Oh Fair Sally, Sally so fair Oh Fair Sally, Sally so fair Jack was walking down a country lane He met a girl Fair Sally was her name She said will you help me kind sir For I have lost my ring in the verge It was her grandma's wedding band He stopped to give her a helping hand Took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves Began to search down on his knees Oh Fair Sally, Sally so fair Oh Fair Sally, Sally so fair Jack searched 'neath the hedgerow and vergeside In the bramblethorn luck was on his side Gleam of gold caught his eye He reached for the ring while Sally stood by He put it in his pocket quietly Fair Sally, she did not see He didn't mean to steal from her But the ring was lost and he was poor Oh Fair Sally, Sally so fair Oh Fair Sally, Sally so fair Jack turned and said it's lost for good There's nothing here but twigs and wood She said thanks for looking anyway He picked up his coat and went on his way The gold was heavy in Jack's pocket All the way to town for to sell it Sally's misfortune was Jack's gain He would never see her again Oh Fair Sally, Sally so fair Oh Fair Sally, Sally so fair The jeweller looked at the ring Said it was just brass, worth nothing Jack drowned his sorrows but when he paid his stout His wallet was empty, she had cleaned him out Fair Sally'd tricked Jack while he'd tried to deceive her Said the ring was gold and he had believed her It was Jack who was the poor poor fool And Sally who was fair And Sally who was fair Oh Fair Sally, Sally so fair Oh Fair Sally, Sally so fair

Farmer came down to the harbour Looking for a job as a trawlerman Lost his land, the money's gone Has to find work wherever he can Many nets I'll pull with my strong hands But it hurts with every fish I land I'll sail out upon the the sea But a farmer I will always be Thousand acres entrusted to my hand My heart and soul went into that land Raised it like it was my own Proud of every stalk of wheat I'd grown Many nets I'll pull with my strong hands But it hurts with every fish I land I'll sail out upon the the sea But a farmer I will always be Skipper said he was a good fisherman Not afraid of hard work, a good man in a jam But he had a shadow behind his eyes The sadness could not be disguised Many nets I'll pull with my strong hands But it hurts with every fish I land I'll sail out upon the the sea But a farmer I will always be One night he took a small small boat Far far to sea he did float Storm it came to take him away On earth he could no longer stay On earth he could no longer stay

Please let me tell you a story A story about a girl from Firle She had no need to roam 'Cause she felt so at home More than anywhere in all the world She was from a Small small village with a big big heart Where there's a will there's a way When all seems lost and you don't know where to start Firle spirit shines through on the day Sing Cockadoodle folly ram Firle-i-ay, Sir Cockadoodle Firle-i-ay Cockadoodle folly ram Firle-i-ay, Sir Cockadoodle Firle-i-ay She wanted to have some friends But no-one would talk to her So she went to the Ram And on the beach she had a dram And then she had friends for sure She needed to find herself some work She was far too young to retire So she learnt some skills To pay the bills And still had time for the bonfire She needed to find herself a man But there were no good men to be had So on her bike she rode Down the old coach road And found herself a likely lad She needed to find herself a house But there were no good houses around So she got onto the list Crossed her fingers with a twist And finally a place was found She wanted to get a hat 'Cause her hair wasn't getting any thicker To keep off the rain Stop the sun being a pain So she asked if she could borrow the Vicar's She wanted to have some quiet But there were people being noisy Up the Beacon she climbed Some peace to find And chilled out with a view of the sea She wanted to get some herbs She had no parsley for her lunch She went to Lord and Lady Gage's And weeded there for ages In return she got a nice big bunch She wanted to have a puppy So she asked Ba Ba for one of Victor's In the cupboard it went Made a little tent Keeping warm among the socks and knickers She was from a Small small village with a big big heart Where there's a will there's a way When all seems lost and you don't know where to start Firle spirit shines through on the day A small small village with a big big heart

Kittiwake Kittiwake flying far inland All alone no sign of sand She asks the robin in the tree I am a bird of the sea Do you have a place for me? And the robin said you're not from round here Take a look around there's no seabirds near You can never touch land So fly on, fly on And you will never feel the ground Never the ground Kittiwake Kittiwake flew alongside the crow Over a place that she did not know I am from the beach sand And I need a hand This is not what I planned And the crow said we don't know your song You're not welcome here you do not belong You can never touch land So fly on, fly on And you will never feel the ground Never the ground Kittiwake Kittiwake flew on into the night When the nightingale came into sight Where - can I find a home I'm feeling all alone I miss the ocean foam Said the nightingale listen my dear Look inside yourself all becomes clear You can never touch land So fly on, fly on And you will never feel the ground Never the ground Kittiwake Kittiwake told the morning wren My travels have come to an end I may not belong But I know who I am When I sing my song And th wren she said you're strange to my ear But your voice is strong we need you down here Now you've found your land Stay on, stay on And you will always feel the ground Always the ground

Went into the darkness To uncover the light Stepped over the edge To make things right Ruined their lives To save them from their plight Weakened our morals To prove our might No satisfaction of a job well done No reward for battles hard won Just eighteen hundred and twenty five days Without the sun Ending my days To turn back the night I took all my courage And gave up the fight No satisfaction of a job well done No reward for battles hard won Just eighteen hundred and twenty five days Without the sun

Thunderstorm was coming You could smell it in the warm air At the summertime fete People gathered for the fair The clink of lemonade And coconut shy Tombola And home-made plum pie There was a smattering of angels Clustered round a summer lighting strike Great crack struck the tallest willow Exploding the tea and cake stall Scattering gingham and cucumber sandwiches Mrs Plowright took the brunt of it Felled down like a tree Flat out in the damp grass Ready to ascend to eternity She used up one angel Needed another for Mrs Simms The third was for Mr Driscoll They weren't quite sure what to do with him It was a busy day for the angels Clustered round a summer lighting strike Great crack struck the tallest willow Exploding the tea and cake stall Scattering gingham and butterfly cup cakes Busy day for the angels at the summer fete One third of the Bridge Club won't make the next date There was a smattering of angels Gingham Cucumber sandwich Great crack struck the willow Exploding the tea cake stand Summer lightning strike

I'm mourning the passing of summer The heatwave is waving goodbye I will cry for a minute, another year has gone by As we move into our Autumn, has life passed us by? The passing of summer, my heart starts to fade Like a leaf on a tree The passing of time, the best years of my life Was I all I could be? Did we say all the things that we wanted to say? Are we living our lives or are we drifting away? We took sunshine for granted, every day felt so long But now I see all my chances have gone The passing of summer, my heart starts to fade Like a leaf on a tree The passing of time, the best years of my life Was I all I could be? Looking back my heart fills with regret Mistakes that I made; loved ones I upset But the life that I've lived, the seeds that I've sown When winter has passed new life will grow The passing of summer, my heart starts to grow Like a leaf on a tree The passing of summer, my heart starts to grow Like a leaf on a tree