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Autumn Grows
03:06
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AUTUMN GROWS
Seasons fly along
Leaves are hanging on
Into the teeth
Of a keen Westerly
Branches seethe
But they don't give way
Through the high to the low
The autumn grows
Storms clouds gathering
In November skies
Bring rain to to feed the stream
It was nearly dry
All night long
Squalls arrive
Winds so strong
Branches sigh
Through the high to the low
There's boughs on the bridge now
River's on the rise
Raise the sluice downstream
They say there's more to come this way
Be safe, the autumn grows
Grassland dancing wildly in the breeze
The gulls have travelled inland
From the sea
Maybe talking to the trees
Of distant memories
When the elm trees ruled the ways
So stately
Now we drink to honour their legacy
And remember the good old days
As the wood fires burn away
To heat the place we stay
Storms still gathering
Far-off out to sea
They'll be with us
Later in the week
As the autumn grows
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Lampers Lane
03:21
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LAMPERS LANE
There is a place in Lampers Lane
Where folks agree to stay the same
And soon the autumn rains will bring
Them space to breathe
Escape indeed
All over town
People are falling down
They drank the poison
Saved their souls for gold
There was a house on Edward Street
Inside the shady ghosts would meet
They talked of distant ancestry
In tongues would speak of lands to keep
It's on the ground
Houses have fallen down
They took their chances
Sold their souls for gold
All over town
People are falling down
They drank the poison
Saved their souls for gold
Until they're gone
People will rise
They will be strong
They will be wise
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3. |
See You On The Riverbank
02:49
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SEE YOU ON THE RIVERBANK
I'll see you on the riverbank gents
I'll see you on the riverbank my friends
I'll see you in the valley
When the river fines down again
I'll see you when the sun will rise
I'll see you in the first of the light
I'll see you in the third field
Sitting underneath the lines
And it all comes back on a misty morn in June
Picking numbers from a hat
At the setting of the Flower Moon
And it'll never be the same
But I'd do it all again with you
I'll see you at the crazy night
Yeah I'll see you in the fading light
I'll see your friendly faces
In the beam of an old torch light
And it all comes back on an August Tuesday night
When the ghosts with the smiles on their faces
Take my side
And it'll never be the same
But I carry all your names in my mind
I'll see you when the storms are due
Yeah I'll see you when the floods push through
I'll see you in December
And remember all the good times with you
I'll see you all together
When the days down here are through
Yeah I'll see you all together
When I've handed in my dinner pail too
I'll see you on the riverbank my friends
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4. |
Go Gently To Solitude
03:16
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GO GENTLY TO SOLITUDE
This valley's a dream
A place in my heart and soul
Rain clouds above
The sun on the ground
I walk alone
Down to the bridge I go
I won't walk across
I can't leave this for anything
I don't need escape
It's already here
Nowhere bound
I go gently to solitude
Found on the mild side
Alone with the wildlife
I stand here talking to myself
These days I'm alive
Wrapped up in memories
Keeping me warm
From the coldness of modern life
She'll meet me here then
When twilight in shades of grey
Descends to illuminate
The smiles on our faces
Homeward bound
We're moving gently
To solitude's sound
On the edge of the outside
Senses alive in the half light
Alone we stand beside
Won't say goodbye
Won't let this die
Won't say goodbye
And I won't leave your side
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TOMORROW HASN'T HAPPENED YET
Where there's muck there is brass
You're in luck, raise your glass
To the Class of '87
Driving Chevys to the Heavenly Highway
And some will say
It takes a certain attitude
To play to pay to play
Are you buying this old crock of shame?
Don't be fooled by the rules
Just be cool, be the mule
That's schooled in every permutation
That obedience is true emotion
If there's one, maybe two
Then there is possibly a legion of them
Hiding in plain sight
Under night lights
Should they run, if they bolt
There could be consequences
For the future conduct of
A nation of idiot types, you know?
In the moat there's a boat
Still afloat in the hope
But the goats insist on chewing
Through the rope
That keeps it moored there
So long
Tomorrow hasn't happened yet
So long
But midnight is a nailed-on bet
Sweet dreams honey, don't forget
The memoirs of a jumped-up diplomat
Plundering the natural habitat
What would the locals make of that?
They're holding candles to
The wind of changeability
Hoping for a flame to take
When they call on the fool
To be fooled by the rules
You know it's getting closer to
The judgement of the chosen few
Shut up and obey
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6. |
Old World Standing
03:58
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OLD WORLD STANDING
Old world standing
Old world standing all alone
I ran so far and fast
From everything I cared to know
I ran so far and fast
From every person in their world
Left the whole world standing
Whole world standing all alone
Hey I'm no-one knowing
Hey I'm no-one known
I thought so long and deep
In everything I cared to do
In clouds of rust and dust
Above the things I cared for you
Left the old world standing all alone
The whole world standing all alone
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THE LIFE OF PLOUGHMAN JACK
He's got one foot on the land
The other in the furrow
He's got loose change in his hands
Wandering down to Burrow
He's got one eye on the sky
Meanwhile
Jack said, he said he'd be there soon
But he was side-tracked
By a lonely Hunter's Moon
So bright, so astounding
Up there in the sky
That he failed to make it through
Big old moon
They said hey!
Why don't you come back and stay?
Hey, you've been gone forty-six days
They said don't make out
Like there's nothing to see
In this market town
People talk with their feet
People ought to agree
But they don't say
He took six tons of the stuff
Found it in the Dutch barn
P.C. Quive got there fast as he could
But he was in the wrong farm
Oh no, oh no, oh no!
Now Jack's got his head in the clouds
Feet on the uplands
He's been gone for twenty years now
The life of a ploughman
There's a little village waiting for him
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8. |
Dear Old River
03:23
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DEAR OLD RIVER
Dear old river
Won't you take me to the sea
I've been drifting
I'm just waiting for the breeze
In the valley you're the highway
You're the only real escape
Old man river won't you
Just carry me home
To roam, to flow, to roam
'Cos I'm only drifting here
Hey Mrs Chew you've been comforting me
I've walked these ways for so long
I could get there in my sleep
If I'm lost I'm only leaving
I'll come back around
'Cos I know too much
To let you down
To roam, to flow, to roam
'Cos I'm only drifting here
Oh I should know that
Nothing flows upstream
So take me to the waterside
Oh don't you know that?
Nothing goes unseen
So take me to the other side
I'm loving the life I live
Dear old river
Won't you carry me home
Take my bones and place me
Where the wild things roam
I've been walking through your valley
You've been pushing me on
But I'll be standing on a hill
Looking down one day
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9. |
Wake Up
03:27
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WAKE UP
She said: "You're a difficult ship to sink"
And I just smiled and poured a drink
Ten days in the pit will make you think
I'm just passing through this
Wake up
You've been speaking in your sleep
Won't you wake up?
You've been sleeping in your dreams
Won't you wake up?
Don't forget to unwind
Or life will pass you by
We spent two weeks down by the sea
Skimming stones and drinking tea
And on the long way back we breathed
The wind of change was but a breeze
Then she walked the tightrope
And I held on the wire
Destined for greatness too grand for desire
In balance we trust as we stare at the fire
Wake up
You've been speaking in your sleep
Won't you wake up?
You've been sleeping in your dreams
Won't you wake up?
Don't forget to unwind
Or life will pass you by
If there's one thing left to say
Turn the cheek then earn the pay
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10. |
Local History
02:39
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LOCAL HISTORY
I could've been a lengthsman
Clearing nettles with my hook
Just like old man Isaac
In my second-favourite book
I could've been a drowner
Dropping hatches in the brook
Watering the meadow
With the jackdaws and the rooks
But I was born a townsman
And a townsman I will be
I was born too late for making
Local history
I could've been a farmer
Casting seeds across the earth
Gathering the harvest
Before the winter sends its dearth
And I could've been the miller
Grinding corn to make the bread
The river turning grit stones
Under hues of sunset red
But I was born a townsman
And a townsman I will be
I was born too late for making
Local history
All these things I could've been
If I'd been somewhere else
I'm torn between the real world
And the one I couldn't help
'Cos I was born a townsman
And a townsman I will be
I was born too late for making
Local history
And I could've met my sweetheart there
And raised a family
But I was born too late for making
Local history
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11. |
Had My Time Again
03:03
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HAD MY TIME AGAIN
Before my time
Was there a light on?
A light on
When darkness shone
In the brightness
The brightness
Loneliness and comfort zones
Captured in the undertow
Then I made it through
And I had my time again
During my time
I switched a light on
Switched a light on
And I caught in song
Lost emotions
From the dark side
Cornerstones and wayside points
Chapters in the limelight
And I'd sing to you
If I had my time again
After my time
Please leave a light on
Leave a light on
'Cos I might be gone
For a while now
For a while
Epitaphs and photographs
Memories you'll never have
And I'd search for you
If I had my time again
Yeah I'd search for you
If I had my time again
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Jason Allen England, UK
Singer, songwriter and multi-instrumentalist hailing from Somerset, England. Jason has written and self-recorded multiple
solo albums and EPs, the most recent of which (February 2024) is called Borrowing Power From The Mill.
More information can be found at www.jasonallen.co.uk
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