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"Many A Mile To Freedom"

"Many A Mile To Freedom"


Many a mile to freedom, many a smile to tell
Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well
Call all my reindeer to graze here, call all my grain to grow
Then together we flow like the river
Then together we melt like the snow

Many a thought unanswered, many a tale to tell
Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well
If you should ask me to give you the reason for life that we know
Then together we flow like the river
And together we melt like the snow

Many a mile to freedom, many a smile to tell
Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well
If you should ask me to give you the reason for life that we know
Then together we flow like the river
Then together we melt like the snow

A few more miles to go
Miles to freedom
 
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"Maria Dolores"

"Maria Dolores"


Dioste ha dado la gracia del cielo Maria Dolores
Yen tus ojos, en vez de miradas hay rayos de sol
Dejame que te cante morena de mis amores
Un Bolero que ensalce tu garboque estan espanol, Ole ole!

Te mueves mejor que las olas
Y tienes la garcia del cielo la noche en tu
Pelo mujer espanola, Ole, ole!

Tus ojos son tan pintu reros
Que cuando los miro de cerca prendido
En su embrujo soy su prisionero

Ole, ole!
Envida te tienen las fiores
Que lievas esencia en tu en
Trana del aire de Espana Maria Dolores

Ole, ole!
Par linda graciosa te quiero
En vez de decirte piropos Maria Dolores
Te canto un Bolero
Ole, ole, ole!
 
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"Marie Flore"

"Marie Flore"


Marie, Marie Flore was a small girl of ten
Whom I met in the south end of France.
Stepping out of the crowd was the daughter
Of someone with flowers for me, we were friends at a glance.
She spoke no English but sat by my side in the car
And pointed out places en route to the village of Arles.

Marie, Marie Flore came to table that night
As I dined in an ancient hotel.
The room was all fitted with things from the seventeenth century
And they suited her well.
She would eat nothing but sat in her chair like a queen
And laughed at my French but seemed always to know what I'd mean.

Marie, Marie Flore came to hear me that night
When I sang for the people of Arles.
She stood back in the shadows of a ruined arena,
Her frame in my mind was never too far.
In the rush that did follow I found she was holding my hand
And ushering me through an evening the elders had planned.

Marie, Marie Flore, I will always remember
Your eyes, your smile and your grace.
The gold that flowed with your laughter remains
To enlighten the image I have of your face.
For I have seen children with faces much wiser than time,
And you, my Marie, are most certainly one of this kind.

Marie, Marie Flore, all the odds say I see you again
By plan or by chance.
But if not you'll be there when I'm dreaming of rain over Paris
Or sun on the south end of France.
Marie, Marie, Marie Flore.
 
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"Marriott, U.S.A."

"Marriott, U.S.A."


My name is Chaffey, I'm from Marriott, U.S.A.
I'm a high school graduate and I'm looking for a way
To chase my future down and lay it at my feet
So I can answer all the questions of my old friends on the street
I lie awake at night and I think about the years
The petty victories and all the hidden tears
And about the girl I love who had to set me free
She said she'd never marry anyone ambitionless as me

The Marriott Daily is delivered to my door
It brings the outside in and I've seen it all before
Though all my golden dreams and all my brazen schemes
May scatter like a rainbow on an open sea
Oh no, you won't find me staring down an M16
You took my brother from the Marriott High School all-star team
You took my brother from Marriott and from me

My dad's made window shades for twenty-seven years
He's had his share of laughter and an equal share of tears
And I still live in the second room of my parent's hall
My brother watches me from the stationary frame upon the wall
Mom tends the garden and occasionally perms her hair
She's not political, she sticks to her own affairs
But they voted the cowboy in and they think he's doing fine
He's created some very new and interesting, innovative lies

And the Marriott Daily is delivered to my door
It brings the outside in and I've seen it all before
Though all my golden dreams and all my brazen schemes
May scatter like a rainbow on the open sea
Oh no, you won't find me staring down an M16
You took my brother from the Marriott High School all-star team
You took my brother from Marriott and from me

We celebrated when they came home from Iran
We tied a bunch of yellow ribbons on the van
Drove into Marriott, went into church and prayed
But secretly I asked the Lord if this is how heroes are made
Speaking of heroes, a word about my dad
Son of mine, take your time 'cause now you're all we have
And if you refuse to go, I'll support you all the way
And that will surely be a first for the folks in Marriott, U.S.A.

And the Marriott Daily is delivered to my door
It brings the outside in and I've seen it all before
Though all my golden dreams and all my brazen schemes
May scatter like a rainbow on an open sea
Oh no, you won't find me staring down an M16
You took my brother from the Marriott High School all-star team
You took my brother from Marriott and from me
 
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"Mary"

"Mary"


Mary you're covered in roses, you're covered in ashes
You're covered in rain
You're covered in babies, you're covered in slashes
You're covered in wilderness, you're covered in stains
You cast aside the sheet, you cast aside the shroud
Of another man, who served the world proud
You greet another son, you lose another one
On some sunny day and always stay, Mary

Jesus says Mother I couldn't stay another day longer
Flys right by me and leaves a kiss upon her face
While the angels are singin' his praises in a blaze of glory
Mary stays behind and starts cleaning up the place

Mary she moves behind me
She leaves her fingerprints everywhere
Everytime the snow drifts, everytime the sand shifts
Even when the night lifts, she's always there

Jesus said Mother I couldn't stay another day longer
Flys right by me and leaves a kiss upon her face
While the angels are singin' his praises in a blaze of glory
Mary stays behind and starts cleaning up the place

Mary you're covered in roses, you're covered in ruin
You're covered in secrets
You're covered in treetops, you're covered in birds
Who can sing a million songs without any words
You cast aside the sheets, you cast aside the shroud
Of another man, who served the world proud
You greet another son, you lose another one
On some sunny day and always stay
Mary, Mary, Mary
 
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"Mary Call"

"Mary Call"


Mary Call, Mary Call
You never stumble, you never fall
Silver stars and lilies call
For the yearning of the young one
Named Mary Call
She's the treasure of the mountains
And the dearest one of all.

Papa's gone and mama too
This life has been quite cruel to you
But spirit took you from the start
It made you brave and it gave you heart
Brothers and sisters by your side
You worked so hard that the earth took pride
It gave you sage, wild thyme and rue
To earn your keep, to pull you through.

Mary Call, Mary Call
You stand so straight and you stand so tall
Winds will sweep and rivers fall
For the yearning of the young one
Named Mary Call
She's the treasure of the mountains
And the dearest one of all.

When you finally met despair
A kindly man came to your care
He held you in his arms and said
Just dry your tears and rest your head
Too tired to argue or protest
You realized you'd done your best
There'll be a place for you somewhere
To tie bright ribbons through your hair.
 
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"Mary Hamilton"

"Mary Hamilton"


Word is to the kitchen gone, and word is to the Hall
And word is up to Madam the Queen, and that's the worst of all
That Mary Hamilton has borne a babe
To the highest Stuart of all
Oh rise, arise Mary Hamilton
Arise and tell to me
What thou hast done with thy wee babe
I saw and heard weep by thee
I put him in a tiny boat
And cast him out to sea
That he might sink or he might swim
But he'd never come back to me
Oh rise arise Mary Hamilton
Arise and come with me
There is a wedding in Glasgow town
This night we'll go and see
She put not on her robes of black
Nor her robes of brown
But she put on her robes of white
To ride into Glasgow town
And as she rode into Glasgow town
The city for to see
The bailiff's wife and the provost's wife
Cried Alack and alas for thee
You need not weep for me she cried
You need not weep for me
For had I not slain my own wee babe
This death I would not dee
Oh little did my mother think
When first she cradled me
The lands I was to travel in
And the death I was to dee
Last night I washed the Queen's feet
And put the gold in her hair
And the only reward I find for this
The gallows to be my share
Cast off cast off my gown she cried
But let my petticoat be
And tie a napkin round my face
The gallows I would not see
Then by them come the king himself
Looked up with a pitiful eye
Come down come down Mary Hamilton
Tonight you will dine with me
Oh hold your tongue my sovereign liege
And let your folly be
For if you'd a mind to save my life
You'd never have shamed me here
Last night there were four marys
Tonight there'll be but three
It was Mary Beaton and Mary Seton
And Mary Carmichael and me.
 
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"Mary's Wandering"

"Mary's Wandering"


Once Mary would go wandering
to other land would run
that she might find her Son,
that she might find her Son

Whom met she as she journeyed forth
saint Peter, that good man
who sadly did her scan,
who sadly did her scan

"Oh tell me have you seen Him yet
the One I love the most
the Son Whom I have lost,
the Son Whom I have lost"

"Too well, too well I've seen thy Son
'twas by a palace gate
most grievous was His state,
most grievous was His state

For save what wore He on His head
a crown of thorns He wore
a cross He also bore,
a cross He also bore"

Once Mary would go wandering
to other land would run
that she might find her Son,
that she might find her Son
 
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"Matty Groves"

"Matty Groves"


A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year
Lord Arlen's wife came into the church,
The gospel for to hear.

And when the meeting it was done, she cast her eyes about
And there she saw little Matty Groves, walking in the crowd
"Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight
Come home with me, little Matty Groves, and sleep with me till light"
"Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep with you tonight
By the rings on your fingers I can tell you are my master's wife"
"But if I am Lord Arlen's wife, Lord Arlen's not at home
He is out in the far cornfields bringing the yearlings home"

And a servant who was standing by and hearing what was said
He swore Lord Arlen he would know before the sun would set
And in his hurry to carry the news, he bent his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad millstream, he took off his shoes and he swam

Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep
When he awoke, Lord Arlen was standing at his feet
Saying "How do you like my feather bed and how do you like my sheets
How do you like my lady who lies in your arms asleep?"
"Oh, well I like your feather bed and well I like your sheets
But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep"
"Well, get up, get up," Lord Arlen cried, "get up as quick as you can
It'll never be said in fair England that I slew a naked man"
"Oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life
For you have two long beaten swords and I not a pocket knife"
"Well it's true I have two beaten swords and they cost me deep in the purse
But you will have the better of them and I will have the worse
And you will strike the very first blow and strike it like a man
I will strike the very next blow and I'll kill you if I can"

So Matty struck the very first blow and he hurt Lord Arlen sore
Lord Arlen struck the very next blow and Matty struck no more
And then Lord Arlen took his wife and he sat her on his knee
Saying "Who do you like the best of us, Matty Groves or me?"
And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free
"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you or your finery"

Lord Arlen he jumped up and loudly he did bawl
He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall
"A grave, a grave," Lord Arlen cried, "to put these lovers in
But bury my lady at the top for she was of noble kin"
 
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"Mercy Bound"

"Mercy Bound"


Late last night I awoke in a dream
To the sound of a voice that was almost a scream
Oh oh oh
From out of the city and out of the street
Out where the wind hits the cold concrete
Oh oh oh
It's cold outside
Darkness your enemy
No place to hide
The voice said this to me
In your doorways I have shivered
In your alleys I have gone to ground
But I will be delivered
Someday I will be mercy bound

I dreamed again it was west L.A.
On a crowded street on a hot summer day
She was alone
Three months late and beginning to show
In a midriff blouse she would soon outgrow
She had no one to call
And no way home
And in my mind
I knew I'd seen myself
But in our blindness
It always seems like someone else
There I was a rag a bone
A remnant in your lost and found
I was for once truly alone
Longing to be mercy bound

And I knew that I would wander as child in the forest
Till they found me
And I called out to them but I could not penetrate the silence
All around me

And when I wake I know you'll comfort me
And I won't sleep again for an eternity
But others lie awake at night
In desperation more profound
And the coming of the morning light
Will not see them mercy bound

And some will never dream again
From sleeping on the ground
Just longing to belong
And dying to be mercy bound
Oh please don't stop your dreaming
Someday we'll all be mercy bound
 
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