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Geordie
02:52
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As I walked under London Bridge
One misty morning early,
I overheard a fair pretty maid,
Lamenting for her Geordie.
“My Geordie will be hanged with a golden chain,
’Tis not the chain of many.
He stole sixteen of the King’s royal deer
And he sold them in Bohenny.”
“Go saddle me my milk white steed
Go saddle me my pony
That I may ride to London’s courts
To plead for the life of Geordie.”
“My Geordie never hurt a man nor calf
He never hurted any
He stole sixteen of the King’s royal deer
And he sold them in Bohenny.”
“Two pretty babies have I borne,
The third lies in my body,
And I would part with them every one,
If you pardon my dear Geordie.”
But the judge looked over his left shoulder,
He said, “Fair maid, I’m sorry,
I cannot pardon the one you love,
He has been hanged already.”
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Black is the Color
02:24
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Black is the color of my true love's hair
His face is soft and wondrous fair
The clearet eyes and the dearest hands
I love the ground on where he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
But still I hope that the time will come
When he and I will be as one
So black is the color of my true love's hair
His face is soft and wondrous fair
The clearet eyes and the dearest hands
I love the ground on where he stands
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She seemed so cold to me
And I remember when I loved her
She seemed so cold to me
But I remember when I loved her
Now we are strange, no more in love
But I still wish that I could hold her
My dream of love has gone
And I remember when I loved her
Now we are strange, no more in love
But I still wish that I could hold her
My dream of love has gone
And I remember when I loved her
When I loved her
When I loved
Her
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Bloom
03:40
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Open your mouth wide
A universal sigh
And while the ocean blooms
It's what keeps me alive
So why does it still hurt?
Don't blow your mind with whys
I'm moving out of orbit
Turning in somersaults
A giant turtle's eyes
As jellyfish float by
It what keeps me alive
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The Rip
03:05
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As she walks in the room
Scented and tall
Hesitating once more
And as I take on myself
And the bitterness I felt
I realize that love flows
Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?
Through the glory of life
I will scatter on the floor
Disappointed and sore
And in my thoughts I have bled
For the riddles I've been fed
Another lie moves over
Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?
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Dialogue
02:51
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I want to be alone
I need to touch each stone
Face the grave that I have grown
I want to be
Alone
Before all the days are gone
And darker walls are bent and torn
To pass the time of those who mourn
I want to be
Alone
Rivers that run anywhere
Are in my hand and just up the stair
Past the eyes of those who care
Who can never be
Alone
Changes that were not meant to be
Tow the hours of my memory
Sing a song of love to me
To say you must never
Never be alone
The tears of a silent rain
Seek shelter on my broken pain
And run away
But I remain
To speak the words
That sing
Of alone
I want to be alone
I need to touch each stone
Face the grave that I have grown
I want to be
Alone
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The Lover's Ghost
03:36
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“You're welcome home again,” said the young man to his love
“I've been waiting for you many a night and day
You're tired and you're pale,” said the young man to his dear
“You shall never again go away.”
“I must go away,” she said, “when the little cock do crow
For here they will not let me stay
Oh but if I had my wish, oh my dearest dear,” she said
“This night should be never, never day.”
“Oh pretty little cock, oh you handsome little cock
I pray you do not crow before day
And your wings shall be made of the vеry beaten gold
And your beak of thе silver so grey.“
But oh this little cock, this handsome little cock
It crew out a full hour too soon
“It's time I should depart, oh my dearest dear,“ she said
“For it's now the going down of the moon.“
“And where is your bed, my dearest love,“ he said
“And where are your white Holland sheets?
And where are the maids, oh my darling dear,” he said
“That wait upon you whilst you are asleep?”
“The clay it is my bed, my dearest dear,” she said
“The shroud is my white Holland sheet
And the worms and creeping things are my servants, dear,” she said
“That wait upon me whilst I am asleep.”
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Bonny Boy
03:40
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I once loved a boy, a bonny, bonny boy
And I loved him, I will vow and protest.
I loved him so well, so very, very well,
𝄆 That I built him a bower on my breast. 𝄇
It was through the green valley and up a green hill,
Like one that was troubled in mind,
I called and I shouted and played on my pipe,
𝄆 But no bonny boy could I find. 𝄇
I looked up high and I looked down low,
And the sun it shone wonderful warm;
When who should I see but my own bonny boy
That’s so close in another girl’s arms,
Oh, so close in another girl’s arms.
Now, my bonny boy has gone far away,
And I fear I shan’t see him again.
But were I to have him or were I to not,
I will think of him once and then,
Yes, I’ll think of him once now and then.
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Scarborough Fair
02:43
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Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Remember me to one who lives there,
For once he was a true love of mine.
Tell him to make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Without a seam or needlework,
And he shall be a true love of mine.
Tell him to wash it in yonder dry well,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Where water ne’er sprang nor drop of rain fell,
And he shall be a true love of mine.
Tell him to hang it on yonder thorn,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Which never bore blossom since Adam was born,
And he shall be a true love of mine.
Oh can you find me an acre of land,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Between the sea foam and the sea sand,
And you shall be a true love of mine.
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Idumea
02:08
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And am I born to die?
To lay this body down!
And must my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown?
A land of deepest shade,
Unpierced by human thought;
The dreary regions of the dead,
Where all things are forgot!
Soon as from earth I go,
What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my portion be!
Waked by the trumpet sound,
I from my grave shall rise;
And see the Judge with glory crowned,
And see the flaming skies!
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Blackwaterside
02:39
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One morning fair to take the air
Down by Blackwater side.
’Twas in gazing all, all around me
’Twas the Irish lad I spied.
All through the first part of the night
Well, we lay in sport and play,
Then this young man he arose and he gathered his clothes,
He said, “Fare thee well today.”
Well, that’s not the promise that you gave to me
When first you lay on my bed,
You could make me believe with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the west.
Then go home, go home, to your father’s garden,
You go home and weep your fill.
And you think of your own misfortune
That you brought with your wanton will.
For there’s not a girl in this whole wide world
As easily led as I,
Sure it’s fishes they’ll fly and the seas run dry,
’Tis then you’ll marry I.
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Oh the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
And the corn it ripens fastest when the frosts are setting in
And when a young man tells me that my face he’ll soon forget
Before we part, I’d bet a crown, he’d be fain to follow it yet
Oh the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
And the swallow skims without a thought as long as it is spring
But when spring blows and winter goes my lad then you’d be fain
With all your pride for to follow me, were it ’cross the stormy main
Oh the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
And the bee that flew when summer shone in winter he won’t sing
And all the flowers in all the land so brightly there they be
And the snow it melts the soonest when my true love’s for me
So never say me farewell here, no farewell I’ll receive
You can meet me at the stile, you’ll kiss and take your leave
And I’ll wait it till the woodcock crows or the martin takes its leave
Since the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
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Sheath and Knife
04:56
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Polly on the Shore
02:48
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Come all you wild young men
And a warning take by me,
Never to lead your single life astray
And into no bad company.
As I myself have a-done,
It being in the merry month of May,
When I was pressed by a sea-captain
On board a man-o-war I was sent.
Now we sailed on the ocean so wide
And our bonny, bonny flag we let fly.
Let every man stand true to his guns
For the Lord knows who must die.
And our captain was wounded full sore
And so were the rest of his men.
Our main mast rigging was scattered on the deck
So that we were obliged to give in.
And the decks were all spattered with blood
And so loudly the cannons did roar;
And thousands of times have I wished myself at home
And all along with my Polly on the shore.
She’s a tall and a slender girl,
She’s a dark and a-roving eye,
But here am I lie a-bleeding on the deck
And for her sweet sake I shall die.
So farewell to me parents and me friends,
Farethewell, my dear Polly too.
I never should have crossed this salt sea so wide
If I had have been ruled by you.
And thousands of times I saw meself again
All along with me Polly on the shore
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MariraM Tbilisi, Georgia
Musician Inspired by Thunder Perfect Mind
My friends are birds, my friends are
trees,
my friends are fishies in the stream
water is my friend and fire and earth and air,
my friends are laughing stars, and winds and (not so) feral beasts as they may seem
and all my friends are beautiful and wondrous fair
I am a bird as well a bird of fire and water, soil and air
And I like to do things
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