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All Is Not Forgotten
04:52
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Been digging for treasure on this eastern isle
Sun kissed packages hidden and hard
Sweet peas and snowdrops, harebell, sunflowers and hyacinth
Like a time capsule all hidden in words
I turn a page and there’s gold in an envelope
That opens up chapters that have been unread for years
The house we shared for so many years together
The sounds of the cricket ground echoed through the alley
The grain of the table stained with old conversation
The music changed with each friend that dropped by
These are the small momentos you take
You can never go home
Lightning may strike and thunder may roll
I can’t recall all your tall stories but all is not forgotten
All the ways of the world that you showed me
I have not forgotten
I have not forgotten
I have not forgotten
Now I sit here at that same table staring at the same view
The walls are the same, old portraits in frames, remind you
Of moonlit promises you spoke, now written and read
Folded into shadows, you laid them to rest
I turn a page and there’s gold in an envelope
That opens up chapters that have been unread for years
I can’t recall all your tall stories but all is not forgotten
All the ways of the world that you showed me
All is not forgotten
I can’t recall all your tall stories but all is not forgotten
All the ways of the world that you showed me
I have not forgotten
I have not forgotten
I have not forgotten
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May Morning Dew
04:14
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How pleasant in winter to sit by the hearth
Listening to the barks and the howls of a dog
Or in summer to wander the wide valleys through
And to pluck the wild flowers in the May morning dew
Summer is coming, oh, summer is here
With the leaves on the trees and the skies blue and clear
And the birds they are singing their fond notes so true
And the flowers they are springing in the May morning dew
The house I was reared in, there's not a stone on a stone
And all around the garden the weeds, they have grown
And all the fine neighbours that e’er I hae knew
Like the red rose they have withered in the May morning dew
God be with the old folk who are now dead and gone
And likewise my brothers, dear Dennis and John
As they tripped through the heather, wild hare to pursue
With their joys they have mingled in the May morning dew
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Selkie
05:49
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An earthly nourris sits and sings
And aye she sings, "Ba lilly wean,
Little ken I thy bairnie’s faither,
Far less the land that he lies in."
Then ane arose at her bed fit
And a grumly guest I'm sure was he
Saying "Here am I, thy bairnie’s faither,
Although I am not comely."
I am a man upon the land
I am a selkie on the sea
And when I'm far and far from land
My hame it is in Sule Skerry
And it shall come to pass on a summer's day
When the sun shines bright on every stone
I’ll come and take my little young son
And teach him how to swim the foam
I am a man upon the land
I am a selkie on the sea
And when I'm far and far from land
My hame it is in Sule Skerry
Then he has taen a purse of gold
And he has laid it on her knee
Saying, "give to me my little young son
And tak thee up thy nourris’ fee
And thou shall marry a gunner good
And a right good gunner I'm sure he'll be
And the very first shot that e'er he shoots
He'll kill baith my young son and me
I am a man upon the land
I am a selkie on the sea
And when I'm far and far from land
My hame it is in Sule Skerry
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Now You Need Me
04:51
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Green sea glass in lines
I thread them through and make them chime
Tweezers in your hand
The rose bush I didn’t understand
The sleep that came eventually
A falling dream as you held me
Now you need me
Like I always needed you
This old vase is cracked
Crazy lines where you glued it back
Like the paths we make
Like the paths that water takes
Under bridges and over stones
You are my heart, you are my bones
Now you need me
Like I always needed you
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The view from an open window
Of a scene I can never forget
A memory that lasts longer than lifetimes
And a promise I have always kept
That I won’t let you let me down
I won’t let you let me down
A street illuminated at midnight
We slowly dance in the glow
Of an electric white northern star
A compass taking me home
Oh I won’t let you let me down
I won’t let you let me down
Out of your eyes shine an endless sun
One that burns brighter than anyone
And if a flicker should bring you doubt
I want you know that
I won’t let you let me down
I won’t let you let me down
Under the arch of the bower
The weave of warp and weft
Entangled here forever
Until the branches are all that is left
Oh I won’t let you let me down
I won’t let you let me down
Out of your eyes shine an endless sun
One that burns brighter than anyone
And If a flicker should bring you doubt
I want you know that
I won’t let you let me down
I won’t let you let me down
The colours of an October garden
That surround us as you weep
For a joy that lasts longer than lifetimes
And a promise I will always keep
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See the lights across the bay
Sail towards another day
One hand on the wooden wheel
While the whole world sleeps
Lighthouse lonely on the hill
Clothed in grey the town is still
How limitless the ocean seems
While the whole world sleeps
See the lights across the bay
Sail towards another day
Catch the wind in canvas wings
While the whole world sleeps
Watch a gentle falling star
As we move out beyond the bar
Leave nothing but our wake behind
While the whole world sleeps
Far behind, our troubles
Slowly sinking
The world’s still spinning round
We’re just drifting
Drifting, drifting
While the whole world sleeps
Drifting, drifting
While the whole world sleeps
See the lights across the bay
Sail towards another day
Each one flickers, then is gone
While the whole world sleeps
Sky begins where ocean ends
Reflect each other like old friends
Slowly move towards the sun
While the whole world sleeps
Far behind, our troubles
Slowly sinking
The world’s still spinning round
We’re just drifting
Drifting, drifting
While the whole world sleeps
Drifting, drifting
While the whole world sleeps
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Loving Hannah
04:37
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I went to church on Sunday
My love, she passed me by
I knew her mind was changing
By the roving of her eye
By the roving of her eye
By the roving of her eye
I knew her mind was changing
By the roving of her eye
Oh, Hannah, loving Hannah
Come give to me your hand
You said that if you'd marry
That I would be the one
That I would be the one
That I would be the one
You said that if you'd marry
That I would be the one
But now you’ve broken your promise
Go home with who you please
Now my poor heart is aching
Here lying at your ease
Here lying at your ease
Here lying at your ease
Now my poor heart is aching
Here lying at your ease
I’ll go down to the river
When everyone's asleep
And think on loving Hannah
And then sit down and weep
And then sit down and weep
And then sit down and weep
I'll think on loving Hannah
And then sit down and weep
I went to church on Sunday
My love she passed me by
I knew her mind was changing
By the roving of her eye
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Tranent
03:06
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It was at a wedding near Tranent
Where scores an' scores of fun were bent
Tae ride the broose wi' full intent
Was either nine or ten, jo
Aff they a’ went galloping, galloping
Legs an' airms walloping, walloping
Deil tak the hindmost, quo' Duncan M'Callpin
Laird o' Jelly Ben, jo
Noo Will the weaver rode sae kittle
Ye'd thocht he was a flying shuttle
His doup it dabbit like a bittle
But wafted till the end, jo
The tailor had an awkward beast
It funket first an' syne did reest
Then threw poor snipe five ell at least
Like auld breeks, o'er the mane, jo
The souter he was fidgin' fain
An' stuck like rosin tae the mane
To smash like auld boots in a drain
He nearly reach'd his end, jo
The blacksmith's beast was last of a'
His sides like bellows they did blaw
Till him an' it got sic a fa'
An' bruises nine or ten, jo
Noo Duncan's mare she flew like drift
An' aye sae fast her feet did lift
Tween ilka step she gi'ed a rift
Oot frae her hinder end, jo
Noo Duncan's mare did bang them a'
Tae rin wi' him they manna fa'
Then up his grey mare she did draw
The broose it was his end, jo
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Cholesterol
04:43
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I've been taking advice on the right things to eat
Since shortly before I was born
Frae the national dried milk to the cod liver oil
To powdered rhinoceros horn
In they days they telt us to gie up the starches
The sugars, potatoes and breid
Noo they've done a U-turn, tell us breid and potatoes
Will gie us the fibre we need
I've made up my mind that these menus designed
By the experts just arenae for me
No trained dietician or general practitioner
Dictates what I'll have for my tea
Broon breid with a low fat paste thinly spread on
May be healthier than a meat pie
But who wants to grow old eating St. Ivel Gold
I would raither taste butter and die
Cholesterol, Cholesterol
Oh my chance of survival is small
Well I'll no get a dose o’ anorexia nervosa
Cause I love my cholesterol
Noo the thing that has brought this affair to a heid
Is the Guid-Hearted Glesga campaign
Well I just said 'What's that?’ and the doc had his needle
Sooking blood oot my haundiest vein
Two weeks later they measured my height and my weight
And they took my blood pressure and a’
A computer said “Mate, to survive at your weight
You would need to be seiven feet tall”
I'm no gonna take the suggestions they make
About changing the food that I eat
All this cuttin’ oot cheese, nae chips if you please
Nae chocolate, nae ice cream, nae meat
They tell you to gi’e up these goodies below
And they promise you pie in the sky
Well semi-skimmed milk may diminish my bulk
But I'll take double cream till I die
Cholesterol, Cholesterol
Oh my chance of survival is small
All the cream I consume, it may lead to my doom
But I love my cholesterol
Noo it's all right for you that smoke forty a day
And you spend every night in a bar
You can tell the health visitor you'll cut it doon
She'll say “What a fine fellow you are”
But when I telt her I'd never smoked in my life
And that I was teetotal to boot
She just says “Get away, you’ve nothing to dae
You've nae vices that you can cut oot”
I don't mind them probing in my haemoglobin
If it's just for a case history
But it pits the health visitor in tae a tizz
At her duty to try and save me
She says “Fresh fruit and yoghurt's a lovely dessert
Why don't you give it a try?”
Well I don't gie a hoot for her yoghurt and fruit
I'll have Black Forest gateau and die
Cholesterol, Cholesterol
Oh my chance of survival is small
Well the way that I dine I’m in line for angina
But I love my cholesterol
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Siobhan Miller Glasgow, UK
Siobhan Miller is a Scottish folk singer and songwriter. Her soulful and stirring renewal of traditional song has won her the 2018 BBC Radio 2 Folk Award for Best Traditional Track, and BBC Alba Scots Singer of the Year an unprecedented three times. Her four solo albums showcase her remarkable depth of talent from original contemporary material to traditional Scottish folk songs. ... more
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