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When I Was A Fair Maid
04:37
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1. When I Was A Fair Maid – Trad/Arr. Oates/Wilks
When I was a fair maid about aged sixteen
I want for to go and serve my country and my queen
I listed in the army, a drummer boy to be,
And they learned me to play upon the rumma dumma dee
CHORUS
With my big hat and feather, if you had only seen
You’d sworn from your very heart a young man I had been
My waist being small and slender, my fingers thin and small
I could play upon the rumma dee the best among them all
When I was in the guardroom, as oft times I had been
I never was afraid for to lie down with any man
When taking off my trousers it often made me smile
For to think I was a soldier and a maiden all the while
They sent me up to London, I was scarcely three days there
When a young maid fell in love with me, because I was so fair
I told her I was a maiden, “a maiden?” she replied
And she went and told my officer, my secret she destroyed
The officer he sent for me to ask if it was true
I told him that it was, what else could I do?
I told him that it was, he smiled and shook his head
It’s a pity for to lose you such a drummer boy you made
So here is a pension, you have it from the King
And here is another one, you have it from the Queen
And if ever you should marry, or ever have a son
You can send him to the army for to rattle up the drum
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2. Robin Tells Of Winter – Jackie Oates
Tawny owl sat in the hawthorn tree
Tell me when you’ll bring your prophecy
When will wandering streams be flowing
You see into the darkness knowing
CHORUS
Robin tells of winter
Robin tells of winter
Blackbird sings after the rainfall
Nightingale she tells of nights pall
Lark she cries so high adorning
Swooping swallow hails the morning
Curlew crying far out on the hill
Wind and hail and mist are coming still
Jenny wren she sings her loud song
In hopes the summer now won’t be long
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Tammy Toddles
03:25
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3. Tammy Toddles – Trad/Arr. Oates
Tammy toddles he’s a bonny boy
As bonny as a boy could be
The fairies liked him very well
And built him his own housey
And when the housey it was built
All finished but the door
A fairy man came skipping in
And danced upon the floor
He’s leaped up, he’s leaped down
He’s skipped and he’s swung
‘Till little Tammy toddles
He was dancing all among
Tammy toddles he’s a bonny boy
As bonny as a boy could be
The fairies liked him very well
And built him his own housey
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La Llorona
04:28
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4. La Llorona – Jackie Oates and Megan Henwood
The blue cross display must be a mistake
And I’m too young to get old this quickly
As my middle grows my secret will show
And they’ll know it was made accidentally
CHORUS
La Llorona, you howl and you scream and you holler
La Llorona, a monster who posed as a mother
Down by the hollering creek,
You scrub your red hands and you weep
Oh, the guilt and the grief
La Llorona
The test positive, but in danger she’ll live
For his only soft spot is for whisky
No domestic bliss as he clenches his fists
This is no place to raise up a baby
Two vertical lines should bring me delight
But I’m cold to my bones and exhausted
As I try and sleep by the banks of this creek
I feel cursed by the woman who haunts it
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The Ship In Distress
04:45
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5. The Ship In Distress – Trad. Arr. Oates/Wilks
You seamen bold, who plough the ocean
Know dangers, lands men never know
The sun goes down, with an equal motion
No tongue can tell what they undergo
In blusterous winds or in heat of battle
There are no back doors to run away
But thundering cannons loudly rattle
Mark well what happened the other day
A merchant ship, long time had sailed
Long time been captive out at sea
The weather proving so uncertain
Brought them to great extremity
Nothing on board poor souls to cherish
For want of food they are freely grown
Captain and men were almost starving
There was nothing left but skin and bone
The cats and dogs how they did eat them
Their hunger being so very severe
Captain and men in one position
Captain and men went equal share
Until at last a hitch came on them
A hitch came on them most speedily
Captain and men fell in a totter
Casting of lots as to who should die
The lot it fell on one poor fellow
His family being so very great
These very words did he grieve sorrow
These very words did he regret
“I’m willing to die my mess mates, brothers
Let someone up to the topmast stray
And then perhaps, some sail discover
While I unto the Lord do pray”
These very words, did he grieve sorrow
These very words did he regret
When a merchant ship, there came a sailing
There came a sailing to their delight
May God protect all jolly sailors
Who boldly venture on the main
And keep them free from all such trials
Never to hear the like again
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On and On
04:22
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6. On and On – The Longpigs
All the songs that I’ve sung you
More often than you know
Cos you’re the love that I’ve clung to
More often than I’ve let it show
And I wish you would leave me
And I wish you would go
And I wish you didn’t lead me
And I wish I didn’t love you so
Cos I just can’t go on
So please don’t do me wrong
No I won’t do you harm
My love for you goes on and on
There’s no one else I want beside you
Give me your coldest shoulder to cry upon
You’re never anywhere I find you
You’re never anything I rely upon
And I wish you would leave me
And I wish you would go
And I wish you didn’t lead me
And I wish I didn’t love you so
Cos I just can’t go on
So please don’t do me wrong
No I won’t do you harm
My love for you goes on and on
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7. Iruten Ari Nuzu (I Am Making Wool) – Trad Arr. Oates/Spiers
Iruten ari nuzu, kilua gerrian
Iruten ari nuzu, kilua gerrian
Ardura dudalarik, ardura dudalarik
Nigarra begian
Arudura dudalarik, ngarra begian
Nigar egiten duzu oi suspirarekin
Nigar egiten duzu oi suspirarekin
Kontsolaturen zira, kontsolaturen zira
Oi denborarekin
Kontsolaturen zira, oi denborarekin
Ezkon mina dutenak, seinale dirade:
Ezkon mina dutenak, seinale dirade
Matel-hezurrak idor, matel-huzurrak idor
Koloriak berde
Matel-hezurrak idor, koloriak berde
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Roobarb & Custard
03:36
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9. Looking For My Own Lone Ranger – Charlie Dore/Ricky Ross
I’m looking for my own lone ranger
Don’t want to follow yours anymore
Don’t wanna be the lonely Tonto in the picture
Staring out across horizons like before
You’ve got to have your own lone ranger
Somebody riding out just for you
Someone who’s gonna keep a watch until the morning
And you know you’re safe, because his aim is true
Miles away, it was miles away
I first heard your name out on the breeze
Now coyotes bark, and the nights so dark
I need someone to rescue me
Somebody like my own lone ranger
To come riding out of nowhere just for me
Someone to take the reins and circle all the wagons
Start the fire for our cowboy jamboree
You’ve got to have your own lone ranger
Somebody watching out just for you
Till the stars go in, and I can breathe again
And I can ride out on my own
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Lament To The Moon
04:49
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10. Lament To The Moon – Trad Arr. Oates/Spiers
As I strayed along, at the close of the day
About the beginning of June
By a jasmine shade I espied a fair maid
As she made her lament to the moon
CHORUS
Roll along, silvery moon
Whilst the nightingale’s song is in tune
There is a nothing so sweet
As when two lovers meet
By the bright silvery light of the moon
My love he was young, and a bold fisherman
His arms they were brawny and strong
His voice it was clear and a pleasure to hear
When singing an old ballad song
But alas to my grief, he now lies in the deep
A corpse ‘neath the grey angry sea
No more to return and its for him I’ll mourn
‘Till the day that the clay covers me
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Time Time Time
05:12
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11. Time Time Time – Tom Waits
Well the smart moneys on Harlow and the moon is in the street
And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you’re east to east Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
And Napoleon is weeping in his carnival saloon
His invisible fiance’s in the mirror
And the band is going home its raining hammers raining nails
And its true there’s nothing left for him down here
CHORUS
And its time time time
And its time time time
And its time time time that you love
And its time time time
And they all pretend they’re orphans and their memories like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it fades away
And the things you can’t remember tell the things you can’t forget
That history puts a saint in every dream
Well she said she’d stick around until the bandages came off
But those mama’s boys just don’t know when to quit
And Matilda asks the sailors are those dreams or are those prayers
So just close your eyes son this won’t hurt a bit
Well things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off and crash into the street
And when she’s on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
‘Till the dish outside the window fills with rain
And just like the stranger with weeds around his heart
Pay the fiddler off ‘till I come back again
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Jackie Oates Wallingford, UK
Jackie Oates is a mainstay of English traditional music and one of the country’s best loved folk performers. Her deeply personal 2018 album The Joy Of Living was described as “utterly gorgeous” by The Guardian. Through collaboration and commission, Jackie brings elements of the English tradition to new people and places; bringing a much needed calm and joy to those who hear it. ... more
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