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"From Grace"
(feat. Thomas Dybdahl)

"From Grace"
(feat. Thomas Dybdahl)



It seems I have a weakness I didn't know about, till the day it rained
And it seems my weakness has been bulging, has been forcing its way
And it seems I have a weakness I didn't know about, till the day it rained
And it seems my weakness will become my final stage

And it's here that I'll give, yeah I'll give you all my love
And it's here that I'll give, yeah I'll give you all my love

And it seems I had a secret I didn't know about, till the day it poured
And it seems my secret has been bulging, has been forcing its way
It seems I had a secret that will be my final stage
And it seems I had a secret I didn't know about, till the day it poured

And it's here that I'll give, yeah I'll give you all my love
And it's here that I'll give, yeah I'll give you all my love

And it's here that I'll give, yeah I'll give you all my love
And it's here that I'll give, yeah I'll give you all my love
All my love
 
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"Ghost Riders In The Sky"

"Ghost Riders In The Sky"


An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw

Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shinny and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the riders coming high and he heard their mornful cry

Yupeeyayo
Yupeeyayeah
Ghost riders in the sky

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
He's riding hard to catch that herd but he still ain't caught them yet
Coz they've got to ride forever on their range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire as they ride, hear their cry

Yupeeyayo
Yupeeyayeah
Ghost riders in the sky

As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
If you wanna' save your soul from hell ride on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the Devil's herd, across these endless skies

Yupeeyayo
Yupeeyayeah
Ghost riders in the sky

Yupeeyayo
Yupeeyayeah
Ghost riders in the sky

Yupeeyayo
Yupeeyayeah
Ghost riders in the sky

Yupeeyayo
Yupeeyayeah
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
 
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"Golden Apples Of The Sun"

"Golden Apples Of The Sun"


I went out to the hazelwood
Because a fire was in my head
Cut and peeled a hazel wand
And hooked a berry to a thread

And when white moths were on the wing
And moth-like stars were flickering out
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout

When I had laid it on the ground
And gone to blow the fire aflame
Something rustled on the floor
And someone called me by my name

It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And vanished in the brightening air

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands
I will find out where she has gone
And see her lips and take her hand

And walk through long green dappled grass
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon
The golden apples of the sun
 
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"Golden Slumbers"
(originally by The Beatles)

"Golden Slumbers"
(originally by The Beatles)



Once there was a way,
To get back homeward.

Once there was a way
To get back home.

Sleep, pretty darling,
Dot not cry
And I will sing a lullaby.

Golden slumbers,
Fill your eyes
Smiles await you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling
Do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby.

Once there was a way
To get back homeward

Once there was a way
To get back home

Sleep, pretty darling
Do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby.
 
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"Good Day Sunshine"
(originally by The Beatles)

"Good Day Sunshine"
(originally by The Beatles)



Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
I need to laugh, and when the sun is out
I've got something I can laugh about,
I feel good, in a special way.
I'm in love and it's a sunny day.

Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
We take a walk, the sun is shining down,
Burns my feet as they touch the ground.

Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
And then we lie, beneath a shady tree,
I love her and she's loving me.
She feels good, she knows she's looking fine.
I'm so proud to know that she is mine.

Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine,
Good day sunshine.
 
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"Good King Wenceslas"

"Good King Wenceslas"


Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay 'round about
Deep and crisp and even

Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel

Hither, page and stand by me
If thou knows it telling
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?

Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes's fountain

Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me fur logs, hither
Thou and I will see him dine
Here we bear him thither

Page and monarch, forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the rude wind's wild lament
And the bitter weather

Sire, the night is darker now
And the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how
I can go no longer

Mark my footsteps, good my page
Tread thou in them boldly
Thou shall find the winter's rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly

In his master's steps he trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed

Therefore, Christian men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye, who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing
 
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"Gotta Serve Somebody"

"Gotta Serve Somebody"


You may be an ambassador to England or France,
You may like to gamble, you might like to dance,
You may be the heavyweight champion of the world,
You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.

You might be a rock 'n' roll addict prancing on the stage,
You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage,
You may be a business man or some high degree thief,
They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.

You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk,
You may be the head of some big TV network,
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame,
You may be living in another country under another name

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.

You may be a construction worker working on a home,
You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome,
You might own guns and you might even own tanks,
You might be somebody's landlord, you might even own banks

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.

You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride,
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side,
You may be workin' in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair,
You may be somebody's mistress, may be somebody's heir

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.

Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk,
Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk,
You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread,
You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king-sized bed

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.

You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy,
You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy,
You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray,
You may call me anything but no matter what you say

You're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody.
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
 
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"Grandaddy"

"Grandaddy"


Grandaddy look at the gypsies
Dancing in the firelight burning so brightly
How do they keep themselves warm on such a night?

See all the fiddlers twirling
While he plays his violin laughing and shouting
Have you seen anything like it in all your life?

Grandma was cold and chide when we get in
She'll wanna know what we've done and where we've been
Promise me you'll never tell, ya know your secret's safe with me
I can be trusted

Wrap me up in your winter coat
Wrap me up so tight
I never will feel the cold
I'll be warm tonight

Can we go down to the railroad tracks
And watch the train go by shining like silver?
I hear the whistle, the train is on it's way

Hold me up over your shoulder
So that I can see the light over the pine trees
How I would like to go riding on the train

Tell me the story again about the time you went away
You went to Chicago, no one knew where you were
Why did you ever come back here after you had run away?
I'm glad you did sir

Wrap me in your winter coat
Wrap me up so tight
I never will feel the cold
I'll be warm tonight

Grandaddy tell me the names of all
The stars up in the sky, is there a heaven?
Do you think there is a life after we die?

Why do some people have all the
Gold and silver they can spend? Others have nothing
It isn't fair and I've always wondered why

Can I hold the match while you light your pipe?
I love the smell of tobacco in the air
Tell me again about how it was before I came to be
In the old country
When you were young you sailed up on the sea

Wrap me up in your winter coat
Wrap me up so tight
I never will feel the cold
I'll be warm tonight

Wrap me up in your winter coat
Wrap me up so tight
I never will feel the cold
I'll be warm tonight

I'll be safe tonight
 
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"Great Selchie Of Shule Skerry"

"Great Selchie Of Shule Skerry"


In Norway, there sits a maid
By lou, my baby, she begins
Little know I my child's father
Or if land or sea he's livin' in

Then there arose at her bed feet
And a grumbly guest
I'm sure it was he
Saying here am I thy child's father
Although that I am not comely

I am a man upon the land
I am a selchie in the sea
And when I am in my own country
My dwellin' is in Shule Skerry
And he hath taken a purse of gold
He hath put it upon her knee
Saying give to me my little wee son
And take thee up thy nurse's fee

And it shall come to pass
On a summer day
When the sun shines hot
On every stone
That I shall take my little wee son
And I'll teach him for to swim in the foam
And you will marry a gunner good
And a proud good gunner I'm sure he'll bev
And he'll go out on a May morning
And he'll kill both my wee son and me

And lo, she did marry a gunner good
And a proud good gunner I'm sure it was he
And the very first shot that ere he did shoot
He killed the son and the great selchie

In Norway, there sits a maid
By lou, my baby, she begins
Little know I my child's father
Or if land or sea he's livin' in
 
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"Greenland Whale Fisheries"

"Greenland Whale Fisheries"


When the whale gets strike, and the line run down,
And the whale makes a flunder with its tail,
And the boat capsized, and I lost my darling man;
No more, no more Greenland for you, brave boys,
No more, no more Greenland for you.

It was in eighteen hundred and fifty-three,
On June the thirteenth day,
That our gallant ship her anchor weighed
And for Greenland sailed away, brave boys,
And for Greenland sailed away.

The lookout on the crosstree stood
With a spyglass in his hand.
"There's a whale, there's a whale,
there's a whalefish," he cries,
"She blows out every span, brave boys,
She blows out every span."

We struck that whale and the line paid out,
But she made a flunder with her tail;
And the boat capsized and four men were drowned,
And we never caught that whale whale, brave boys,
We never caught that whale.

"To lose my crew," the captain cried,
"It grieves my heart full sore;
But to lose that whale,
It grieves me ten times more, brave boys,
It grieves me ten time more."

Oh, Greenland is a dreadful place,
A land that's never green,
Where there's ice and snow, and the whalefishes blow,
And daylight is seldom seen, brave boys,
And daylight is seldom seen.

When the whale gets strike, and the line run down,
And the whale makes a flunder with its tail,
And the boat capsized, and I lost my darling man;
No more, no more Greenland for you, brave boys,
No more, no more Greenland for you.
 
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