour and tell you lies,
leave you all alone in the blood red sky
A tall dark figure is on the loose,
With big sharp teeth to bite the truth,
I steal your honour and tell you lies,
leave you all alone in the blood red sky
A tall dark figure is on the loose,
With big sharp teeth to bite the truth,
I steal your honour and tell you lies,
leave you all alone in the blood red sky
I'll leave you all alone in the blood red sky
The day comes in, the girl walks out,
Summer sings and Winter shouts.
Seasons breaking over me,
All I do is sit and dream.
Before my face her picture hangs,
A brighter image of this land.
Step it up or speed me through,
Come along and take me with you.
April in your eyes
I search through the sunshine,
For April is your time,
As the world passes by.
Go out to meet, but stay within,
I can see that beauty begin.
The view is free, so much to see,
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