1. |
Hushabye
01:45
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Hushabye now, my little baby
your momma kissed your daddy 'neath the apple tree
When you grow up, what you gonna be
A hunter with his rifle, that's my little baby
Hushabye now, my little baby
your momma kissed your daddy 'neath the apple tree
When you grow up, what you gonna be
A miner with his hammer, that's my little baby
Hushabye now, my little baby
your momma kissed your daddy 'neath the apple tree
When you grow up, what you gonna be
A farmer in the fields, that's my little baby
Hushabye now, my little baby
your momma kissed your daddy 'neath the apple tree
When you grow up, what you gonna be
A hunter with his rifle, that's my little baby
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2. |
My Lady Calls
03:49
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My lady’s in the woods tonight
She’s gone alone, she’s gone alone
She won’t come back until the early light
She’s gone alone, she’s goes alone
My lady wears a cross of bone
She’s gone alone, she’s gone alone
From chalk white rib that was my own
She’s gone alone, she’s goes alone
And when my lady calls the earth shakes
When my lady calls, stone breaks
My lady took me by the hand
She’s gone alone, she’s gone alone
To guide me to the misty land
She’s gone alone, she’s goes alone
And when my lady calls the earth shakes
When my lady calls, stone breaks
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3. |
Shadows
03:57
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4. |
Hushabye Pt. 2
00:40
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5. |
Jean R.
02:55
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6. |
Close To You
03:26
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7. |
Vesper
05:30
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The fields were flooded
and the barley drowned
We drove along the wreckage
at the high water line
The rains don’t stop
they just ease up a while
Dirt turned to mud
for twenty miles
The road was empty
the sky like lead
Telephone line
like a fragile thread
Dishwater coffe
Motel beds
He put his hand on my shoulder
but he looked straight ahead
I lit the lamp
and a cigarette
Sat on the stairs
’til he got out of bed
The earth was bleeding
the river red
the wind was whistling
but all the birds had fled
I dreamed a church
a mighty hall
Ceiling lost
in the sky above
When I awoke
by the vesper call
I thought of you
and I felt nothing at all
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Bluebird's Ghost Sandnes, Norway
Bluebird's Ghost is an acoustic oldtimey duo from Sandnes, Norway.
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