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Headin'
04:23
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Headin'
Sometimes when you hear the wind whistlin' through these big ol' trees
A man could get to thinkin' 'bout how it is he gets to be at peace
To see the birds across the sun in the mornin' time
Is free even to the man who aint got a dime
Simplicity's fulfilment - is that all we need to put our minds at ease?
So take off through the mist and just see what comes of following your nose
Hitchin' rides to nowhere and wakin' up in yesterday's clothes
Just conquering the world on a wing and a prayer
Chasin’ that horizon that's just over there
And don't ever forget that right here’s the life that you chose
Headin' for that horizon, clockin’ up miles
Headin' for that horizon, spreadin' smiles
Maybe someday soon you’ll come stumblin’ ‘cross that Promised Land
But if you do or you don’t makes no difference to this one-man band
Coz as long as that big sun keeps on comin’ up
And then sets when it’s finished with it's “lightin' up” job
We’ll be here to tell the tale and then just keep on carryin’ on
Headin' for that horizon, clockin’ up miles
Headin' for that horizon, spreadin' smiles
When you've done your time on earth, slipped those chains that bind
What's it all worth? Of what will those passed sands of time remind
The greedy, the fool? The selfish, the man unsure
Does our lot improve? Or do we simply endure?
The only man who truly ever gets to find the riches that he seeks
Is that the man for whom those riches are not the end but merely the means?
When you finally get that mansion on the hill
Do you go to bed at night feelin' all fulfilled?
Would you swap it all tomorrow for the road and the ole blue jeans
Headin' for that horizon, clockin’ up miles
Headin' for that horizon, spreadin' smiles
Headin’ for that horizon
Wont be no reprisin’
Headin’ for that horizon right now …
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2. |
Fly!
05:45
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Fly!
A boy was born with gifts so great, so plain for us to see
Just a proud and quiet Belfast boy, he came from the Cregagh
But those humble beginnings belied the star he was to be
And soon we'd watch in disbelief - he'd defy gravity
Took off into the world so young and graced us with his style
When he played the game, he moved so gracefully he drove us wild
So attention turned to this young lad from far and from wide
With that sublime skill and looks to match he'd set world alight
He wanted to fly
He let himself fly
We all watched him fly, fly
He learned how to fly
He taught us to fly
He was born to fly, fly
Blessed with more than all of us it rubbed off on us each
Those magic feet inspired the rest of us to higher reach
And for times at least in our wee country gave us unity
For thousands like me he left a sense of wonder and of peace
He wanted to fly
He let himself fly
We all watched him fly, fly
He learned how to fly
He taught us to fly
He was born to fly, fly
For 40 years and more he'd spread that genius all the while
Contemporaries had come and gone - he'd beat them by a mile
And I know now that he's up there looking down with that big smile
Just that Belfast boy who'd charm and laugh and drink and he'd beguile
He wanted to fly
He let himself fly
We all watched him fly, fly
He learned how to fly
He taught us to fly
He was born to fly, fly
He wanted to fly
He let himself fly
We all watched him fly, fly
He learned how to fly
He taught us to fly
He was born to fly, fly
Fly!
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3. |
The Redeye Express
03:15
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The Redeye Express
Well it's time to start yer day but you aint been to bed yet
You're feelin' like your head in cement has been set
And your eyes look like holes that were left/pi$$ed in the snow
Well, there's only one journey on which you're gonna go.
When you can drag yourself up only under duress
That's a first-class ticket for the Redeye Express, Redeye Express
To feel straight and happy well your soul you'd sell
But you swear that you've been locked in some voodoo spell
When you look like death but not even warmed up.
From that fresh cup of life, well you're longin' to sup.
When you're convinced that you've just been dredged from Loch Ness
That's a first-class ticket for the Redeye Express, Redeye Express
The answer to this, my friends I say
Is to live every single day by day
And this ole express, if it kills you dead,
well you have at least done just what you said,
You've stayed your time, you've ate the hog,
You've fought toe to toe with that cerebral fog
Yeah, the mist that clouds every single thought you thunk
It's been put on a boat, it's been sailed, it's been sunk!
Well this truth upon you please allow me to impress
Just trust me that one day if all this you address
That mental fatigue will melt in a caress
Say "goodbye" and "to hell with" that full-frontal mess
Bestowed upon you - clarity I confess
No more will you ride that ol' Redeye Express
That ol' Redeye Express, Redeye Express, Redeye Express, Redeye Express
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4. |
Roots
05:01
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Roots
Ya gave me roots and ya gave me wings
Ya gave me strength and the heart to sing
Ya gave me all kinds of everything
Ooooh ooooh, ooooh ooooh
There’s an angel and an imp in all things good
You’ve got both in spades just like ya should
No need to keep waxin’ on what you are
Guardian? Jester? The odd visible scar?
We’ve been through the lows and the inter-stellars
Ooooh ooooh, ooooh ooooh
There’s an angel and an imp in all things good
You’ve got both in spades just like ya should
Ya don’t hafta stop or to wonder why
But if ya do, just take the time
An’ realise that you’re a star in the sky
Ya put a fire in the belly of all who crossed yer path
You’d crack a joke with a jag just fer a laugh
Walk across the Queen’s Bridge, home at last!
Ooooh ooooh, ooooh ooooh
There’s an angel and an imp in all things good
You’ve got both in spades just like ya should
Ya don’t hafta stop or to wonder why
But if ya do, just take the time
An’ realise that you’re a star in the sky
I met two ghosts today and I set them free
That gives scant comfort to me
I met two ghosts today and I set them free
An’ then I prayed the Lord my soul to keep
Ya gave me roots and ya gave me wings
Ya gave me strength and the heart to sing
Ya gave me all kinds of everything
Ooooh ooooh, ooooh ooooh
There’s an angel and an imp in all things good
You’ve got both in spades just like ya should
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5. |
Last Train To Somewhere
05:01
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Last Train To Somewhere
Get a ticket, stand in line
“Hey fella, have you got the time
To tell me your story and how it will be?
Could it be that you’re a lot like me?”
Last Train To Somewhere
Come Take The Ride
Last Train To Somewhere
Let’s travel together on life’s road a while,
Share time and space and maybe a smile,
On our own paths we chose to go,
So what is that we need to know?
Last Train To Somewhere
Come Take The Ride
Last Train To Somewhere
I ask you people ‘Can we find
Love and friendship of true kind?’
Fun and laughter, add the spice.
Stir it up and don’t think twice
Last Train To Somewhere
Come Take The Ride
Last Train To Somewhere
It all starts here, it all start now.
We got the tools and the know-how.
ALL ABOARD! Forget the past.
Let’s make those changes that are going to last.
Last Train To Somewhere
Come Take The Ride
Last Train To Somewhere
Come Take The Ride
Last Train To Somewhere
Come Take The Ride
Last Train To Somewhere
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6. |
Ain't Gat Time
03:17
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Ain’t Gat Time
Well, ya cook an’ ya clean an’ yer never obscene
Rise early in the mornin’, an’ yer always pristine
Sometimes I swear that yer mostly machine
One thing’s fer sure y’ain’t gat time fer me
Ain’t gat time fer me
Busy as an ol’ busy bee
So many things to git done y’see
Y’ain’t gat time fer me
Ya read ‘n’ ya learn an’ I’m nat talkin’ A, B, C
The conference, the Bachelor, Masters, the PhD
Mention a five-minute breather, you’ll say “non, merci”
Simply because y’ain’t gat time fer me
Ain’t gat time fer me
Busy as an ol’ busy bee
So many things to git done y’see
Y’ain’t gat time fer me
Ya could at least just play hard-to-please
An’ make a guy feel like the latest squeeze
Fer that, yes Lord, I’d pay a handsome fee
But I only end up gittin’ the third degree
So what’s to be done about all this, well now, let me just see
Two can play at that game – here’s my decree
The next time I hear “I just wanna keep my autonomy”
I’ll say “well, pay for it yerself then, coz I’m out the door, Baby!”
Ain’t gat time fer me
Busy as an ol’ busy bee
So many things to git done y’see
Y’ain’t gat time fer me
Ain’t gat time fer me
Busy as an ol’ busy bee
So many things to git done y’see
Y’ain’t gat time fer me
Ain’t gat time fer me
Busy as an ol’ busy bee
So many things to git done y’see
Y’ain’t gat time fer me
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What Happened To All The Please & Thank You?
For thousands of years we‘ve built a true means
Of respecting a challenge and affording a change
We humans evolve and endeavour to meet
All incoming tasks that fall at our feet
Language and literature, an engine, a bridge
Are the things and the stuff that have brought us to this
And continue we will to move on along
Pushed by inate, and the ancient and strong
What happened to all the “please and thank you”?
Currently I need a sanctuary
What happened to all the “please and thank you”, please?
So what did we lose to make it so hard
To talk and to listen and to smile at the bard?
Before too long we're gona be dead
And carrying on just fills me with dread
What happened to all the “please and thank you”?
Currently I need a sanctuary
What happened to all the “please and thank you”, please?
It comes for free, that small crack of the lips
But say that to you, you’ll put yoiur hands upon your hips
Narrow your eyes and develop one bad twitch
And try to deny to me you’re one grumpy-arsed bitch
So turn it around and be what we are
Open your eyes and look at the stars
Take in the wonder of what we have
And connect in again with each woman and man
What happened to all the “please and thank you”?
Currently I need a sanctuary
What happened to all the “please and thank you”, please?
What happened to all the “please and thank you”?
Currently I need a sanctuary
What happened to all the “please and thank you”, please?
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8. |
Sometimes
04:19
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Sometimes
Sometimes yer a genius
Sometimes yer nat
Sometimes yer doin' all the things that you can be prud of, and ...
Sometimes yer livin' in the land that time fergat
Meanwhile, polar ice caps are meltin'
Meanwhile, we sit and we do what comes naturally to us
Meanwhile, when tornadoes hit, the best thing's to belt in
Meanwhile, just read yer paper as ya wait fer the next bus
Some days, all we need is a small drink o' water
Some days, all we need is just a wee bite
Some days, we gorge ourselves beyond all recognition. an' ...
Some Days, for half that price we could save someone's sight
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Every Day Is Filled With Wonder
Wake up on that bright new mornin'
Take a breath of what's for free
Lord I know something is dawnin'
Grab a hold of what's for you and for me
Walk on through that rosey garden
Takes you to the place you need
Just leave behind your cripplin' burden
Smile a smile and dream of what you're gonna be
Every day is filled with wonder
Aint no need for feelin' blue
Every day is filled with wonder
Especially on those days when I look at you.
Stride on down that endless highway
And keep that spring that's in yer step
Hopefully some day you'll come my way
Share in that big global secret we kept
It's time for us to stand together
No don't back-bite, don't complain
Only united can we weather
All of life's rich complexities again
Every day is filled with wonder
Aint no need for feelin' blue
Every day is filled with wonder
Especially on those days when I look at you.
The world can't be saved in one day
But if you try and try and try
Maybe we can build a place in which we're all proud to stay
Prove that man can use what God has supplied
Every Day, every day, every day
Every day, every day
Especially on those days when I look at you
Especially on those days
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10. |
Let Me Share In Yours
04:17
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Let Me Share In Yours
No need to hold what ails you so
My dear, here's what to do
Just let this life's own troubled show
Be shared between us two
To carry on with more than what
One mortal can sustain
Will leave it's legacy here that
Results in too much pain
So let me share in yours, my dear
We'll open up the doors
Into enlightenment, my dear
Let me share in yours
The reasons they are noble, of course
Stand on one's own two feet
But your burden it in time will force
You to the ground beneath
Some are born with what it takes
To spread insight and joy
While some folk, they don't have that gift
And others they employ
So, let me share in yours, my dear
We'll open up the doors
Into enlightenment, my dear
Let me share in yours
Don't deny yourself, my dear
Of What you spread so wide
Take hold of my hand, my dear
Into the air we'll glide
They'll breeze away, the bad old days
We'll drift through skies anew
A fresh new sun will shine its rays
Upon both me 'n' you
Let me share in yours, my dear
We'll open up the doors
Into enlightenment, my dear
Let me share in yours
Let me, let me,
Oooh oh oh oh oh oh
Share in yours, my dear
Let me share in yours, my dear
We'll open up the doors
Into enlightenment, my dear
Let me share in yours
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11. |
Outro
02:22
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Scott Gordon Band Oxford, UK
Scott Gordon Band - just yer friendly neighbourhood hunka slidin', stompin', pickin' blues and country roots goodness with a Norn Iron accent!
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