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Black Wedding Day
05:44
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BLACK WEDDING DAY
(Ian M. Bruce/Victor C. Besch)
The guests stood silently clutching their handkerchiefs
Thoughts of the bride; tears filled every eye.
Her skin so smooth. Porcelain pale
As she gazed from the gallery on her own wedding day.
Some sang reservedly, Some counting rosaries.
Father of the bride couldn't give her away.
But he did give the eulogy, hope in the tale,
Which was heard by the bride on her Black Wedding Day
Managing their misery, filing past family
But the groom stands alone. He's got nothing to say.
Cruel was the hand of fate, twisting the tail.
Robbed of his bride on his Black Wedding Day
Wedding guests everywhere. From the graveyard they stand and stare
The bride sees her casket go deep in the clay.
palms to the chosen one. She will not fail
To go not alone on her Black Wedding Day.
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2. |
Prince of The Pylons
04:18
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PRINCE OF THE PYLONS
(Ian M. Bruce)
Chant
Bønna's gonna ride on your behalf the high wire
Bønna's gonna ride his skybike with its wheels of fi-re.
repeat
Blind panic reigns throughout this town.
I can see no light for miles around.
Dark brings fear when the power goes down.
Senses heightened to every sound.
Around each corner an enemy!
I can feel them creeping up on me!
This is not where I want to be!
Emergency! Emergency!
Chorus
Call out the Prince of the Pylons
In driving snow or the dead of the ]night.
Call out our high-viz hero
He got the pow-e-er
To make it alright.
Chant.....
Verse 2
So much missing when the power is gone.
Flick my switch and it won't come on.
My turntable won't go round.
All my speakers make no sound.
No remote control for this or that.
Can't charge my phone when the battery's flat.
Shiver shiver. Freezing feet!
Central heating gives no heat!
Chorus...
Chant....
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3. |
Green Grow The Rashes
03:14
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4. |
The Smugglers
06:35
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PEACE AT THE END OF THE DAY
(Ian M. Bruce/Victor C. Besch)
So many things you've done
So many rising suns
You rigidly stuck to the plan
Too sore to walk on air
Relax in your favourite chair.
You know that you've done all you can
Peace at the end of the day.
Peace at the end of the day.
As you climb up the wooden hill
Feeling contented still
On the hard times to come will you dwell?
Some days are not the best.
Everyone needs their rest
I hope that you sleep very well
Peace at the end of the day
Peace at the end of the day
No time to procrastinate
No need to investigate
Time is the master no more
People you've pacified
Justifiable satisfied
You've heard it all before
Yeah yeah yeah
Rich in your memories
Time is your currency
Spend it the way that you will
All that you worked towards brought you some just rewards
I'm glad that you're spending them still
Peace at the end of the day
Peace at the end of the day
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Scots Wha Hae
03:43
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8. |
White Flower
03:36
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WHITE FLOWER
(Ian M. Bruce)
1914 Saw The Great War begin
Times of great turmoil for all kith and kin.
But through the grim poppies of the red and the blue.
One single white flower grew.
And all through the valleys the town clocks resound
Male voices seep from the ground.
And sing with the sirens from dusk till till the dawn
One single white flower is born.
1939 The world at war once again.
Sent from their homes conscripted men
Like seeds on the wind to pastures anew
From Leith to Tredegar they blew.
And all through the valleys the town clocks resound
Male voices seep from the ground
And sing with the sirens roar upon roar.
The white flower’s single no more.
In three different gardens roots were put down.
Branches from each in turn settled down.
Time marches on, and it’s so sad to say,
The white flower’s fading away.
And all through the valleys the town clocks ding dong
We weep with the male voices’ song
As sure as she’s graced us we’ve been left alone
Lily of the valley’s gone home
Mai hen wlad fy nhadau by crowd or by choir
Sets every Welsh soul afire
But we knew it gentle. We knew it shy.
Lily of the valley – Goodbye
Mai hen wlad dy dadai’n, gofledio di enwaith mwy.
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Keeping Our Dreams Alive
05:54
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KEEPING OUR DREAMS ALIVE
(Ian M. Bruce/Victor C. Besch)
I don't want to lie beside you anymore
Beside you I don't want to lie.
I don't want to lie beside you anymore
Li li li li li li li
I wanna lie with you
I wanna lie with you
With you I want to lie
Been together such a long time
In my mind I am keeping our dreams alive.
I don't want to live beside you anymore
Beside you I don't want to live.
I don't want to live beside you anymore
Li li li li li li li
I wanna live with you
I wanna live with you
With you I want to live
Been together such a long time
In my mind I am keeping our dreams alive.
I don't want to love beside you anymore
Beside you I don't want to love.
I don't want to love beside you anymore
Li li li li li li li
I wanna love with you
I wanna love with you
With you I want to love
Been together such a long time
In my mind I am keeping our dreams alive.
Lie with me
Live with me
Love with me - love me
Been together such a long time.
In my mind.
I am keeping our dreams alive.
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The Touch and The Go
04:32
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THE TOUCH AND THE GO
(Ian M. Bruce/Ian J. Walker)
CHORUS
We lived through the touch and the go
With never a great deal to show
Spending was fast while earning was slow
But we laughed through the touch and the go
We loved through the touch and the go
Those were the days when the business was small
Fearing the worst should it go to the wall.
But through inclement weather we held it together.
Over dead bodies would we see it fall
Cries from the cradle utmost in our minds
Children to feed, a mortgage to find.
We'd often embrace whilst wishing for more
We were never so happy as when we were poor.
Then business increased just according to plan
We could hardly keep up with the rising demand
The thing that's so funny is both milk and honey
Turned bitter-sweet for we could not withstand
All the time spent on travel, the time spent apart
Temptation on both sides to make a new start
Love grew cold and so insecure
We were never so happy as when we were poor.
CHORUS
The kids are all grown, they're up and all gone
They took our last reason for carrying on.
Once there was love and nothing above.
Now business as usual is all we have won.
Ambitions fulfilled but still dreams remain
Dreams of the past we can never regain
Hard work and good fortune brought wealth to our door
But we were never so happy as when we were poor.
CHORUS
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12. |
Running Out of Time
03:56
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RUNNING OUT OF TIME
(Ian M. Bruce/Shaun Blandford)
Good things come to those who wait
Where did we go wrong so wrong?
If it don't come soon it's gonna be too late
This road's so hard and long
Hopes and dreams are crumbling
Where did we go wrong so wrong?
Hear the rubble rumbling
We keep on trudging on.
Many victories came our way
Where did we go wrong so wrong?
But they always seem to fade to grey
This road's so hard and long
For all our stars and accolades
Where did we go wrong so wrong?
We thought we had foundations laid
We keep on trudging on.
The road ahead is steep inclined
Climb climb climb
All we ask is peace of mind
But we're running out of time
Everyone's freewheeling now
Where did we go wrong so wrong?
No wheeling free for us somehow
This road's so hard and long
Our feet are blistered. We don't feel strong
Where did we go wrong so wrong?
Gotta keep those work boots on
We keep on trudging on.
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13. |
Rolling Home
05:26
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14. |
Goodnight, Goodnight.
04:41
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GOODNIGHT, GOODNIGHT
(Ian M. Bruce/Victor C. Besch
CHORUS
Goodnight goodnight
While the stage lights still shine bright
Beautiful ladies. Beautiful men.
May we soon be together again.
Let us sing this one last song together
Raise the roof in the way we know we can
Let's move and touch each other with our voices
If you want ...Stamp your feet and clap your hands.
CHORUS
As we leave this place to face whatever weather
Balmy nights or chilling to the bone.
May the tunes and songs that we have shared together
Keep us warm and see us safely home
CHORUS
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