Leaf On a Windy Day
by Kevin Adams with Dave Makins
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Turpin Hero
02:41
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Turpin Hero
Turpin he was riding across Ramsey Moor,
Saw a lawyer a-riding before,
He says Old gentleman don't you feel afraid.
For to meet bold Turpin, the mischievious blade?
With my hero, Turpin was a hero
He was a valious Turpin-O.
Said Turpin to the lawyer, Let us be so 'cute,
And put our money into our boot,
Oh no, said the lawyer, I've made sure of mine,
For I've got it sewn up in my coat cape behind.
So they rode till they came to the foot of the hill,
Said Turpin to the lawyer, You must stand still,
For my horse is in want of a new saddle cloth,
And I very much do fear that your coat cape must come off
And when I have robbed you of all of your store
You know well where you can get more,
And at every town that you do come in,
You can tell them you've been robbéd by the bold Turpin.
Turpin he was tried, in prison he was cast
For shooting a gamecock hung at last,
Five hundred pounds that he had laid by
For to pay Jack Ketch his salary so high.
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The Bonny Lighter Boy
02:13
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It's of a brisk young sailor and he apprentice bound
And she a merchant's daughter with fifty thousand pound.
They loved each other dearly in sorrow and in joy-
Let him do what he will, he's my love still,
He's my bonny lighter boy.
'Twas in my father's garden beneath the willow tree,
He took me in his arms and he used me gentily.
Down on the ground we both sat down and talked of love and joy.
Let him do what he will, he's my love still,
He's my bonny lighter boy.
Now her father he being near her, he heard what she did say.
He says: You unruly daughter, I'll send him far away;
On board a ship I will him send, I'll rob you of your joy.
Send him where you will, he's my love still,
He's my bonny lighter boy.
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Calling All Rabbits
02:41
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Old Bill The Carthorse
03:24
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Old Bill The Carthorse
Paul Clark
Now look at who's here - why it's Old Bill the Carthorse
Plodding along up the street
Look at him stumble, you'd think he might tumble
He’s the strangest old horse that you're likely to meet
He's almost asleep on his feet.
Now everyone knows he's slow motion itself
When he's plodding up any old hill
But when he comes down London Road to the town
Why it's two hooves together and slide with a will
An equine toboggan is Bill.
Now building a business is lots of hard work
But it's great with Old Bill at your side.
When you're hawking and selling there just aint no telling
Who'll nick a few bits - but Old Bill has them spied.
And he takes a good nip of their hide.
He can be a right tell tale the rotten old sod,
If you stop in the pub for a few
He'll mosey on home - all on his own
You can have a good guess what the missus will do
When you come home - she'll land one or two.
Now I’ve sung you the story of Old Bill the Carthorse
And all the strange things he could do.
People swear blind he was one of a kind-
But you just start to wonder can all that be true?
So I leave that judgement to you.
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The Blacksmith
02:52
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The Blacksmith
I am a blacksmith by my trade,
From London I came down;
I am an obstinate swaggering blade,
Not like some country clown.
For my anvil it so cheerfully rings,
My bellows do swiftly blow,
My fire shall beat my irons so hot,
And unto work we go, boys, go
And unto work we go
Our master is fair, but cross him who dares
He don’t like a lad who will shirk
And come pay-day we'll hear him say
Young man I am pleased with your work
We work the week by the strength of our arm
Come Saturday night we are free
To have some good cheer, our tobacco and beer
That's when we go out on the spree, boys, spree -
That's when we go out on the spree.
Sometimes I’ve got money inside of my purse,
Sometimes I am without,
But I am none the worse for that,
Can work for more, no doubt.
For my anvil it so cheerfully rings,
My bellows do swiftly blow,
My fire shall beat my irons so hot,
And unto work we go, boys, go-
And unto work we go.
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'Til I Die
02:34
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7. |
Slipjazz
04:22
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8. |
The Chaps of Cocaigny
02:55
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The Chaps of Cocaigny
O the chaps of Cocaigny they are stout roving blades
And when they get in company with the sweet pretty maids
They will kiss them and court them and swear they'll be true
And the very next moment they will go and leave you.
Cocaigny is a fine town, it shines where it stands
And the more I think upon it the more my heart burns
If I was at Cocaigny I should think myself at home
For there we get sweethearts but here we get none.
His eyes are black as Cocaigny's black coal
Which through my poor bosom has burned a big hole
They will kiss you and court you and tell you as many lies
As the hairs upon your head, my love, or the stars in the skies.
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THE FLIES CRAWLED UP THE WINDOW
Oh the flies crawl up the window, it's all they have to do,
They crawl up in their thousands, and they come down two by two
The flies crawled up the window, they say, "We love to roam,
So once more up the window, and then we'll all go home."
Oh the flies crawled up the window, they said, "Let's have a race!"
We backed a fly called Oswald, to win and for a place.
At five to one he started, and he soon got in his stride,
Then he started crawling sideways, and he got disqualified.
The flies crawl up the window, in sunshine and in rain.
They do not seek for pleasure, they much prefer the pane.
And if those flies annoy you, here's what I advise-
Don't have any windows, and then you won't have any flies.
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10. |
Canyon Moonrise Waltz
03:55
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11. |
The Dragoon and the Lady
02:35
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The Dragoon and the Lady
My father he's a knight and a knight of high renown
If I should wed a soldier it would bring his honour down.
It's your birth and my birth they never will agree,
So take it as a warning, my bold dragoon cried she.
No warning, no warning, no warning will I take
I'd rather die than live for my own true lover's sake
The lady heard these words and they made her heart to bleed.
So to church they went together and married were with speed.
In going up to church and in coming back again
The lady spied her father with seven armed men
Look yonder, cried the lady, for we shall both be slain
For yonder comes my father with seven armed men.
There is no time to prittle, there is no time to prattle
The soldier being all armed he prepared himself for battle.
The soldier with his broadsword he made their bones to rattle
And the lady held the horse while he drove them back like cattle.
O stay your hand, O stay your hand, the lady's father cried,
For you shall have my daughter and ten thousand pounds beside.
Fight on, cried the lady, the portion is too small.
Fight on, my bold dragoon, and you shall surely have it all.
Come all you honoured ladies that have got gold in store
Pray not despise a soldier although he may be poor,
For they are men of honour belonging to the crown
Here's a health to Queen Victoria and her jolly light dragoon.
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12. |
Polly On The Shore
04:16
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O Come all you wild young men
A warning take by me
And never lead your single life astray
Into bad company
As I myself have done
'Twas in the merry month of May
When I was pressed by a sea captain
On board a man of war I was sent
We sailed the ocean so wide
And our bonny flag so handsome it flew
But at every evening at the setting of the sun
My Polly I did think of you.
With three ships to our every one
The enemy we did espy
Let every man stand true to his gun
For the Lord knows who must die.
Our Captain got wounded full sore
And so did the rest of his men
And our main mast rigging got scattered on board
So that we were obliged to give in.
Our decks were all spattered with blood
And so loudly the cannons they did roar
And thousands of times have I wished meself at home
All along with me Polly on the shore.
She's a tall and a slender young girl
She's a dark and a roving eye
And now here am I lying bleeding on the deck
And for her sweet sake I will die.
Here's adieu to me father and me friends
Likewise my dear old mother too.
I never should have crossed the salt sea so wide
If I had've been ruled by you.
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The Ghost of Passenham Mill
by Rod Hall
I come and wait each night beside the weir
But no-one see me standing there
My boots are buttoned and my hair is brown
Just like the colour of my gown
My babe lies sleeping on his mother’s breast
And I hold him near, I hold him tenderly
I know no rest, I know no rest
And at the field gate when the day is done
I do not lack for anyone
No lamplight glow for me, no fireside bright
No lover’s kisses in the night
And when the church bell rings and prayers are said
For the shepherd, then I bow my head
I never cry, I never cry
I lift my skirts and step into the pool
The moon withdraws behind a cloud
The reeds are whispering and the air is cool
The water wraps me like a shroud
So if you see a shadow fleeting by
Don’t be afraid, and don’t turn away
It’s only me,
It’s only me,
It’s only me,
It’s only Nancy
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The Shepherd and His Fife
A pretty young shepherd kept sheep on the mountain
With his fife and his reed o he blew them so clear
With his fife and his reed O he blew them so clearly
His sweet equal voice made young Sally appear.
Said Jimmy to Sally let us go a-walking
Down in those gay meadows to take some fresh air,
Where the lambs they are playing and with my love straying,
The small birds sing sweet through the valleys so clear.
Fare thee well, my young shepherd, now since I must leave you,
For the night is approaching, and I must be gone.
My father will chide me, so cruel prove to me
If by chance I should stay with my shepherd too long.
Then Jimmy and Sally were joinéd together,
They lived in a cottage contented to be.
They never once vexéd no nor never once grievéd
But it was their whole study each other to please.
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15. |
Whitstable,1975 (live)
04:44
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Whitstable, 1975
The sun she's in the sky, the day's set fair and dry
The clouds have all rolled by, so glad I came.
The sea is deepest blue, haze distorts the view,
I know there's things to do, but all the same...
Shall I go or shall I stay?
Shall I waste this golden day?
No, I'll let the tide come in and wash my cares away.
There's boats out in the Swale with no breeze for to sail,
But they never seem to fail to reach the shore
When opening time comes round they'll all be homeward bound
You'll find them hard aground outside the pub door.
The Isle of Sheppey seems like a land of golden dreams
Just the place for desert island discs
Coral reefs and pearls and hula hula girls,
I'd swim it but I don't like taking risks.
Now the sun begins to set I haven't left here yet
How lazy can you get? I couldn't say
I think I'll stay right here and watch the stars appear
And contemplate a beer to end the day.
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about
Back to the folk tradition, and more tracks based on demos and unfinished projects made before I lost the means to play my instruments. My original audio has been used where possible, supplemented with new vocals and embellished by multi-instrumentalist Dave Makins.
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released January 2, 2019
Big thanks to Dave Makins www.kevadams.co.uk/DaveMakins/
Thanks to Andreas Sumerauer, Embertone, Ivy Audio, Native Instruments, Orange Tree Samples, Realitone, Soniccouture, Spitfire Audio and Strezov Sampling.
Big thanks to Dave Makins www.kevadams.co.uk/DaveMakins/
Thanks to Andreas Sumerauer, Embertone, Ivy Audio, Native Instruments, Orange Tree Samples, Realitone, Soniccouture, Spitfire Audio and Strezov Sampling.
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Kevin Adams Milton Keynes, UK
Blending traditional folk music with a love of other genres- classical, jazz, folk-rock, prog-rock, pop… music, music, music…
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