1. |
Primroses Of Spring
04:20
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Fresh was the morning
Winter gone over the rise
Through woodland we roamed
So much for our eyes
Birds gathering sticks
So busy on the wing
Before we beheld
Primroses of spring
Felt a world away
Felt a world away
Well something held us there
And we couldn't break away
Across the whole hillside
A beautiful display
Beyond beaten tracks
Above and looking over everything
All about and around
Primroses of spring
Felt a world away
Felt a world away
In this humdrum town
The traffic and the buzzing brings us down
In this bedsit room
Four walls summon up no tunes
This town, just down
This room, no tune
Long we remembered
And now we return
Through the brambles and the briar
Through the bracken and the fern
High on a hill
Larks come to dance and to sing
Young lovers once more
Primroses of spring
Young lovers once more
Primroses of spring
Feel a world away
Feel a world away...
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2. |
Railroad Earth
04:20
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Roll ups mashed in the soil
Work gloves lay in pools of oil
Artisans of endless toil
Enemy of all that spoils
All aboard, all aboard this railroad earth
Pull something off the shelf
Take and make it something else
You may just surprise yourself
When you work those brain cells
All aboard, all aboard this railroad earth
All aboard, all aboard this railroad earth
Trundling hobo, grey stone valley
The clock is ticking ticking on
Spruce and pine, coal back alleys
The clock is ticking ticking on
Got a load on this one, needs a-lugging
Trundling hobo, grey stone valley
The clock is ticking ticking on
Spruce and pine, coal back alleys
The clock is ticking ticking on
Got a load on this one, needs a-lugging
To those good folk the engineers
To those good folk of boundless cheer
In times of trouble they appear
Day in day out, year after year
All aboard, all aboard this railroad earth
All aboard, all aboard this railroad earth
All aboard, all aboard this railroad earth
All aboard, all aboard this railroad earth
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3. |
Handrails
04:03
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Handrails for the first time
It's such a slippery slope
Creaking and groaning, viewing all the world
Through a kaleidoscope
These pills seem to soften up the blows
Soften any friction
But it must mean
I'm overdoing my prescription
I don't know where I'm going
Before I begin
Rolling and tumbling like an empty beer can
Bucking in the wind
This rattling dance has got me on the road
Seeing out the miles
Greeting those looks I get
With a silver buckle smile
Amigo mucker, my good friend
How the years have changed us
Buddy, old pal, my good friend
Caught us up and chained us
How times have turned tail on us
Hammered another nail in us
Quick to the exit! I heard it on the news
It's all gonna blow
Quick to the exit! I heard it on the news
On my wind-up radio
How many times we gotta hear this, I don't know
It's that same old same old same old
Worst case scenario
Amigo mucker, my good friend
How the years have changed us
Buddy, old pal, my good friend
Caught us up and chained us
How times have turned tail on us
Hammered another nail in us
Handrails for the first time
It's such a slippery slope
Creaking and groaning, viewing all the world
Through a kaleidoscope
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4. |
Crazies
04:01
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A do nothing day
What can compare?
Sitting out front
In my rocking chair
Watching all the crazies
Doing their crazy things
If I had the guts
All would be left behind
Caught up in a vortex
Vortex of the mind
Everything's a tangle
Everything is a swirl
Everything's a tangle
Everything is a swirl
Days to make it easy
Days to ease the mind
Now dust ridicules
Wages me poor
Shouters down the phone
Crazies at the door
Hope that they don't see me
And ruin everything
I'm trying to peace out here
Just trouble they bring
Days to make it easy
Days to ease the mind
Days to make it easy
Days to ease the mind
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5. |
Bo Traveller
02:51
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Bo Traveller
Lost along the way
Like pine martens
Searching endlessly
Bo Traveller
Fear not in thee
Bo Traveller
To the road enslaved
Blind waves crashing
Up against the rocks
Bo Traveller
Feet are on the blocks
Call that never stops
Head above the grind
Get yourself a new shoeshine
Bo Traveller
See him pushing through
Like a man on fire
Like a man with grit
Bo Traveller
Always gets the gig
No job's too big
Head above the grind
Get yourself a new shoeshine
Let it all begin
Balls out in the wind
Balls out in the wind
Put your dirty mind in the bin
It's just an old explorer thing
Bo Traveller
Lost along the way
Like pine martens
Searching endlessly
Bo Traveller
Fear not in thee
Fear not in thee
Searching endlessly
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6. |
Go Down Slow
03:01
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Elongated figures in the mist
Dog at a lamp post taking a piss
Along somewhere street in a nebulous glow
I don't know, we can go down slow
Commuters crowd the station stands
Zigzagging journey, ranks of white vans
Newspaper unfurls and away it blows
I don't know, we can go down slow
Newspaper unfurls and away it blows
I don't know, we can go down slow
In cafe Madrid
The coffee pot flipped it's lid
A constant battle, dark versus light
People smart and savvy
It's a demolition Derby
Got to find a place where it all feels right
Bicycle bells, get out the way
A red hat on a woman screams against this world of grey
And we turn direction into the flow
I don't know, we can go down slow
And we turn direction into the flow
I don't know, we can go down slow
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7. |
I Still Feel The Rain
03:51
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Every time I think of you
Those can't sleep nights
Why did you change?
It's a pain to remember
But I can't stop its flight
Why come on so strange?
Still got your song stuck in my head and
I still sing it in vain
Every time I think of you
However hard I try
I still feel the rain
Every road I'm kicking over
Blinded by the sun
Shadows growing long
Feels like a hollow goal
And a song that feels all wrong
Where have you gone?
The day that you came by my way
Look at what remains
Every time I think of you
However hard I try
I still feel the rain
Days I loved you dearly
Now some fools regret
Now I see more clearly
I should just try to forget
For every time I think of you
However hard I try
I still feel the rain
I still feel the rain
Every time I think of you
However hard I try
I still feel the rain
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8. |
Goings On
04:32
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Seen the quack
Ten toes up on his back
He was smoking crack
Muttering gibberish
Wanted to be saved
From black-suited waves
I'm a workaday slave who raves
In pidgin English
The big eyes whine
'Don't forget the deadline
You've a poet's mind
But you're no Coleridge'
In Xanadu
A bum in broken shoes
I've paid my dues
Served up cold porridge
Goings on
Backroom wrongs that pay and pay
Half my life
Half my life trying to get away
Goings on
Backroom wrongs that pay and pay
Half my life
Half my life trying to get away
Lulled by sirens and blue flashing lights
I see and hear them in my dreams
Squalor hotels and those dirty creep joints
It's enough to make me and anybody scream
Still got time
Something buzzing my mind
A different line
Don't know what it is
Voodoo, the knife
The politician's wife
Rumours are rife
Something in it?
Goings on
Backroom wrongs that pay and pay
Half my life
Half my life trying to get away
Goings on
Backroom wrongs that pay and pay
Half my life
Half my life trying to get away
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9. |
Smoke
04:28
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Down through Market Square
Down through Market Square, I'm dreaming
It's the morning beat
It's the morning beat I'm feeling
Van doors slam awakening the neighbourhood
Please go slow, unsuitable for heavy goods
Got the blues again
Got the blues again, I'm reeling
Hard times ahead
Hard times ahead revealing
Wait around for someone to say
'Sorry son, no work here for you today
Be gone and don't delay
Hey, maybe tomorrow'
Oh, something's lost along the way
Oh, drifting like smoke through the day
Misty jagged lines
Misty jagged lines I'm walking
Got to get that feeling down
Got to get that feeling down, jive talking
'Free yourself, you're living in the past'
I know that now but how? I'm stuck fast
Running up the mast
Freak flag flying
Oh, something's lost along the way
Oh, drifting like smoke through the day
Oh, something's lost along the way
Oh, drifting like smoke through the day
Down through Market Square
Down through Market Square, I'm dreaming
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10. |
Quiet Prayer
03:17
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Spin the plastic Captain Fantastic
All those years, a musical age
So good it got you 'til it started not to
Time to turn another page
Go put yourself back on that shelf
Hard to leave it all behind
Circles turning, whirlpools churning
These are messed up times
Old dance halls, mirror balls
Within those walls you were the man
The groovy news with kung fu moves
Like Jean-Claude Van Damme
Old dance halls, mirror balls
Within those walls you were the man
The groovy news with kung fu moves
Like Jean-Claude Van Damme
Cold pianos, old sopranos
So few out here now that care
Another night gone, leave a light on
And say a quiet prayer
And say a quiet prayer
And hold on to that fading star
You've still to travel far
Another night gone, leave a light on
And say a quiet prayer
Another night gone, leave a light on
And say a quiet prayer
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11. |
In The Spin
04:13
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Gave up on the long drag
Smog was bringing me down
Got a dog in a purple bandana
That's quit following me around
'Cause I keep running running round in circles
In a life so full of cares
I'm too long in the spin
Don't know when it all began
When it became so real
Suppose when I started to play
Things inside I didn't feel
And I keep running running round in circles
In a life so full of cares
I'm too long in the spin
And I keep running running round in circles
In a life so full of cares
I'm too long in the spin
Too damn old to be tripping
Getting cynical in song
Thought it was a phase going through
But it's gone on far too long
And I keep running running round in circles
In a life so full of cares
I'm too long in the spin
I'm too long in the spin
I'm too long in the spin
And I keep running running round in circles
In a life so full of cares
I'm too long in the spin
I'm too long in the spin
I'm too long in the spin
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12. |
Raggy Old Crow
03:57
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Raggy old crow wondering at me
Wondering at me, wondering at me
Raggy old crow wondering at me
Wondering at me, wondering at me
As I sat down under a jack pine tree, jack pine tree
As I sat down under a jack pine tree, jack pine tree
Other birds warn when I'm near
But you look around with no fear
Just the bag we're both in
Raggy old crow I, I do believe, I do believe
Now is the time I must take my leave, I must take my leave
Orange Mountain where I take the view, where I take the view
New perspective seeing what you do
When it's all too rushed to dream
A pebble in a rapid stream
Becomes the point to realise
Raggy old crow I, I do believe, I do believe
Now is the time I must take my leave, I must take my leave
Raggy old crow I, I do believe, I do believe
Now is the time I must take my leave, I must take my leave
Raggy old crow wondering at me
Wondering at me, wondering at me
Raggy old crow wondering at me
Wondering at me, wondering at me
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13. |
Country Haze
03:52
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I like to walk with you
Where magnolia's blooming
Down by the river side
Evening breezes roaming
Country haze
Sunshine through the trees
Country daze
Set my mind at ease
Well heaven help the state I'm in
You're really crazy
But I love wasting time
Because you amaze me
It's all wrong
Said you felt lazy
Walking along
Meadow so free
I know it's too weird to
Be what we claim to be
I know it's too weird to
Be what we claim to be
Now see the twilight colours
Vividly they glow
On a wondrous canvas
You know, like Michelangelo
Country haze
Moonlight through the trees
Country daze
Set my mind at ease
I think I got the song
Before it's all gone away
I think I got the song
Before it's all gone
I think I got the song
Before it's all gone away
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Jumbotown is the acoustic singer songwriting duo of Mike Davies and Paul Ivor Jones
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