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Dear Polly
02:58
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Oh Polly, my Polly your whispering voice fills my heart,
Through long separation I conjure you when we're apart
In mumbling coaches I chatter with strangers for days
But what a man needs is his hearth and his chair and his wife's tender ways
Dear Polly, my Polly Dear Polly, my Polly
my love I send to thee while I'm far away from thee.
Oh Johnny my Johnny the sight of you changed me quite
When first I beheld you at my parents' house that dark night
So young and so shy all I wanted to do was to hide
So I waited and waited and waited for you for to be your bride
Dear Johnny, my Johnny Dear Johnny, my Johnny
These words I send to you when you're far away from me.
Oh Polly my Polly there's something so close in what you write
So pertinent dearest I see that you walk in the light
It fills me with joy when I read that you watch and you pray
May the good Lord keep you safe while I'm away
Dear Polly, my Polly Dear Polly, my Polly
my love I send to thee while I'm far away from thee.
Dear Johnny, my Johnny Dear Johnny, my Johnny
These words I send to you when you're far away from me.
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2. |
Press Gang Song
02:50
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Can you sail the fierce sea, can you plough the wild main?
Can you ride the rough waves like some venturesome blade?
Can you sleep 'neath the deck of the vessel of thain?
for when that you do you'll master your trade.
Can you leave your own family and loved ones behind
For the true and viscous men and a captain likewise?
Can you face the flog and the lash and ner be afraid?
for when that you do you shall master your trade
Can you sail to distant lands to a far foreign shore
Plunder realms without mercy claim your spoils of war
Stealing souls for you chattles, their lives to decayed?
for when that you do you shall master your trade
Can you abuse your fellow man lead him shackled in chains
and can you brutalise and violate, disregard their cries of pain?
can you cast them overboard to a watery grace?
for when that you do you shall master your trade
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Grace will lead me home
04:18
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Grace will lead me home
Grace will lead me home
Like a candle in the dark
It's Grace that will lead me home
Grace will lead me home
Grace will lead me home
When the fire's just a spark
It's Grace that will lead me home
When you feel like a ship that is rudderless
When you feel like a child that is motherless
When you feel overwhelmed by the otherness
It's Grace that will lead me home
When they blame you when things go wrong
and they look at you like you are always the guilty one
and you know that you'd never, never hurt no-one
It's Grace that will lead me home
Grace will lead me home
Grace will lead me home
Like a candle in the dark
It's Grace that will lead me home
Grace will lead me home
Grace will lead me home
When the fire's just a spark
It's Grace that will lead me home
When you've read every single book
when you've aced every one of those tests you've took
and you're turned down and you're constantly overlooked
It's Grace that will lead me home
Oh Amazing, Amazing Grace it makes my heart sing
Oh amazing power divine
Oh Amazing, Amazing Grace this wonderful thing
It is yours and it is mine
Grace will lead me home
Grace will lead me home
Like a candle in the dark
It's Grace that will lead me home
Grace will lead me home
Grace will lead me home
When the fire's just a spark
It's Grace that will lead me home
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4. |
Turn Round Newton
01:54
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Oh rat a tat tat it's my friend John
He strides through the woods with his great clogs on
He could have come last eve, my torments to reprieve
Sometimes a man just needs a little space and time to breathe
John doesn't get that Oh rat a tat tat.
Oh ring a ding ding John's at my bell
imagining I'm in mortal hell
Today my mortal dread is all in dear John's head
and all I want is peace to sup my tea and bite me bread
but no such thing, oh ring a ding ding.
Turn round Newton
trudge through the mud on the orchard floor
Turn round Newton,
If I wanted to see you I'd open the door.
Please stop that riot, I need some quiet
Oh ring a ding ding, he's imagining things
I politely refuse, you'll scare my muse,
I must decline, turn around I'm fine
oh rat a tat tat.
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A young man came to a house of prayer
They did not ask what brought him there
He was not friend; he was not kin
But they opened the door and let him in
And for an hour the stranger stayed
He sat with them and seemed to pray
But then the young man drew a gun
And killed nine people, old and young
In Charleston in the month of June
The mourners gathered in a room
The President came to speak some words
And the cameras rolled and the nation heard
But no words could say what must be said
For all the living and the dead
So on that day and in that place
The President sang Amazing Grace
The President sang Amazing Grace
We argued where to lay the blame
On one man's hate or our nation's shame
Some sickness of the mind or soul
And how the wounds might be made whole
But no words could say what must be said
For all the living and the dead
So on that day and in that place
The President sang Amazing Grace
My President sang Amazing Grace
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See the foul-mouthed drunken sailor
and the Jonah on the deck
see him abandoned to the storm
see him sinking with the wreck
hear him bargaining with God
and calling to his wife
hear him promising his future
if God would save his life
I see bodies in the water
see the waves close over his face
hear him crying out for mercy
hear him crying out for grace
see God's hand scoop him up
see the big man washed up on the beach
now God's hand is his pulpit
I'm going to hear John Newton preach
I’m going to hear John Newton preach
Pack the Africans with the livestock
and hope enough of them survive
if they’re crying down below
at least you know they’re alive
The slaves disembark
leave a trail of blood across the quay
while the Captain’s in his cabin
talk about how Grace can set you free
It makes the heart shudder
how dark a soul can be
liberate the oppressed
and set the captain’s slaves free
Now the church doors are open
hear the faithful sing each to each
change the law and change the world
I am going to hear John Newton preach
I’m going to hear John Newton preach
Hear him preach the love of God
for a wretch like me
how the slave in my soul
can be set free
hear his voice ring in Heaven
for the wretched and the poor
how the smallest key
can unlock the largest door
hear him tell how cold winter
can turn suddenly to spring
how God’s Amazing grace
can break the ice from within
when you’re running from God’s love
you are never out of reach
Now God’s love is his pulpit
I’m going to hear John Newton preach
I’m going to hear John Newton preach
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Newton is still sailing
with a ship full of slaves
while beneath the London streets
Stephen Lawrence is in his grave
The Devil plays the king
we want God to play the ace
and the choir still sings
Amazing Grace
Work the slave to death
and hang his body in a tree
feeding the birds of the air
dripping poppies of the field
Mary in the garden
with her tears and widow's lace
singing hymns to the morning
hear her sing Amazing Grace
When you get arrested
for being in the wrong place
and you are convicted
by virtue of your race
when hope turns to hopeless
light a candle in the dark
and let that still small voice
sing Amazing Grace
I'm no slave
but I'm too poor to be free
and who is going to save
a wretch like me?
When home ain't no more
because the fire burned this place
and even the refugee
sings Amazing Grace
I'm lost and I'm lonely
where the homeless people roam
but I live in hope
that Grace will lead me home
I look at the world
and tears run down my face
but there's a song in my heart
called Amazing Grace
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9. |
Sorry
03:13
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I am sorry for the slave trade
I am sorry for the violence
I am sorry for the bloodshed
I am sorry for the silence
I am sorry for the prisons
the padlocks and the gates
I am sorry for the gangs
I am sorry for the hate
I don't know how we're going to get out of the mess we're in
I only know there's only one way to begin
I'm so sorry
I am sorry for enclosure
I am sorry for the greed
I am sorry for the people
who were never freed
I am sorry for the garden
I am sorry for the fall
I am sorry Cain killed Abel
I am sorry for it all
I don't know how we're going to get out of the mess we're in
I only know there's only one way to begin
I'm so sorry
While governments stay silent
Kings and Queens protect their money
we have to start somewhere
I guess it starts with me
I'm so sorry
A white man's tears mean nothing
only justice will set us free
until our leaders stop hiding
it is up to you and me
I am sorry for the slave trade
I am sorry for the violence
I am sorry for the bloodshed
I am sorry for the silence
I don't know how we're going to get out of the mess we're in
I only know there's only one way to begin
I'm so sorry
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Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now I am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come,
'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.
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11. |
Eyes on the prize
02:34
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Paul and Silas bound in jail
Had no money to go their bail
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
Paul and Silas thought
They was lost
Dungeon shook and
The chains come off
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
Freedom's name is mighty sweet
And soon we're going to meet
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
I got my hand on the gospel plow
Won't take nothing for
My journey now
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
Hold on, Hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
Only chain that a man can stand
Is that chain of hand and hand
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
I'm going to board
That big Greyhound
Carry the love from
Town to town
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
Hold on, Hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
The only thing I did was wrong
Was staying in the
Wilderness too long
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
The only thing we did was right
Was the day we started to fight
Keep your eyes on the prize hold on
Hold on, Hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
Hold on, Hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
Hold on, Hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on
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12. |
Amazing Grace
05:05
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Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now I am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come,
'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.
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Angeline, Cohen & Jon UK
Angeline Morrison (The Sorrow Songs), Cohen Braithwaite-Kilcoyne (Granny's Attic) and Jon Bickley (Invisible Folk Club) came together to create a new album marking the 250th anniversary of the writing of Amazing Grace (2023)
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CONVERSATIONS WE'VE HAD BEFORE
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Three of the most talented folk/roots/acoustic artists currently at the very top of their game. Spoiler alert; is Spanish Lady actually about Catherine of Aragon or have I been reading too much Hilary Mantel? *****
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