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Downriver
02:47
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I saw you by the water
Standin’ high beside the tide
And I too shy to speak with you
Came to sit there by your side.
Lovely lady walk with me
Through the flowers and the fields
Take my hand and run around
And we’ll see what time reveals
Oh Love, won’t you go
Down river with me,
Down river with me,
Down river with me,
Down river with me.
When first we went a walkin’ well
You held your hand in mine
And soon we got to talkin’ of
Our days further down the line.
Love, take my hand again
For the time’s been a-comin’ around
For us both to smile and you to say,
“It’s together we are bound.”
Oh Love, won’t you go
Down river with me,
Down river with me,
Down river with me,
Down river with me.
You took me to the water’s edge
And there began to pray
And when I woke up the very next morn’
It was in your arms I lay.
You’re the beauty of my mornin’
You’re the song of my evenin’ sky
And when you took me to that river
Well, you opened up my eyes.
Oh Love, won’t you go
Down river with me,
Down river with me,
Down river with me,
Down river with me.
There’s a river where I met you
There’s a river by your side
A river runs through my hometown
Where I used to hide.
Soon, I will be runnin’ down
This river far from you
Now and don’t you dare come find me
Lest you find our love proves true.
It’s time to let you go.
Down river to sea,
Down river to sea,
Down river to sea,
Down river to…
Down river to the sea, oh won’t you go,
Down river to sea, I’ll let you go,
Down river to sea,
Down river to sea.
I saw you by the water
Standin’ high beside the tide
And I too shy to speak with you
Came to sit there by your side.
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Ivory Bones
04:36
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Casting lots with ivory bones:
Acorns, flowers and old pine cones.
You left me here upon the sea
With only angel’s wings for company.
As I look back at that new year,
I cannot find a laugh nor tear:
All I see is washed out white
Lost in manes of mares that reign the night.
In the dark, I know, I was in pain
Thunder storms of summer rain,
Snow and wind upon the trees
Drowned out cries to God upon my knees.
In disbelief that these were wounds
Far too long, I hid the ruins:
For fear of being held as weak
Silence stole the words that strength would speak.
Of late I’ve wondered how to heal
All these ruins where once I kneeled,
All these stories left untold,
All these ivory bones I’ve come to hold.
The healer finds me by surprise,
Opens up my blinded eyes,
Gives me strength that I may see:
Yours were the hands that wounded me.
My ship returns to my homeland
Where once I prayed in desert sands.
There healing flows from hands I know:
Where love is deep, new seeds may grow.
I will choose the empty path
Marked by neither tear nor laugh:
Cast these bones away at sea
Your hands are gone and I am free.
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When the Aster Blooms
04:02
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When the Aster blooms, well,
The seasons are a-changin’ from
Late summer to the waking of
An early August dream
I am bound now for leavin’
And it’s time to say good-bye
But I’ll always remember
Late summer sun in your eyes.
Here we are together
Walkin’ slowly by the river
And down the hill from sunset cliffs
And by the oceanside
We are always together
Taking time from broken lives
To touch the heels of heaven
In our dusted summer skies.
Chorus
We rarely spoke in words
You and I, we’d sit together
On your carpet full of fantasies
And blue mountainside
It’s hard still to leave you
As I go off alone
And it’s hard to tell myself
And you, “I’ll come back home.”
Chorus
Here we are together
Sittin’ down beside the river
And in gardens full of roses
At the top of slow inclines
And although I’ll always miss you
I look forward to tomorrow
When we’ll sit beside each other
On our little mountainside.
Chorus
Love, I am a-leavin’
And the seasons are a-changin’ from
Late summer to the waking of
An early August dream
We travel through the fog
In your valley this fine mornin’
And I’m gone before the sun will rise
In your eyes, mist today.
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Planxty Angela
03:21
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The Druid
05:53
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My Love, he is a-walkin’ alongside those waves
If only, I could wander there beside him all my days
Deep peace would come to me, Love, like the swan rests in the bay
If only I could wander there beside you and the waves.
He’s off across the waters, past the mountains in the sky
It’s there, I look each evening as the stars begin to rise
And it’s there, I’ll look each dawning at the first light on the hill
It’s there I’ll look each morning, for my Love he calls me still.
If I could build a ship, Love, like my fathers long before
I would cast off from the mountains to the skies that I adore
I would sail upon the dust, Love, that lights up by the moon
Just to anchor there beside you, where we met upon the dunes.
The Druid, he waits ‘til evening, and the swan she waits ‘til dawn
For the spell upon the waters of the Bay to all be gone
And my Love, he is a-waiting, far beyond my rollin’ hills
Though I ask of him no duty, but to wander where he wills.
When comes the time for harvest of summer days gone by
And fire’s in the mountains that I’ve known for all my life
It’s then I’ll see my own love from across those rolling waves
And it’s then we’ll walk together, under stars for all our days.
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