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The Bootmaker
02:17
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The Bootmaker
Good evening my friend let me give you my card
For the trade that I carry is protective and hard
Through four generations of coal through to peat
Saved the toes of poor children from snow on the street
For the Bootmaker tis I tis I, yes the Bootmaker tis I
The vessels I share they are the sturdy that shine
Blessed in the waters of old father Tyne
Chalk me an outline of left and your right
I’ll soon have you walking 🚶♀️with strength to the light
You can tell by my laces a distinct black and white
With a warrior soul yet a tongue of delight
Toe caps of steel yet without any fuss
They can lead you from danger as you run for the bus
For the Bootmaker tis I tis I, yes the Bootmaker tis I
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2. |
Lady Grey
02:34
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Lady Grey
Lady Grey lady Grey
You help me dream my life away
Always brighten up my day
Cos your ma darling lady grey
Filled with magic filled with grace
Silent language we relate
Always fired up for the chase
Im in service know my place
And as you scan our modest kingdom
You’re my Queen who teaches freedom
For every movement every sound
You have computed ear to ground
Silent friend who stares the bush
To bobbing sparrow song of thrush
Never one to pull or push
Tiny empath sensing much
Lady Grey lady Grey
Helping me enjoy the day
Brushing past me on your way
To our kitchen Lady Grey
Filled with magic filled with grace
Silent language we relate
Always fired up for the chase
Im in service know my place
Such contentment pretty face
Curling to our fire place
Ears that’s twitch the clock’s ticked pace
Feline dreams of mice to chase
Lady Grey lady Grey
You help me dream you help me play
Always brighten up my day
Cos your ma darling lady grey
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3. |
Rambling Rose
02:52
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Rambling Rose
My sweet rambling rose, you were sent from the light to me
The sweetest girl my heart does know, the one that sets me free
Out of so many souls you chose, mine only heaven knows
My wildest dreams but lead to thee oh my sweet rambling rose
I knew at the time I met you, our union was pure and strong
Though the dark side of life had upset now, now in joy we both march on
With the great light here to guide us, brighter than any sun
And the trade that we deal is kindness, to which our souls belong
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4. |
Cromarty Rag
03:39
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Instrumental
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Echoes and Ripples
02:12
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Echoes and Ripples
Echoes and ripples, sunlight everywhere
Echoes and ripples, we the children share
We were born in the valley of the sun dear friend
And our hearts they beat as one
We were born in the valley of the sun dear friend
And through echoes and ripples our hearts will beat as one
Fear not the sleep that’s thrust upon you dear one
Fear not the robot that does call
This university of life is but a phase
And it’s program will not last for long
And our hearts will beat as one
And our hearts will beat as one
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7. |
How was I to know
02:45
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How was I to know
How was I to know
How was I to know
That there’d be rainclouds forming, at the end of this beautiful walk
That the end was calling, through a deep and meaning fun talk
How was I to know
How was I to know
You gave no indication that you wanted this through
Oh everything you said seemed so beautiful and true
Oh I feel such an idiot a gullible fool, pretending is so natural to get along with you
How was I to know
How was I to know
For this tree of expectation truly bore a disappointing fruit
You had me hanging on every occasion
Such a joke on me, you must have had a hoot
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8. |
Luthien Lark
02:02
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Luthien Lark
There’s a girl whose name is sung by the breeze
Grew up so free with the flowers and trees
Who many a young man would dream they could please
And her name is Luthien Lark
She was born with a nature sweet as her Da’s
See her sit in the moonlight sing to the stars
Unafraid of graft she could roll off her arse
Was the girl named Luthien Lark
Luthien Lark, Luthien Lark
See her run bare feet cross the sand mud or bark
A fine one to know when the woodies get dark
Is the girl from the sutors named Luthien Lark
See her riding her horse through the deep yellow fields
To the tip of the fierish till her loneliness heals
And her power was born in the star of her son
Protecting the life force in everyone
Luthien Lark, Luthien Lark
See her run bare feet cross the sand mud or bark
A fine one to know when the woodies get dark
Is the girl from the sutors named Luthien Lark
There’s a girl whose name is sung by the breeze
Grew up so free with the flowers and trees
Who many a young man would dream they could please
And her name is Luthien Lark
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9. |
Ragtime Annie
02:33
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Ragtime Annie
Ragtime Annie, you reel & you roll
To a hot Piano and an ivory stroll
When the town get’s drowsy and there’s nobody’s home
Ragtime Annie you reel and you roll
Ragtime Annie catch you sleeping all day
Till the sun goes down and the tourists go away
In smoky Burlesque, I hear you swing and you sway
Ragtime Annie, I love to hear you play
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10. |
Soloman
04:46
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Soloman
Soloman, your life was all believing overkill
And now you're disbelieving
Soloman, I hope you make it to the higher hill
Far from the disbelievers...
You drift just like a feather, post your way abroad
Believe like an Eagle, in distance from the hoard
Some call you a leaver, the old and dying swan
But I see you as a dreamer, and never ending
Soloman, your life was all believing overkill
And now you're disbelieving
Soloman, I hope you make it to the higher hill
Far from the disbelievers, far....
Soloman, why do you travel with the hollow man?
Who'll take your love and drink you
Soloman, why travel with the hollow kind
They take the love love and drink
Central chakra you every time, you reveal a poets soul
They'll curse you, chorus and verse you, night nurse
Soloman x
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11. |
Ragtime Groove
04:10
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12. |
Rowan Berries
02:54
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13. |
The Folksinger
04:59
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14. |
My little halfpenny eyes
01:43
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Martin Stephenson Invergordon, UK
Born Durham 27th July 1961
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