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The Elephant Hotel
03:23
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Tell you now I'm done picking coal off the rails
This bird of passage is ready to sail
Bought me a ticket to the land of the free
Goddess of good fortune is calling to me
Nothing to pack, nothing to lose
A piece of home in each of my shoes
Four winds blow and we sail away
To the west we pray
From the shadows a man said to me
Sailing in, the first thing we see
Twice as high as an elephant's eye
From the top you can touch the sky
And my friend there's work for you
Rolling down Surf Avenue
There's no need to ever feel alone
Every lady needs a chaperone
Concertina, Saxophone
Violin, Slide Trombone
The sound of the liberty bell
The welcome of the Elephant Hotel
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Some might say
He's a man of sorrow
Barely a word to say
But with that coal upon his shovel
This is the way he prays
You're the best part of The Northern Union
And that's the best part of me
Others say
It's on his shoulder
Bringing home hard earned pay
But she came on like a light in a tunnel
This is how he found the way
You're the best part of The Northern Union
And that's the best part of me
Eyes down
Stay out of trouble
Wait for a game on Saturday
Not for the end of a season
He lifts that cup every day
You're the best part of The Northern Union
And that's the best part of me
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Billy Blue
04:12
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What you gonna do, Billy Blue
The law's always one step ahead of you
Oh, if the taste of something sweet
Didn't lead to chains around my feet
And the judge that put me away
Had never ever heard of Botany Bay
What you gonna do, Billy Blue
The law's always one step ahead of you
Oh, if the taste of that rum
Didn't lead to what they said I'd done
And those barrels just came to me
I swear to God I found them in the sea
A simple life and nothing more
A simple life for this old commodore
Oh, if the stone that knocked him down
I'd never picked it up off the ground
And the one they say I hid
For what it's worth I say I never did
Oh Billy Blue
Always one step ahead of you
Oh Billy Blue
Always one step, ahead of you
Always one step ahead
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Rosemarie
03:10
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In Blackpool town someone found
They found a thousand pounds
'Twas in the night and no one saw
Or even heard a sound
It's said they dreamed to steal away
For to find
Somewhere new to make a life
And leave that town behind
If you see Rosemarie you can tell her good luck from me
In Kingston town someone came
With a thousand pounds
Bought some land and sugar cane
Plant it in the ground
They sowed the seed and watched it grow
And when the day was done
Sit and count their money
In the settin' sun
If you see Rosemarie you can tell her good luck from me
When you find them peaches
You shake 'em from the tree
But only when they're ready
Will they come easily
So sow the seed and watch it grow
And when the day is done
Sit and count your blessings
In the setting sun
If you see Rosemarie you can tell her good luck from me
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5. |
Many More Ways Than One
04:17
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In the port of Santiago
I did salute and sign my name
And fell in with a friendly crew
On a ship bound for Spain
When I asked the captain
Which course would we run
He answered me directly
"There's many more ways than one"
The wind it did carry us
And push us far ahead
But it became a hurricane
I feared we'd be left for dead
When I asked the question
Now what can be done
The crew they said in unison
"There's many more ways than one"
For a time I took to sailing
And lived a life at sea
I entertained the notion
That a captain I would be
When I asked the master
How this I could become
He answered me quite simply
"There's many more ways than one"
When I grew tired of sailing
I left respectfully
To go and seek my fortune
And what the land would yield to me
When I asked the merchants
Of the ways that riches come
They answered me quite clearly
"There's many more ways than one"
How I soon discovered
A truth I was not told
There is a deeper journey
And no happiness in gold
When I asked the prophet
How a heart can be won
He answered me quite slowly
"There's many more ways than one"
My searching days are over
I've found all I need
The pull of home grows stronger
Than the tides that carried me
Which path would take us
My travelling days are done
I know there is no answer
There's many more ways than one
Which paths will take us
Which course will we run
I know there is no answer
There's many more ways than one
Many more ways than one
Many more ways than one
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Little Pig
03:39
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Little pig, you better run
Run away from the farmers gun
Over the hill, the next one too
He's coming, he's looking for you
Little pig you better fly
Far away from the hunters cry
Run with the wind, run with the breeze
Run for the woods, run for the trees
Away
Little pig what will you do
He's closing in on you
Hear his boots comin' down the track
Don't look round, don't look back
Little pig all alone
Far away from home
Far away from what you know
Where will you run, where will you go
Little pig, no need to run
When your running days are done
So run with the wind run with the breeze
Run for the woods run for the trees...away
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Little Red Bird
03:44
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Little red bird of the blackest ground
Where did you sleep last night?
I slept last night on the top of the briar
Nothing there was right
It was cold and dark
And the night was long
I prayed for my soul to keep
As I slept last night on the top of the briar
Oh what a terrible sleep
Little red bird of the blackest ground
Where did you sleep last night?
I slept last night on the top of the hill
Nothing there was right
It was cold and dark
And the night was long
I prayed for my soul to keep
As I slept last night on the top of the hill
Oh what a terrible sleep
Little red bird of the blackest ground
Where did you sleep last night?
I slept last night on the ridge of the roof
Nothing there was right
It was cold and dark
And the night was long
I prayed for my soul to keep
As I slept last night on the ridge of the roof
Oh what a terrible sleep
Little red bird of the blackest ground
Where did you sleep last night?
Quite at ease between two leaves
Oh what a beautiful sleep
Quite at ease between two leaves
Oh what a beautiful sleep
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The Road to Montappone
04:31
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Sure was a fine day
When I packed my bag and made my way
Walking shoes and this old cap
To get myself a brand new hat
It wasn't so long 'till I came upon
A man with a cane that he leaned on
We broke some bread
He said, “Rest your head a while”
I told him of my fears that I would travel lonely
He laughed and said, “You'll never meet a stranger on the road to Montappone”
Climbed me a mountain
Against the wind, against the rain
Cursing what the mountain done
My jacket ripped, my buttons gone
There at a window I came upon
A woman with a loom she worked on
With a needle and thread she said, "Give me your coat for a while"
I told her how I thought that I'd travel lonely
She smiled and said, "You'll never meet a stranger on the road to Montappone"
With no maps or guidelines
I lost my way a couple of times
Once I missed a free ride
Mostly luck was on my side
On the road I came upon
A man with some ragged clothes on
I gave him my coat and said, "Walk with me for a while"
He said how he feared that he would travel lonely
I smiled and said, "You'll never meet a stranger on the road to Montappone"
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Banjo's Bones
03:29
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There's a track
Where the wind blows back
Down a dusty road, by the edge lies a stone
And the words written on the stone
Say this is where they buried Banjo's bones
The earth turned over in the ground
Waiting for the rain to come and damp it down
But the sun, beating all around
Knows this is where they buried Banjo's bones
There's a Willow tree
Dry as a bone
Bending with the wind but never bowing down
Along the trail
Comes a hollow sound
This is where they buried Banjo's bones
The horses tails
The moon on the rise
There will come a time for a winter's song
But the words and the song stay the same
This is where they buried Banjo's bones
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10. |
Further Beyond
03:31
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Further beyond too far away
Further beyond too far away
Sometimes the way it goes
Everybody's there nobody knows
Further beyond too far away
Further beyond too far away
Further beyond too far away
Just got back the other day
Maybe you know the way
Further beyond too far away
Further beyond too far away
Further beyond too far away
Time slipping through my hands
I'm busy making other plans
Further beyond too far away
Further beyond too far away
Further beyond too far away
Wishing I was a rolling stone
But the lights are on and nobody's home
Further beyond too far away
Further beyond too far away
Further beyond too far away
Where we're all swinging in the trees
Takin' it all too seriously
Further beyond too far away
F.B.T.F.A.
F.B.T.F.A.
Sometimes the way it goes
Everybody's there nobody knows
Further beyond too far away
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11. |
Everybody Goes to Heaven
03:48
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If the night, seems too long
Like the morning will never come
And there's no stars in the sky
Only clouds passing by
Then my love, please remember this
Everyone will love you, if you only let them
And everybody goes to heaven
If there's something you're going through
And I can't take, the burden off of you
Maybe you're feeling, on your own
You're thinking someone has done you wrong
Then my love, please remember this
Everyone will love you, if you only let them
And everybody goes to heaven
When you're ready, say goodnight
When it's time, turn out the light
Know that nothing has ever gone
We're just always moving on
Then my love, please remember this
Everyone will love you, if you only let them
And everybody goes to heaven
Everybody goes to heaven
Everybody goes to heaven
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Wildwood Jack England, UK
Wildwood Jack are a unique acoustic guitar and ukulele duo from Kent in the UK. Their melodic songs blend the acoustic
guitar and ukulele with outstanding fingerstyle playing drawing influences from folk, country and world music.
"Intensely adept acoustic guitar stylings" NETRYTHMS
"Quality songwriting, engaging, uplifting and filled with memorable melodies"
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