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Winter Pick
04:20
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2. |
Mary Blue
02:46
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3. |
Bernie's Breakdown
04:20
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4. |
Gatekeeper
03:55
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5. |
Sirmione
05:37
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6. |
Ram's Eye
04:14
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Ram and bull fighting
Under the Eastland sky,
Ram won, bull lost,
Town’s called ‘Ram’s Eye’.
School bus pumping
Fumes out in the rain.
Watch my breath misting up
The windowpane.
The rubble of the Abbey,
Built in 1000 AD,
Survived 500 years til
Henry took it away.
School kids laughing,
Passing through its Gate.
Don’t you know, Cromwell family
Stole its stone and clay?
Swans from Welney flying in the
Sky, they don’t have to go to
School or watch my lessons die.
I’m the crazy old digger, who sings out:
Watch out ‘Ram’s Eye’!
The story of ‘Ram’s Eye’.
Ram and bull fighting,
Dyson is my name.
Teacher of history, pupils
Stake their claim.
Market town’s an island,
Gatehouse has a wall.
Disease, war and famine,
Kids we’ve had it all.
Can you see me shaking?
Shell shocked from war.
Kids yell out ‘Bomb!’ to
Watch me hit the floor.
How will you see me
Now I’m just a ghost?
Like the Abbey Hebrew library
That we once could boast.
Swans from Welney flying in the
Sky, they don’t have to go to
School or watch my lessons die.
I’m the gentle old digger, that shouts out
Watch out ‘Ram’s Eye’!
The story of ‘Ram’s Eye’…
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7. |
Chess' Approval
01:21
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8. |
Woody
03:24
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In my school we read the psalms,
Thank God for our lucky charms…
Teacher sitting in the wing,
Watch us in the boxing ring. I say:
Hey sir, wanna know the truth?
You try and take my eye, and I’ll
Take your fucking tooth.
Danny worked with his old man,
Always had a broom in his hand.
Winter got mighty cold,
Working on a manifold, he’d say:
Hey dad, you wanna to steal my youth?
Gimme me my blessing, coz
I’m leaving here real soon.
We move while we all live,
We’re woven like a spider web,
She pulls me, it makes a knot,
She’ll take everything I got. I say:
Hey, lover of forbidden fruit, you
Try to blind my heart, and I’ll
Take your fucking sweet tooth.
Failure in the family home,
Leaves old folks on their own.
I’m locked up in jail.
I won’t go for bail, and I say
Hey mum, you wanna know the truth?
Try to be kind, and say there ain’t no proof.
Hey dad, you know the truth?
You tried to make me strong, bullet proof.
Hey God, you wanna know truth?
I tried to take your eye, now
Take my fucking tooth.
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10. |
Crock O'Rags
02:35
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12. |
Soon
05:28
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Justin Bernasconi Melbourne, Australia
Justin Bernasconi considered a rarity among guitarists and songwriters.
Straddling styles
and sounds from the Delta Blues, Appalachian Bluegrass, English Folk and all stops in between, his highly original tunes, are infused with exciting and soulful guitar playing.
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