By Robin Williamson Robin Williamson: Chanter, bironne, chinese flute, jew's harp, bazooki, gong and vocal. In the third part of the year when men begin
As many fine fishes as swim with the tide Sing aberamvane, sing aberoling My herrings the king of them all in their pride Sing aberamvane, sing aberoling
By Robin Williamson Robin Williamson: Guitar and vocal. Stan Lee Buttons: Pedal steel guitar. Rends-moi demain et le lendemain pour toi j'éfface
By Robin Williamson Robin Williamson: Guitar and vocals. Please never name yourself to me enough lies we see even the moonlight come rest, rest awhile
Words and music RW 1978 Wake up Jamie strike a light For while you were lying dreaming IA've been up the waterside All with the gaff and the lantern
Gipsies came to the castle gate They sang so high, they sang so low They sang so sweet, so very very sweet They stole away the heart of the lady-o She
by Robin Williamson Scotland O where I was born And happy I have been It is days come months come long years Since my home I have seen All over North
by Robin Williamson His mother told me everything She had every reason to lie Down there in the laundromant Like his life was tumbling dry Born to be
Young as I remember The scrag end of the war Gypsies through the borders Came a jingling door to door With posies of primroses And all the bonny bloom
I see your faces Blown through the horned clouds In the silent cities They call me so loud Come through the fire Come through the foam Come at the world
Words traditional English, music RW with fugal ideas by Chris Caswell 1978 Oak logs will warm you well That are old and dry Logs of pine will sweetly
green groweth the holly so doth the ivy though winter winds blow ne'er so high green groeth the holly
Certainly The children have seen them In quiet places where the moss grows green Coloured shells Jangle together The wind is cold, the year is old The
by Robin Williamson When evening shadow fall All tongues at last will tire of bustling trade The brightest eye at last grows dull And the finest flowers
Let me be where love is born To sail upon a scallop shell The way no hair of a thought is disturbed And the sight is still As moonlight clasps each leaf
Water, water See the water flow Glancing, dancing See the water flow Wizard of changes Teach me the lesson of flowing Dark and silvery Mother of life
Sleep, my son, the red bee hums The silent twilights fall The lady from the grey rock comes To wrap the world in thrall My darling boy, my pride, my joy
I asped the elephant in the elevator Where you had gone, he said you were boozing round with the bees When I had the bucks my dear, you were so fawn Now