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Edinburgh Rain
05:44
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Edinburgh Rain
Oh Edinburgh Rain
Fall down again
Skyline great and grey please have a care
and hear my prayer
I’ve known these precious tears
For many a year
Familiar forms but nothing’s as it seems
You're full of dreams
CHORUS:
Breaking sky in sweet release
Bring the troubled soul some peace
Healing is the heart that grieves
And freedom’s in the glistening leaves
I hear a lonely note
That echoes in the stones
I won’t deny the shadows and the bones
That haunt this home
But oh river of time
Tonight you’re filled with wine
Never want to sober up just let me dive
Into your light
Into your light
Into your light
CHORUS
And I dream of being free
Flowing with the breeze
The dapple of the dusk on the hazel leaves
And the rolling seas
Sometimes they say
That you’re proud and cold and grey
But I have seen your smile and your box of paints
And your bar room saints
CHORUS
Oh Edinburgh Rain
Fall down again
Oh Edinburgh Rain
Wash my blues away
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2. |
Brokeback
05:24
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3. |
Shake Sugaree
04:39
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Shake Sugaree
Oh Lordy me
Oh Lordy me
Oh Lordy me
Didn’t I Shake Sugaree
Everything I’ve got is done and pawned
Sing a little song
Won’t take long
Sing it right
Once or twice
CHORUS:
Oh Lordy me
Didn’t I Shake Sugaree
Everything I’ve got is done and pawned
Everything I’ve got is done and pawned
Pawned my watch
Pawned my chain
Pawned everything that was in my name
CHORUS
I pawned my chair
I pawned my bed
Ain’t got nowhere to lay my head
CHORUS
Got a little secret
Ain’t gonna tell
I’m going to heaven in a brown peashell
CHORUS
I pawned my farm
And I pawned my plough
Pawned everything even pawned my old cow
CHORUS
Got a little secret
Ain’t gonna tell
I’m going to heaven and I ain’t going to….
CHORUS
Chew my tobacco
Spit my juice
We’d raise some cane but
It ain't a bit of use
CHORUS
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4. |
Crossing Over Water
06:38
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Crossing Over Water
Ooh, crossing over water
Seeing it with you
Standing at the border now
In this picture you see
Broken waves and me
Is it ever true
Won't be going ever further now?
Ahh stop the rolling river
I'm not ready to remember
All the things you told me of
In this ripped wave of foam
I have never known
Is there any love
In the going ever further now?
See, the relic of a stalemate
Shiver and sleep
Fires only fading now
On this old shale of sand
We're brimming over land
Ebbing unseen
Feet are in the causeway now
Ohh shadows on the ceiling
No one at home
Constellations creaking on
They say the ocean is calm
Beyond this stubborn land
Underneath the glow
Heavens always beating down
Lighting the long clear folds
On the pious path
I tread in the groove of the old
and the aftermath
I quicken my step
Through the bold breeze
the winterclaw
I stay on the edge of the fall…
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5. |
The Flood
02:54
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6. |
Down The River
03:52
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Down the River
Down the river I’ve been sticking like mud
Cos there was no wind up against my sail
Down the river I would flow if I could
Like a wandering swift over dusty plains
There was no wind up against my sail
The wild woods draw curtains either side
And peering from their depths a million eyes
Oh they slice through me like a rusty nail
There was no wind up against my sail
CHORUS:
And in the darkened sky
Little lights go by
Old stars hidden spirits
Pave the way
Where to, I couldn't say
Down the river I unravel my tale
And I shout so loud though it’s blowing a gale
Out to where my squinting eyes can rest
It’s just frames of film in a tangled mess
Just frames of film in a tangled mess
While bodies bronze on the decks of bloated ships
Others perch on a dingy made of stone
From an empty calm to a rich unrest
Just frames of film in a tangled mess
CHORUS
Down the river winding summer rolls on
It’s a thousand hours and thousand songs
Down the path my heavy heart would run
Like a wandering swift over dusty plains
There was no wind up against my sail
There was no wind up against my sail
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7. |
A Stone's Throw
04:23
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8. |
Little Satchel
05:12
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CHORUS:
Under my bed
Come lay your little satchel
On my head come lay your little hand
And you will be
My own true lover
And I will be your loving little man
Run to your house
And ask your Papa
Bride of mine you’ll ever be
If he says no
Come back and tell me
And we’ll wait til you get free
CHORUS
When you get free
Then we’ll be married
Think how happy then you’ll be
And we can go to California
Settle down and live at home
Or we can go to Alabama
Any place you want to go
CHORUS
I wish I was a little angel
Over these prison walls I’d fly
I’d fly on back to the arms of my darling
Live at home and there I’d die
But as you can see, I’m no little angel
Neither have I the wings to fly
I’d go on back all broken-hearted
Weep and moan and there I’d die
CHORUS
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9. |
Doucement
04:47
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10. |
Little Bazoo
03:51
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11. |
Didn't It Rain
03:39
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Didn’t It Rain
Didn't it rain
All day and all night
And the water, it came pouring
Like you never seen
Like you never seen
All the flooding, in the ditches
Rose higher
Until the sandbags, around the schoolhouse
Were put down
Didn't it rain
All day and all night
In the cellar, it came creeping
Up through the floor
Honey through the floor
Down by the river, all the willows
Held on
And the alders, in the field
Looked out
Didn't it rain
All day and all night
Through the levee, it came rushing
Up to the door
Honey round your door
At the station, the operator
Long gone
And the engine, down the river
Had been sold
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12. |
Liberty
05:39
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Liberty
Once again
Twilight calls to the heart
Violet voices
The ancient rhythm starts
Leaves are stirring in the softest breeze
Birds are singing the strangest melodies
It washes over me
That old feeling
Of evening’s peace
Slow and sweet
Washes over me
That old dream
Of being free
Strangest riddle
The fate in which we drown
Before we realise the treasure we have found
Dreams are flying round like scattered seeds
Oh but they’re lying cold on the concrete
Winds are howling
Can’t sleep again tonight
Black dog’s prowling
Round the edges of your life
Fires are burning
In America tonight
Oh and we’re yearning
To see that dove take flight
So sad and bright
On the open seas of a long dark night
Singing Liberty
Shall be a dream
While a single soul
Is still unfree
Once again
Twilight calls to the heart
Violet voices
The ancient rhythm starts
Leaves are stirring in the softest breeze
Birds are singing the strangest melodies
It washes over me
That old dream
Of being free
Liberty
Shall be a dream
While a single soul
Is still unfree
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Wayward Jane Edinburgh, UK
Edinburgh's Wayward Jane formed in 2015; a group of friends who had played together in many guises over the years. The main inspiration for their sound is American old time but with a transatlantic slant that embraces British and Irish musical traditions. ... more
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