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About your business (Mandy Connell)
I don't want to bring you down,
go about your business in the world tonight
We both know it's not that special
I am not the keeping kind
Go about your business in the world tonight
Send me notes from time to time
Go about your business in the world tonight
Tell me all the ways you travel,
all the roads I am not down
Go about your business in the world tonight
Without a narrative, there's no story to tell
Without a song in the line there's no reason to tell them at all...
I don't want to bring you down,
go about your business in the world tonight
We both know it's not that special
I am not the keeping kind
Go about your business in the world tonight
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Modern Love
02:52
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Modern Love- Alysia Manceau
Let's go driving on the weekend, and maybe you could hold my hand
and if it don't work out, I know that you'll understand
They don't call it cheating now they call it modern love
And I'd be lying to you baby if I said you're all I'm dreaming of
You say that you're going away but you'll be back home real soon
You tell me not to ask those questions, it makes it hard to tell the truth
And it's your secret baby but you know I've got mine too
and I ain't ever been that good at playing love by the rules
I slept with the devil last night oh he said to say hello to you
He said those songs about love oh we both know that they ain't true
Cos when you see a pretty girl don't you know I see her too
I might be a gambler babe but I ain't your fool
I might be a gambler Babe but I ain't your fool.
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Music Man's Wife
03:25
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The Cruel Mother: Trad Arr Mandy Connell
I went walking in the woods one night
All alone and aloney O
Saw two babes playing at the ball
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O
Oh Babes oh Babes if you were mine,
I'd dress you up in scarlet fine
I wouldn't go walkin by the riverside
Down by the Greenwood Sidey-O
Oh mother mother we were thine
You didnt dress us coarse or fine
You wen't walking by the riverside
Pushed your back against a thorn
pushed and you pushed til we were born
Put the rope around our neck and
You pulled on the rope til we were dead.
Oh Babes oh Babes what am I to do
for the cruel thing that I did to you
Bonnie boys come tell to me what kind of death I'll have to die
Seven years as a fish in the flood
Seven years as a bird in the wood
Seven years a tongue in the warning bell
Seven years in the flames of hell
Oooohhhh
I went walking in the woods one night
All alone and aloney O
Saw two babes playing at the ball
Down by the Greenwood Sidey O
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Lonely Reverie - Layla Fibbins
My love, If I am weak, My heart yearns, my eyes seek
A brand new land, what you see, just let it be.
Don't hold a torch for me
Don't wait long, don't leave no key
Just know I'm gone, Better off you will be
Cho: Cos its a lonely, Reverie. living as something you were never cut out to be
Mother, if I should stray, I never meant
To cause no shame, I know that they
Will tear me down, and curse my name
Well let em cast their stones
This two bit town is all they've known
It wont be long until their high horse is thrown.
Cho
Sister I know Youll understand
I was never meant, for tying these hands
Theres a difference tween doin what you should and what you can
When the dust, has settled down,
and all of these old sorrows are drowned
We can toast to our losses and to better luck this time around
Cho
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Sad Song
03:30
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Sad Song: - Alysia Manceau
wake me in the morning when the dawn turns to rust
love me in the evening when the day turns to dust
oh love is a river running to you from my heart
and long is the river that'll tear us apart
i take the ribbon from my hair and I hand it to you
we can run through these woods, run from the truth
and there's lust in the fire that burns by our bed
but the night stole the words that I wished,
i wished you'd said.
oooh
hearts flutter like wings and there's rain in my hair
like the lullaby you sing when i'm gone from there
and there's tears in my eyes as i turn to you
standing broken and torn where the river
the river runs through the river runs through oh
the river runs through
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The Spell
03:29
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The Spell - Layla Fibbins
Deep dark water, Deep dark water
Deep dark water, Deep dark water
to the waters edge I followed him down
still summer evenin' not a soul around
I hid in the willows and i watched him dive in
the water glistenin' on his moonlit skin
Deep dark water, Deep dark water
Deep dark water, Deep dark water
for no rhyme or reason I swore me a plan
by the turn of this season I would make him my man
while he lay sleeping through his window I'll creep
a lock of his long dark hair i'll keep
Deep dark water, Deep dark water
Deep dark water, Deep dark water
wearing raven feathers and a wildflower wreath
my dagger as sharp as a wolf hound's teeth
carve me a figure from a waiting sheath
and circled it round with a sycamore leaf
Deep dark water, Deep dark water
Deep dark water, Deep dark water
then one night he came to my side
we swam in the water our bodies entwined
many an evening by the river we lay
until the day when he came to say
my wild-haired raven, my wayward lover
my heart belongs to another
no longer shall we meet this way
the willow trees howled as he walked away
Deep dark water, Deep dark water
i lunged towards him with my blade in hand
if i can't have him then no one else can
beneath my feet the earth gave away
now at the bottom of the river i lay
Deep dark water, Deep dark water
Deep dark water, Deep dark water
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Wishing Well
03:35
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Wishing Well - Alysia Manceau
way down past the old town, where the river meets the sea,
there lies and old wishing well, where me an' my love did meet
it was there he pledged his love to me til death drew us apart
and by that old wishing well i offered him my heart
one night when it was dark and cold and the stars we could not see
my love he called out, called for me to leave
so through the night we walked as the moon shone above
and i knew nothing of the lies planned by the one i love
and when we reached that wishing well my love he turned to me
and with his hands upon my neck he slowly strangled me
it was there he pledged his love to me til death drew us apart
and by that old wishing well i died in his arms
so listen pretty women, no listen when i tell
don't follow a man with dark green eyes don't follow him down to that well
way down past the old town where the river meets the sea
my body lies in a deep dark well beneath one hundred feet
dadadaddadadadada
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Lambing to the Wool
04:12
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From the Lambing to the Wool - Judy Small
my father was a cocky, as his father was before him
and I married me a cocky, over fifty years ago
and i've lived here on this station, and i watched the seasons changing
from drought to flood, from the lambing to the wool
there's been times when I've wondered if it all was worth the doin
there's been times when I've thought this was the finest place there is
though the work here's never easy, and the hours long and heavy
i'm quite contended nowadays, I joined my life to his.
together through the thirties, while other's lives were broken
we worked from dawn to twilight to hold on to what was ours
and at night we'd sit exhausted, and i'd stroke his dusty forhead
with him too tired to talk to me and me too tired to care
children came unbidden bringing laughter to the homestead
and i thanked the lord my sons were young- too young for battle then
I counted myself lucky to lose no one close to family
the neighbours lost their only son, sold up and moved to town
there's been times when I've wondered if it all was worth the doin
there's been times when I've thought this was the finest place there is
though the work here's never easy, and the hours long and heavy
i'm quite contended nowadays, I joined my life to his.
the children grew and left me, for career in town and city
and i'm proud of them but sadly, for none chose station life
and i smile to hear them talking, of the hard slog in the city
when I think of working hard i see a cocky and his wife.
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