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Take Me Out in Your Old Bread Van
Take me out in your old bread van, in your old bread van Be my man
Make me a ring from an old tin can, an old tin can
Be my man
We’ll get married in the morning
I’ve loved you since you came a-courting With an old tin can, in your old bread van Be my man
I dream of a family of five young things, of five young things Be my man
Clinging onto my apron strings, my apron strings
Be my man
It’s the first day of April
But there’s no fools at this table
Just an old tin can, and your old bread van
Be my man
1-2-3 and 4 and 5 and once I caught a man alive
1-2-3 and 4 and 5 and once I caught a man alive
1-2-3 and 4 and 5 and once I caught a man alive
1-2-3 and 4 and 5 and once I caught a man alive
Now it ’s many years since we’ve been wed, we’ve been wed You’ve been my man
We’ve worked hard and kept us fed, kept us fed
Been my man
When I wake up in the morning
I know why I let you come a-courting With an old tin can, in your old bread van Been my man
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Miles Away
04:02
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Miles Away
I feel miles away from you
Even though you’re just there
We’ve not talked for a while now
You’re on your phone
I’m fixing my hair
Been back to back for a while now
A spider’s ladder with a broken rung
A love-struck sparrow with a song unsung A rasping breath from a tar-choked lung A guilty verdict but an innocent hung
I’m miles away from you
Even though you’re just there We’ve not talked for a while now
And when we turn
Our eyes don’t meet
Love’s been silent for a while now
A stunning sunset on an oil slick ocean
An apothecary shelf with a missing potion
A man of God without devotion
A word of love without emotion
A spider’s ladder with a broken rung
A love-struck sparrow with a song unsung
A rasping breath from a tar-choked lung
A guilty verdict but an innocent hung
A stunning sunset on an oil slick ocean
An apothecary shelf with a missing potion
A man of God without devotion
A word of love without emotion
I’m miles away from you
Even though you’re just there Love’s been silent for a while now
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Mother Said
03:19
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Mother Said
She’s been here before
Mother said when I was born
A tinker a tailor an artist a spy
It’s all in her eyes, all in her eyes
Watch from the side lines
The odd one out
Does she know that her time will come?
In time, in time
A tinker a tailor an artist a spy
All in her eyes, all in her eyes
Seek out that smile
At times broken
Darkness replacing where the light once was
Hold on, Hold on
Queen Quiet, thoughts roar
Contest unheard
Take out the pen and fight the beast yourself
Be strong, be strong
A tinker a tailor an artist a spy
All in her eyes, all in her eyes
Clock ticks four turns
Lines form on skin
Danger and grace are yours in equal parts
That’s living, living
Living, living
A tinker a tailor an artist a spy All in her eyes, all in her eyes
A tinker a tailor an artist a spy All in her eyes, all in her eyes
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Elfin Bow Liverpool, UK
A musical fairy tale experience; pastoral psych-folk, deeply rooted in the life and nature that surround her. Her self- penned songs and stories weave a tapestry that combine mysterious characters, myths and legends, with the heartache and adventure of real life. With imagery that blends her twin passions of music and art, her songs and stage presence exude colour, charisma and a gentle charm. ... more
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