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My Singing Bird
04:49
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I have seen the lark soar high at morn
Heard his song up in the blue
I have heard the blackbird pipe his note
The thrush and the linnet too
But there's none of them can sing so sweet
My singing bird as you.
If I could lure my singing bird
From his own cozy nest
If I could catch my singing bird
I would warm him on my breast
For there's none of them can sing so sweet
My singing bird as you.
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Twas in the pleasant month of May,
In the springtime of the year,
And down in yonder meadow
There runs a river clear.
See how the little fishes,
How they do sport and play;
Causes many a lad and many a lass
To go there a-making hay.
Then in comes the scythesman,
That meadow to mow down,
With his old leathered bottle
And the ale that runs so brown.
There's many a stout and a laboring man
Goes there his skill to try;
He works, he mows, he sweats, he blows,
And the grass cuts very dry.
It was just at one evening
As the sun was a-going down,
We saw the jolly piper
Come a-strolling through the town.
There he pulled out his tabor and pipes
And he made the valleys ring;
So we all put down our rakes and forks
And we left off haymaking.
We called for a dance
And we tripped it along;
We danced all round the haycocks
Till the rising of the sun.
When the sun did shine such a glorious light,
How the harmless birds did sing;
Each lad he took his lass in hand
And went back to his haymaking.
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Wayard Celt
03:05
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Old Maui
03:43
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It’s a damn hard life,
full of toil and strife we whaler men forgo
And we don’t give a damn
when the gale is done, how hard the wind did blow
We’re homeward bound,
‘tis a grand old sound on the good ship taut and free
And we don’t give a damn
when we drink our rum with the girls of old Maui
Once more we sail
with the northerly gale
through the ice and sleet and rain
And soon the hills
of the tropic isles
we soon shall see again.
Five sluggish moons
have waxed and waned
on the old Kamchamka sea
And now we’re bound
from Arctic ground,
rolin’ down to old Maui.
Rollin’ down to old Maui, me boys
Rollin’ down to old Maui,
We’re homeward bound from the Arctic ground
Rollin’ down to old Maui
Our masts and yards
are sheathed with ice and our decks are hid from view
Our sails are full of the frozen wind
that endlessly there blew
The hoard tiles of the sea
cut ice that deck the Arctic sea
Are miles behind in the frozen wind
since we steered for old Maui
And now we sail
with a favorly gale
toward our island home
Our mail mast sprung,
our whaling done
and we ain’t got far to roam
Our stunsal booms are cared away,
what care we for that sound
A living gale with after us,
thank God we’re homeward bound.
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Southwind
03:27
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Under the Harvest Moon
02:46
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Autumn comes, the summer is past, winter will come too soon,
Star will shine clearer, skies seem nearer
Under the Harvest Moon
Autumn comes, so let us be glad, singing an autumn tune
Hearts will be lighter, skies seem brighter
Under a Harvest Moon
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O bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand
And the more I think on you the more I think long
If I had you now as I had once before
All the lords in Old England would not purchase Portmore.
O bonny Portmore, I am sorry to see
Such a woeful destruction of your ornament tree
For it stood on your shore for many's the long day
Till the long boats from Antrim came to float it away.
O bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand
And the more I think on you the more I think long
If I had you now as I had once before
All the Lords in Old England would not purchase Portmore.
All the birds in the forest they bitterly weep
Saying, "Where will we shelter or where will we sleep?"
For the Oak and the Ash, they are all cutten down
And the walls of bonny Portmore are all down to the ground.
O bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand
And the more I think on you the more I think long
If I had you now as I had once before
All the Lords of Old England would not purchase Portmore.
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8. |
Flower Duet
01:51
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9. |
Song of the Water Kelpie
02:41
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10. |
By the River Bending
02:40
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And now my love will you come with me
Where the water flows so free
And now my love will you come with me
Down by the the river bending
For we will find no danger there
We’ll ease our minds and shed our cares
Down the currents run in the setting sun
And the long grass bends to the ground
For I have often done you wrong
Where the water flows so free
But now to you I will belong
Down by the river bending
I will no more tell you lies.
Come my love and dry your eyes
Down the currents run in the setting sun
And the long grass bends to the ground
The woods are green and the day is fair
Where the water runs so free
The robin sings in the clear spring air
Down by the river bending
Take my hand, I’ll lead you there
We’ll ease our minds and shed our cares
Down the currents run in the setting sun
And the long grass bends to the ground.
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The Peacocks Calgary, Alberta
The Peacocks are an unique blend of sparkling Celtic harp and warm vocals highlighted by beautiful flute descants. The Peacocks are made up by two sisters Talitha Peacock (harp) and Rachel Peacock (harp/flute) joined by Travis Friesen (vocals/guitar).
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