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World Turned Upside Down
02:49
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If Buttercups buzzed after the bee,
If boats were on land; fishes on sea,
If ponies rode men and if grass ate the cows,
And cats should be chased into holes by the mouse,
If the mommies sold their babies to the gypsies for half a crown, If summer were spring and the other way 'round:
Then the whole world would be upside down.
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Endearing Young Charms
02:55
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Believe me, if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly today,
Were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms, Like fairy gifts fading away,
Thou would still be adored, as this moment thou art, Let thy loveliness fade as it will,
And around the dear ruin, each wish of my heart, Would entwine itself verdantly still.
It is not while beauty and youth are thine own, And thy cheek unprofaned by a tear,
That the fervor and faith of a soul may be known, To which time will but make me more dear.
For the heart which has truly loved ne'er forgets, But as truly loves on to the close,
As the sunflower turns on her god when he sets, The same look that she gave when he rose.
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Haul Away Joe
01:50
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When I was a little lad, so my mother told me,
Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe,
That if I didn’t kiss the gals, me lips would grow all moldy, Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe.
Chorus
Way, haul away, we’ll haul for better weather, Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe.
King Louis was the King of France,
Before the revolution, Way, haul . . .
King Louis got his head cut off,
Which spoiled his constitution, Way, haul . . . Chorus
The cook is in the galley,
Makin’ duff so handy, . . .
The captain’s in his cabin,
Drinkin’ wine and brandy, . . . Chorus
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Standard Hornpipe
02:40
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instrumental
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Bendemeer's Stream
02:33
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There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's Stream,
And the nightingale sings 'round it all the day long,
In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream,
To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song,
That bower and its music I'll never forget,
But oft when alone in the bloom of the year,
I think, "Is the nightingale singing there yet?"
In that bower on the banks of the calm Bendemeer.
No, the roses soon withered that hung o'er the wave,
But some blossoms were gathered while freshly they shone,
And the dew was distilled on the flowers that gave,
All the fragrance of summer, when summer is gone.
Thus memory draws from delight 'ere it dies,
An essence that breathes of it many a year,
Thus bright to my soul as 'twas then to mine eyes,
Is that bower on the banks of the calm Bendemeer.
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The Butterfly
03:12
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instrumental
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O' Dat Nonesuch
02:50
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And she shall bring the birds in spring,
And dance among the flowers,
In summer's heat her kiss is sweet,
She sings in leafy bowers,
She cuts the grain and harvests the corn,
When the fruits of fall surround her,
Her days grow old in winter's cold,
She draws her cloak around her.
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Toomba, toomba, toomba, toomba,
Toomba, toomba, toomba,
Toomba, toomba, toomba, toomba,
Toomba, toomba, toomba.
If the people live their lives,
As if it were a song for singing out of light,
Provides the music for the stars,
To be dancing circles in the night.
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Oi, Tate
03:12
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Oi, Tate.
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Beautiful Dreamer
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee,
Sounds of the rude world, heard in the day,
Lulled by the moonlight, have all passed away.
Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,
List' while I woo thee with soft melody,
Gone are the cares of life's busy throng,
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me,
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me.
Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea,
Mermaids are chanting the wild lorelei,
Over the streamlets, vapors are borne,
Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.
Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart,
E'en as the morn on the streamlet and sea,
Then will all cares and sorrows depart,
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me,
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me.
Gentle Annie
Thou wilt come no more, Gentle Annie,
Like a flower, thy spirit did depart,
Thou art gone, alas, like the many,
That have bloomed in the summer of my heart.
chorus
Shall we nevermore behold thee,
Never hear thy winning voice again?
When the springtime comes, gentle Annie,
When the wildflowers are scattered o'er the plain.
We have roamed and loved 'mid the bowers,
When thy downy cheeks were in thy bloom,
Now I stand alone 'mid the flowers,
While they mingle their perfumes o'er thy tomb. chorus
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11. |
Carolan's Draught
03:08
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instrumental
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12. |
Jonny Cope
01:34
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instrumental
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13. |
Bring On The Starlight
02:28
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Though we have come to an end,
And it's time to say, "So long, my friends,"
I hope you can feel that the meaning is real,
When we promise to meet once again,
Be you rich man or poor man, a fool or a sure man,
We've gathered our hands and we've made a merry stand.
People they come and the go,
It's the nature of things, I suppose,
One thing's for certain: the night is a curtain,
Where the moon of our memory glows.
chorus
So bring on the starlight, make everything end right,
A dream's just a memory that grows.
And the faire time was our time, a dream time to share time,
Yes, the faire time was a fine time to know.
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Jim Hancock - The Burly Minstrel Bastrop, Texas
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