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Play On
03:56
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Oh Darling, you asked me to dance
I stumbled and fell, stumbled and fell
I don't dance very well, couldn't you tell
I was lonely and longed for romance
And you asked me to dance
Just a dance, a diversion, a smile
But a fool isn't wise, a fool isn't wise
I fell into your eyes, and your sweet lovin' lies
That made me so happy for a while
Just a dance and a smile
But the music will be playing still, long after you are gone
If music be the food of love, play on!
Oh Darling, you dared me to dream
It was all about you, all about you
What could I do, I thought you knew
That I'm not as strong as I seem
And love, when you led me away
I followed you home, followed you home
Then you left me alone, I should have known
I was only an extra in your play
But the music will be playing still, long after you are gone
If music be the food of love, play on
Play on, play on, and on and on
The music will be playing still long after you are gone
If music be the food of love, play on!
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2. |
A Hundred Miles
03:40
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He'll be leaving long before the dawn, I'll wake up, he'll be gone
Steaming out to nowhere and beyond
I gave up going down to say goodbye, won't let him see my eyes
Asking yet again to tell me why
He's going a hundred miles offshore to sweep the ocean floor
For anything they never took before
A hundred, a hundred miles offshore
A hundred miles or more to face whatever nature has in store
The sea's a savage, crashing on the strand, cruel mistress to my man
A love I can't begin to understand
And I don't need it, all the fancy toys, the things the money buys
I'd rather have him poor and still alive
And no-one's listening to any S.O.S
A seaman in distress, a child lost on the ice who walks to death
A hundred, a hundred miles offshore
A hundred miles or more to face whatever nature has in store
Ah, precious cargo, my husband and our son
Seven heardy seamen, my brothers all but one
Don't be going a hundred miles offshore,
It's different than before, there's nothing left to catch there anymore
A hundred, a hundred miles offshore
A hundred miles or more to face whatever nature has in store
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3. |
Prince of Darkness
03:56
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Goodbye, prince of darkness, there's changes on the wind
The spell is finally broken, and this long night must end
When did I start to love you more than I love myself
Loving you I wasn't able to love anybody else
Goodbye, prince of darkness, I won't be what you see
And fall from grace and power, fulfill your prophesy
Down, down in your sad soul, my love just fades away
My pearls turn into pebbles, and rainbows turn to gray
Goodbye, prince of darkness, I must away, be free
The night has been too long, too long, and the soft light beckons me
How I long to laugh and sing, to dance, even to dream
But most of all to find a way to break away, be free
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Barbry Ellen
04:11
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O death is pictured in your face, and sorrow has gone from you
I can't keep you from your grave, so fare thee well dear Johnny
As she was going through the town, she heard the church bell tolling
The more it tolled it seemed to sound, hard- hearted Barbry Ellen
She looked to the east, she looked to the west, she saw his corpse a-coming
Saying "put him down my little boys, that I may gaze all on him"
The more she looked, the more she laughed, 'til further she got from him
All her friends cried out "for shame - hard-hearted Barbry Ellen"
Johnny died that night by the day, and Ellen on the morrow
Johnny he did die for love, but Ellen died for sorrow
Johnny was buried in the low churchyard, Ellen in the higher
Out of Johnny's grave grew a rose, and out of hers a briar
It grew 'til it grew to a true love's knot, grew 'til it couldn't grow higher
Grew 'til it grew to a true love's knot, and the rose grew 'round the briar
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5. |
The Rose and the Briar
03:24
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A rose in the wildwood blooming
The briar admired the rose
There were sweet scented blossoms plenty
The briar befriended the rose
And the rose embraced the briar
The briar desired the rose
But the gentle rose could never tell the briar
Of a longing to be free
And the briar was blinded by love
Couldn't see, couldn't see
The rose slowly fading
The rose was slowly fading
The briar lamented the rose
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6. |
Lonely
03:35
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Day is nearly done, shadows of the evening
Steal across the sky, stir this restless feeling
Lonely 'cause you're gone, I'm stranded in this place
Wandering among strangers, searching for your face
Who will soothe my soul, calm the raging river
Chase the mystery down, searching for the answer
Lonely 'cause you're gone, you who spurned the chains
Kept nothing close to hold you but unrequited dreams
Petals from your flower strewn across my memory
Song is left unsung, I can't recall the melody
Lonely 'cause you're gone, I'm stranded in this place
Wandering among strangers, searching for your face
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7. |
All the Pretty Flowers
03:45
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See the natives dancing, tour bus arrives at three
Trained seals, a soiree circus, stolen dignity
Pale shadows dreaming in a replica of home
Forgotten spirits sighing while the icebergs moan
All the pretty flowers plucked then cast away
Green leaves left to wither and the roots decay
The keepers of the culture saw their birthright sold
Forget about the fishery, rush for the gushing black gold
Grand place to buy up heaven, summer place around the bay
Abandoned by the locals who could not afford to stay
Is there a lonely listener to the dark and crashing tide
Ancient songs 'til starset, false gaiety defied
Too many tears have fallen, too many storms have raged
While the drunken sailor dances on the stage
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8. |
Wayward Heart
03:48
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My wayward heart has a mind of its own
What can I do to make it come home
Running to trouble, up to no good
Chasing down dreams like nobody should
Wayward heart with a mind of its own
My wayward heart has a mind of its own
Restless and running, destined to roam
Listens to wind, sighs with the sea
Then looking back and laughing at me
Wayward heart with a mind of its own
Soars with the eagle, cries with the loon
Smiles with the sun, and rides with the moon
Wayward heart with a mind of its own
Wayward heart, please come home
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Travellers
04:05
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Just like a bird who seeks her nest
The weary traveller needs to rest
Still we spend our precious lives
scrambling for the prize
Never remembering who we are
Travellers on a star
We're not going very far
Our fellow pilgrims on the path
Are pushed aside so we can pass
And if we fear we're left behind
We find a reason to rob them blind
Have we forgotten who we are
Travellers on a star
Travellers on a star
Somebody's dreaming us tonight
But we'll be gone by morning's light
And all the wars and grief and care
vanish into air
Have we forgotten who we are
Travellers on a star
Travellers on a star
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10. |
Fair Rosamund
02:33
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I have a sister, young Clifford said, a sister no-one knows
She hath the colour all in her cheeks like a drop of blood in snow
She hath a waist, a waist, a waist, like to my silver cane
And I would not for ten thousand worlds have King Henry know her name
King Henry in his fair bower was hid so close and still
That every word young Clifford said, he wrote down in a bill
The first fair lines she looked upon she did begin to smile
The next fair line that she looked upon the tears ran down in aisles
Oh cursed be my brother Clifford, cursed may he be
Why can't he dote on his hawks and hounds, but he must dote on me
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11. |
Loving Arms
04:02
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If you could see me now, the one who said that she would rather roam
The one who said she's rather be alone, if you could only see me now
If I could hold you now, just for a moment if I could really make you mine
Just for a while, turn back the hands of time, if I could only hold you now
I've been too long in the wind, too long in the rain,
taking any comfort that I can
Looking back and longing for the freedom of my chains,
and lying in your loving arms again
If you could hear me now, singing somewhere in the lonely night,
Dreaming of the arms that held me tight. if you could only hear me now
Looking back and longing for the freedom of my chains,
and lying in your loving arms again
Just to lie in your loving arms again,
I can almost feel your loving arms again.
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12. |
The Frog Prince
03:33
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Resplendent in the ranks of mud, unmindful of the race of man
I bloomed with waterlily bud, lolled blissful in the pools of Pan
Cavorting in a classless ooze, oblivious to all amiss
My life one lovely swampy snooze, before that metamorphic kiss
Now as a prince I pace bright halls, and palace floors are prickly dry
I plop from ornamental walls to catch the odd bug on the sly
Weighed down by crown my mother sits a- counting out her kingdom's woes
My princess screams and threatens fits, she's found a blemish on her nose
I keep a swamp tune in my head against the stress of courtly knack
I crave the id of watershed, caressing moonshine on my back
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Pamela Morgan St John'S, Newfoundland and Labrador
Vocalist, musician, songwriter, composer, Pamela Morgan occupies a seminal place in Newfoundland's music history. With the legendary Figgy Duff from the early 70's and as a solo artist since the mid-90's, it's been a long road. And the journey continues... ... more
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