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Daffodil
02:58
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Daffodil
Daffodil, everywhere
Time goes slowly, the air is still
But as long as we have the flowers
And hearts to fill
Im gonna blame it on the daffodil
Child, I feel you growing
Though Im lonely in my heart
Through the treasure I have lost
Child, I feel you knowing
For as I walk this road alone
You are all Im thinking of
And the Daffodil remind me of you
Daffodil, everywhere
Time goes slowly, the air is still
But as long as we have the flowers
And hearts to fill
Im gonna blame it on the daffodil
Daffodil, everywhere
Daffodil, everywhere
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Nairn Beach
03:22
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Nairn Beach
Maybe Im old and maybe Im drunk
But I know where my home is at
I’ve been down and I’ve been up
Still I know where my home is at
Nairn beach is dear to me
I picture Calrossie, her golden fields
Come blue morning won’t you rescue me
Show me where my home, is at
River of fortune river of ease
Show me where my home is at
Come blue morning rescue me
Show me where my home is at
River of fortune river of ease
Picture Calrossie her golden fields
Come blue morning won’t you rescue me
Show me where my home, is at
Maybe Im old and maybe Im drunk
But I know where my home, is at
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Mountainous Spring
03:09
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Mountainous spring
My father sky has finally come to get me
It’s the dawning of the mountainous spring
Sweet Mother Earth has called her maidens from me
Moving my sisters on to other souls
Then love pours in, teaching me that the sky is my home
Love it pours in,
It is the time to fly, it is the time to sing
To the dawning of the mountainous spring
From Mother’s womb through a valley called pro-creation
I was a lonely bird for most of my life
My giving soul it has earned me my rejection
Warming up my wings to fly home
Then love pours in, teaching me that the sky is my home
Love it pours in,
It is the time to fly, it is the time to sing
To the dawning of the mountainous spring
It’s the dawning, of the mountainous spring
It’s the dawning, of the mountainous spring
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Hell's Half Acre
01:56
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Hell’s half acre
Walking along my own road
Im walking along my own road
Many guides and angels helping me along this road
Maybe I’ll go on down to Spray
See Douggie Rorrer, he’s as kind as May
For he’s a guide he’s and angel he’s a helping me along this road
Maybe I’ll go over to Kingston on Spey
See my darling Anna, she’s my saviour every day
She’s a guide she is truthful she is helping me in every way
Walking along my own road
Im walking along my own road
Many guides and angels helping me along this road
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Light Step Travel
02:12
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Light step travel
I’d rather be a butterfly than a blue bottle
Cos you don’t have to bounce off any walls
I’d rather be a butterfly than a bluebottle
Cos everyone is happy when you call
I’d rather be a feather than an arrow or a javelin
Cos you don’t have to spike into the ground
I’d rather be a dove than have power in my glove
Cos baby that’s a better way to go
A butterfly floats through life like a feather in the breeze
A bluebottle blames the world and then it’s time to leave so...
So I’d rather be a butterfly than a bluebottle
Cos baby that’s a better way to go
We all need light step travel
We all need light step travel come on…
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You Are Running
03:20
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You are running
You are running from the soul that will heal ya
You are running from the warm hands of love
You are running from the soul that will heal ya sweet Lord
Running from the warm hands of love
When your time comes the truth shall reveal ya
Like the sun melting snow from the land
It will render you powerless and teach ya sweet lord
When running from the warm hands of love
And time knows no barrier, when love’s hand comes down
The many rising moons, help the world spin around
For time knows no barrier, this I have found
When running from the warm hands of love
You are running from the soul that will heal ya
You are running from the soul that will heal ya
You are running from the soul that will heal ya
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Steel String
03:22
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Steel String
Bitch of a morning and it’s cold outside
My car is rusty and the garden’s gone wild
My wife has gone she’s took everything
But in the corner sits my old steel string
I’ve got a steel string to make me happy again
I’ve got a steel string, to make me happy again
For when that feeling comes, I look to my wooden friend
My old steel string, is gonna make me happy again
A softer voice than Nat King Cole
A finer chassis than Marilyn Monroe
I tickle her those harmonics ring
My only lover is my old steel string
I’ve got a steel string to make me happy again
I’ve got a steel string, to make me happy again
For when that feeling comes, I look to my wooden friend
My old steel string, is gonna make me happy again
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Beautiful Judas
03:01
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Beautiful Judas
Im so glad it was you who crucified me
Im so glad it was you who crucified me
It was no roman soldier nor Pontious Pilate who crucified me
You’re the most beautiful Judas I ever did see
You’re the most beautiful Judas I ever did see
When you held my hand in your garden of Gethsemane
When you held my hand in your garden I set you free
Im so glad it was you who crucified me
Im so glad it was you who crucified me
It was no roman soldier nor Pontious Pilate who crucified me
You’re the most beautiful Judas I ever did see
You’re the most beautiful Judas I ever did see
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The Burning Of Cathaidh
03:37
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The Burning Of Cathaidh
And Cathaidh will burn to the tale of the dark side
Cathaidh will go to a village of light
When the young lass returns she will sit as the heron
Right bye her true loverʼs side
In her hands crystal around her neck amber
And the feather of the Raven mid her hairfold
When Cathaidh returns she will sit as the heron
Right by her true loverʼs side
Twas on the Town Moor she was tied dragged and bonded
On the Town Moor a spectacle thrown
Escape through the Goat was the villagerʼs reason
Who are cursed by every seed they have sewn
And Cathaidh will burn to the tale of the dark side
Cathaidh will go to a village of light
When the young lass returns she will sit as the heron
Right bye her true loverʼs side
For beautiful maiden are lifeʼs burning ember
Beautiful maiden are a gift to all shores
And the child of the Wicca who lies burned by the christian
Whoʼs ignorance leaves the heart cold
And Cathaidh will burn to the tale of the dark side
Cathaidh will go to a village of light
When the young lass returns she will sit as the heron
Right bye her true loverʼs side
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Joy You Give
03:22
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Joy you give
All the stars in the sky reveal the joy you give
Keeps you graciously aligned through the joy you give
All those bad things you say no to heal the joy you give
In this age of meditation, thats the joy you give
Im talking bout the joy that you give
The one and only
Joy that you give
Can set your soul free
Making your way to the light
Through the joy you give
Online spiritual bank accounting, can teach the joy you give
Yes the currency of good will can reach the joy that you give
Turns to a loving situation, through joy that you give
Playing from a finer station, that’s the joy you give
Im talking bout the joy that you give
The one and only
Joy that you give
Can set your soul free
Making your way to the light
Through the joy you give
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Easy Road Home
02:45
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Easy Road Home
I have travelled far where my eyes couldn’t see
There’s many a ruin I roamed
Spent some time in the world of pain
There’s many a time I shoulda grown
But I must go now to my field of light
To the call of the wild swan
No more folly holiday me now
Im taking the easy road home
Taking the easy road home
Yes Im taking the easy road
And it’s a free road, home
There’s many wild flower tried to draw me in
On their perfume I did choke
But my ears are waxed and my heart is strong
Im taking the easy road home
Taking the easy road home
Yes Im taking the easy road
And it’s a free road, home
I have travelled far where my eyes couldn’t see
There’s many a ruin I roamed
Spent some time in the world of pain
There’s many a time I shoulda grown
But I must go now to my field of light
To the call of the wild swan
No more folly holiday me now
Im taking the easy road home
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Martin Stephenson Invergordon, UK
Born Durham 27th July 1961
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