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Last Farewell
02:46
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The curtain call of winter
The haze of the summer sun
A toast to a life less ordinary
The deeds will soon be done
Hurry on boys, hurry on boys
For the summer is waiting for me
And hurry on boys, hurry on boys
For the summer is ready and free
The flowers of the forest
I can't recall to mind
Just absent friends and faces
Of ones we left behind
Hurry on boys, hurry on boys
For the summer is waiting for me
And hurry on boys, hurry on boys
For the summer is ready and free
Nowhere left to run, no story left to tell
Now there's barely time to say our last farewell
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Paradise Lost and Found
02:49
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Born in old Masachussets, a pilgrim's gussets, a lady fair
Life is toil and struggle, the belt and buckle, the debonaire
Came on the Mayflower, hour after hour, the ocean wide
Standing, on the topside, the Plymouth Rock tide, comes o'er the topside
Well the lord promises paradise and the Devil stands for sin
While all the naked eyes in the meeting hall grin a grin ear to ear
Stuck on your uniform, you're hard tack biscuit
Without, within, without, within
Bunyon, a pilgrim's progress, I do declare the Wife of Bath's a Chaucey maid
Devotion, and a world in motion, some magic potion, makes memories fade
From the greying sprawl of Clydeside, to the picture postcard perfect Minch
While all the traffic on Dumbarton Road isn't given in an inch
It's instant entertainment anyway
Without, within, without, within
Within, within, my friend
No mover nor a shaker, for this dear Quaker, this au contraire
Chains, and the ties that bind so, mundo antiguo
A pilgrim's prayer, a pilgrim's prayer
Completely Calvinistic way to end your days
Diplomatically dodging just what anybody says
You'll take it, from the cradle to the grave
Without, within, without, within
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Louis Rive Glasgow, UK
Louis plays folk music; not the kind about orcs, glens, wizards etc, more about people and places. Like Tom Waits and Judy Collins if either of them wrote about Coatbridge, North Lanarkshire. Closer tae home he wants to follow on from top lyricists like Michael Marra, Liz Lochead, and Hamish Imlach. ... more
Louis Rive recommends:
no end of the line
by Anton & The Colts
Met this fella at Open Folk Barcelona. Proper whiskey-soaked, slamming tunes.
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she/her/they/them
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