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Poor Will And The Jolly Hangman Fairport Convention Rise for the hangman His pleasure is that you should rise He`s the judge and the jury At the jester`s assize Poor Will on the gallows tree Never a cruel word did say Oh that a good man Should be treated No Man's Land Fairport Convention Hey, come and make it easy Hey, come and make it black It's no use to be free If lies are all the truth they see They'll screw up what you do When you're through Hey, come and make it easy Hey, come and Poor Will And The Jolly Hangman (1988 Version) Fairport Convention Rise for the hangman His pleasure is that you should rise He's the judge and the jury At the jester's assize Poor Will on the gallows tree Never a cruel word did say Oh that a good man Should be treated Crazy Man Michael Fairport Convention Within the fire and out upon the sea Crazy Man Michael was walking He met with a raven with eyes black as coals And shortly they were a-talking "Your future, your future, I would tell to you Your future STRANGER TO HIMSELF Fairport Convention money was his health All thrown to the dust by his very own hand Yet his beauty lingered still Beyond the draining of the sand But greener was the other side of the hill Richer was the other man's land Percy`s Song Fairport Convention rain and the wind "Too late, too late, for his case it is sealed" Turn, turn, turn again "His sentence it is passed and cannot be repealed" Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind "But he ain't no It's Alright Ma, It's Only Witchcraft Fairport Convention Everlasting Looks like he's been fasting With his friends in the den where directors roll Like a bandarillo With his cigarillo Robs the rich, robs the rest, brings it all back home Please don't get us wrong man Knockin\' On Heven\'s Door Fairport Convention It\'s gettin\' dark, too dark for me to see I feel like I\'m knockin\' on heaven\'s door. Sir Patrick Spens Fairport Convention free When loud and boisterous blew the winds and loud and noisy blew the sea Then up there came a mermaiden, a comb and glass all in her hand "Here's to you my merry young men for you'll not see dry land Breakfast In Mayfair Fairport Convention Breakfast I' mayfair Fairport Convention The world has surely lost it's head The news is full of crimes. There's robberies in The Telegraph, And there's murders in The Times. Jewel In The Crown (Live) Fairport Convention We are a proud land we stand for freedom we've got the franchise on how to lead them we've got the history and books to prove it give us the mountain and we will move it we rule the waves and the seven Bring 'Em Down Fairport Convention Time stood dark and silent and the stars they gave no light I wandered in an endless dream, haunted by the night I saw four ghostly riders, the horses in a line Each in turn did point at me and say I'm One Sure Thing Fairport Convention He used to be the only man I would see He used to be the only good man for me Oh, he used to be my one sure thing Look at me now, what you see, it isn't me Look at me now, just a leaf without a tree Oh Dawn Fairport Convention Morning shone among the shadows Sunlight bled upon the silence From the blackest night Must come the morning sky But yesterday was such a long time Yesterday may last forever From the barren land Yesterday Reno, Nevada Fairport Convention Now there ain't no game like the one you been playing, When you got a little something to lose. And there ain't no time, like the the time you been wasting; And you waste just about what you choose. Jack O' Diamonds Fairport Convention Oh sure, he's not that lovely Jack O'Diamonds broke my hand Left me here to stand Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to land Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card Jack O'Diamonds is a high card Jack O'Diamonds is POLLY ON THE SHORE Fairport Convention Indies we were bound to plunder the raging main And it's many the brave and a galliant ship we sent to a watery grave Ah, for Freeport we did steer our provisions to renew When we did spy a bold man-of-war Come All Ye Fairport Convention And now he plays a violin Made out of solid wood So, come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Possessor of the magic touch And no Come All Ye (Take 1) Fairport Convention good And now he plays a violin Made out of solid wood So come all ye rolling minstrels And together we will try To rouse the spirit of the earth And move the rolling sky Possessor of the magic touch And no TALE IN HARD TIME Fairport Convention Take the sun from my heart Let me learn to despise I'll show you another who cannot tell lies <Interlude> The blind man can't see Who demands to his eyes I'll show you another who sings as Matty Groves Fairport Convention your sheets But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep" "Well, get up, get up," Lord Donald cried, "get up as quick as you can It'll never be said in fair England that I slew a naked man Matty Groves (Take 1) Fairport Convention your sheets But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep" "Well, get up, get up," Lord Donald cried, "get up as quick as you can It'll never be said in fair England that I slew a naked man Red And Gold (Live) Fairport Convention gold And the little stream became a flood From all my brothers killing one another Till waking I realised it was all my own dear blood Some were buried in the church and some just where they Fell With no John Barleycorn (Live) Fairport Convention clods upon his head Till these three men were satisfied John Barleycorn was dead There's beer all in the barrel and brandy in the glass But little Sir John with his nut brown bowl proved the strongest man Doctor Of Physick Fairport Convention in here So wear your relic near Doctor Monk unpacks his trunk tonight "Oh, father dear I dreamed last night a man sat on my bed And I fear When I awoke I could not find my maidenhead" Every ?sign? Quiet Joys Of Brotherhood (Take 1) Fairport Convention But man has come to plough the tide, The oak lies on the ground. I hear their tires in the fields, They drive the stallion down. The roses bleed both light and dark, The winds do seldom call. Quiet Joys Of Brotherhood (Take 4) Fairport Convention But man has come to plough the tide, The oak lies on the ground. I hear their tires in the fields, They drive the stallion down. The roses bleed both light and dark, The winds do seldom call. WHITE DRESS Fairport Convention dancing tonight <Interlude> Come from the window let's climb the stairs All of my sorrows are none of your cares While life is in us let's love all we can I'll be your woman if you'll be my man The Journeyman's Grace Fairport Convention Oh please, journeyman, help me on my way Oh please, help me please, I won't be afraid Leave my weary flesh and bone to a circle made of stone Take me to the mountains for my pleasure And if the dead man To Althea From Prison Fairport Convention brings to whisper at my grates When I lie tangled in her hair and fettered with her eye Birds that wanton in the air know no such liberty When flowing cups run swiftly round with no allaying ?tense?