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My Jenny Was A Shoemaker
01:25
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2. |
Fair Sally
02:34
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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
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3. |
The Fisherman Farmer
01:51
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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
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4. |
Girl From Firle
03:25
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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
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5. |
Kittiwake
03:22
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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
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6. |
Chilly Lilly
02:27
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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
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8. |
A Smattering Of Angels
01:40
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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
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9. |
The Passing Of Summer
02:10
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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
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