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World Turned Upside Down
02:49
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In 1649
To St. George's Hill,
A ragged band they called the Diggers
Came to show the people's will
They defied the landlords
They defied the laws
They were the dispossessed reclaiming what was theirs
We come in peace they said
To dig and sow
We come to work the lands in common
And to make the waste land grow
This earth divided
We will make whole
So it will be
A common treasury for all
The sin of property
We do disdain
No man has any right to buy and sell
The earth for private gain
By theft and murder
They took the land
Now everywhere the walls
Rise up at their command
They make the laws
To serve them well
The clergy dazzle us with heaven
Or they damn us into hell
We will not worship
The God they serve
The God of greed who feed the rich
While poor man starve
We work we eat together
We need no swords
We will not bow to masters
Or pay rent to the lords
We are free men
Though we are poor
You Diggers all stand up for glory
Stand up now
In 1649
To St. George's Hill,
A ragged band they called the Diggers
Came to show the people's will
They defied the landlords
They defied the laws
They were the dispossessed reclaiming what was theirs
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2. |
The Earl of Otherwhere
02:35
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See the boys out walking
The boys, they look so fine
Dressed up in green velvet
Their silver buckles shine
Soon they'll be bleary eyed
Under a keg of wine
Down where the drunkards roll
Down where the drunkards roll
See that lover standing
Staring at the ground
He's looking for the real thing
Lies were all he found
You can get the real thing
It will only cost a pound
Down where the drunkards roll
Down where the drunkards roll
There goes a troubled woman
She dreams a troubled dream
She lives out on the highway
She keeps her money clean
Soon she'll be returning
To the place where she's the queen
Down where the drunkards roll
Down where the drunkards roll
You can be a gambler
Who never drew a hand
You can be a sailor
Who never left dry land
You can be Lord Jesus
All the world will understand
Down where the drunkards roll
Down where the drunkards roll
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4. |
Comiciamento di Gioia
05:16
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5. |
Nancy Spain
03:35
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Of all the stars that ever shone
Not one does twinkle like your pale blue eyes
Like golden corn at harvest-time your hair
Sailing in my boat the wind
Gently blows and fills my sail
Your sweet scented breath is everywhere
No matter where I wander
I'm still haunted by your name
The portrait of your beauty stays the same
Standing by the ocean wondering where you've gone
If you'll return again
Where is the ring I gave to Nancy Spain
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6. |
Waltz for Carol Jean
01:07
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7. |
John Riley
05:45
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s I went out one morning early,
To breathe the sweet and pleasant air,
Who should I spy but a fair young maiden,
She seemed to me like a lily fair.
I stepped up to her so quickly saying,
"Would you like to be a sailor's wife?"
"Oh no, kind sir, I'd rather tarry
and be single all my life."
"What makes you differ from another's wishes?"
"I'm sure you're useful and handsome, too."
"Set sail with me to Pennsylvania.
Adieu to England for evermore."
"It's now kind sir that I must tell you.
I could have been married three years ago
To one John Riley who left this country.
He' is the cause of all my woe."
"I'll not go with you to Pennsylvania,,
Neither with you to that distant shore.
For my heart it is with Riley.
I can't forget him evermore."
Now when he saw she loved him truly,
He gave her kisses one, two, and three,
Saying, "I am Riley, your long-lost lover,
and has been the cause of all your misery."
"If you be he, and your name is Riley
I will go with you to that distant shore.
We'll set sail for Pennsylvania.
Adieu, young friends, for evermore."
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8. |
Manassas
01:53
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9. |
The Thrashing Machine
04:10
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For there was an old farmer, in Down he did dwell,
He'd one pretty servant, her name it was Nell
He'd one pretty servant, she was scarce seventeen,
And he showed her the works of his thrashing machine.
Says Nell to the farmer, "It's a fine summer's day,
While the rest of the farmers are off making hay,
Come into the barn where we won't be seen,
And the two of us start working our thrashing machine."
O, Nell she stepped forward and into the house.
The boss got the harness and strapped her right on,
Nell took the handle and turned on the steam,
And the two of them start working the thrashing machine.
O six months being over, and nine coming on,
Nell's skirt wouldn't meet, nor her drawers wouldn't go on,
'Tis under her oxter like a young fairy queen,
I will have you transported for your thrashing machine.
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10. |
(Blessed Is) The Healing
02:58
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Where is the warmth?
Where is the feeling?
Where is the touch?
Where is the healing
That sets us free,
That sets us free?
Where is the place?
When is the moment?
A fall back to grace
A blessing of atonement
When time stands still
when time stands still
When does the healing begin again?
When does the healing begin again?
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When does the healing begin again?
When does the healing begin again?
Blessed is the warmth
Blessed is the feeling
Blessed is the touch
Blessed is the healing
Blessed is the healing
Blessed is the healing
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11. |
East Virginia Blues
07:48
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I was born in East Virginia
North Carolina I did go
There I courted a fair young maiden
But her age I did not know
Oh her hair was dark and curly
And her cheeks were rosy red
On her breast she wore a lilly
Where I longed to lay my head
Molly dear, go ask your mother
If you my bride might ever be
If she says no, come back and tell me
And I'll run away with thee
No I'll not go ask my mother
Where she lies on her bed of rest
In her hand she holds a dagger
To kill the man that I love best
The ocean's deep and I can't wade it
And I have no wings to fly
I'll just get some blue-eyed boatman
For to row me o'er the tide
I'll go back to East Virginia
North Carolina ain't my home
I'll go back to East Virginia
Leave old North Carolina alone
I don't want your green back dollar
I don't want your watch and chain
All I want is you my darling
Say you'll take me back again
For you know I'd like to see you
At my door you're welcome in
At my gate I'll always greet you
For you're the girl I tried to win
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Lehto and Wright Minneapolis, Minnesota
“... among North America’s best practitioners of Anglo-Celtic folk-rock... wonderfully intricate, powerful guitar-driven
music...”
— Dirty Linen
“... Lehto & Wright produce a tight, seasoned yet compact sound, offering a fresh blast of inventive folk-rock American style.”
— Folk Roots
Celtic/American Folk and Folk Rock from a Minnesota based Trio.
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