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Santiago
03:17
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3. |
Seikilos Epitaph
01:53
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4. |
Tourdion/Como Poden
03:30
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5. |
D'Anjou
01:42
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6. |
Starbuck's Complaint
02:22
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While on this ship, my days are spent
In anxious care, oft discontent
No social circles here are found;
Few friends of mirth all here abound
I think of home, sweet home, denied
With the one I love near by my side
See hoisted high the flag of love
By heavenly breezes waved
See sailors stop, and orders hear
Obey and you'll be saved
When will kind fortune set me free
That I can quit the boisterous sea?
I love this ship, I love the fight
I love to roar into the night
Oh home, sweet home, so long denied
With the one I love near by my side
So rum and war shall be my share
As we set sail for who knows where
And God help the wretch who finds his flight
Caught in this weaker vessel's sights
Now home sweet home shall soon be ours
For a song calls out between the stars
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7. |
Stella Splendens
02:12
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8. |
Branles Des Chevaux
02:08
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9. |
Geese
00:31
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11. |
Pound a Week Rise
02:42
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Come all you colliers who work down the mine
From Scotland to South Wales from Teesdale to Tyne
I'll sing you a song of the pound a week rise
And the men who were fooled by the government's lies
In 19 and 60 a few years ago
The mineworkers' leaders to Lord Robens did go
Sayin' "We work very hard, every day we risk our lives
And we ask you here and now for a pound a week rise."
And it's down you go
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your pound a week rise
Well up spoke Lord Robens and he made this decree
"When the output rises, then with you I will agree
I'll raise up all your wages, I'll give to you fair pay
For I was once a miner and I worked hard in my day"
And it's down you go
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your pound a week rise
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The miners they went home, they worked hard and well
Their lungs filled with coal dust in the bosom of hell
The output rose by fifteen, eighteen percent, and more
And when two years had passed and gone it rose about a score
The miners they went home, to get their hard-earned prize
They went asked Lord Robens for their pound a week rise
Robens wouldn't give a pound, he wouldn't give ten bob
He gave 'em seven and six and said "Get back to your jobs!"
And it's down you go
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your pound a week rise
So come all you colliers, take heed what I say
Don't believe Lord Robens when he said he'll give fair pay
He'll tell you to work hard and make the output rise
You'll get pie in the sky instead of a pound a week rise
And it's down you go
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your pound a week rise
It's down you go
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your pound a week rise
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12. |
Coals
02:08
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13. |
Cooley's Butterfly
03:22
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14. |
Bonnie Woods O' Hatton
02:46
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Ye comrades and companions
And all ye gentles dear
To my sad lamentations
I pray you lend an ear;
There was once I lo'ed a bonnie lass
I lo'ed her as my life
And it was my whole intention
To make her my wedded wife
I courted we' the bonnie lass
A Twelve-month-and-a-day
Sometimes among the green grass
Sometimes among the hay ;
I courted her the leelang night
And part of the next day
Till she says, ‘My dearest Sandy lad
It's time you were away.’
Now say my dearest Molly
When shall we set a time
When you and I will get married
And hands together join
And we'll sit in oor wee cottage
And ye'll neither spin nor sew
While my ain gude-hearted hireman lad
Goes whistlin’ at the plough
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There's Cadum and there's Cadum Mills
And Luther Mills likewise
There woods and waters many more
Pleasant to mine eyes
But the bonnie woods O' Hatton
They a' grow green in May
It was there about the lassie lived
That stole my heart away
I'll mind about yon bonnie lass
When I am far awa
I'll speak about yon bonnie lass
To them she never saw
I'll tell them that I lo’ed her well
But to me she proved untrue
And she left me doon by Hatton Woods
My follys for to rue
But blessings on yon bonnie lass
Where ever she may be
I wish no evil unto her
Although she slighted me
I only wish that she may say
Some day before she die
‘I wish I had wed yon hireman lad
That sang so sweet to me.'
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15. |
Medieval Dances
03:17
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16. |
Castle Rose
02:02
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Liam P. Vaughan Cary, North Carolina
You will never find someone as enthusiastic about Star Wars, Medieval History, Music, and Pirates. God I love pirates. So
much.
Some people might know me as "Pippin" or "Pip" in the S.C.A., or "The Kid with all the accordions" at home.
Check out my patreon for all my music projects!
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