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The Coming Dawn

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  1. The Five Roads (Chris Langan)/The Coming Dawn (Keith Murphy)
  2. The Brewer Lad with The Popcorn
  3. Schottis från Idre
  4. Trois Navires with The Cos Reel
  5. Time Will End (Jeremiah McLane)
  6. The Black Fly Song (Wade Hemsworth) with The Phoenix (Dave Hennesey)
  7. Reel à Raymond/Mother's
  8. À la Claire Fontaine with La Belle Catherine and Pat de Budgie
  9. Scatter the Mud/The Tea Song
  10. Polska efter Hult Linrot/Marche à Queteux Pomerleau
  11. Ban Chnoic Èirinn Ò/Mutt's Favourite (Jerry Holland)/Father Francis Cameron (John Campbell)
  12. Tickle Cove Pond with Over the Ice (Keith Murphy) and The Culfadda
  13. Farral O'Gara/Trim the Velvet

LYRICS


The Brewer Lad

In Perth there lived a brewer lad and a brewer tae his trade
and he has courted Peggy Roy a young and a handsome maid

Fal dal diddle up a diddly I doe with a fall dal diddle up a I die dum doe

He courted her for seven long years all for to gain her favour
til there came a lad out of Edinburgh town who swore that he would have her

It's will you gang along with me and will you be my honey
it's will you gang along with me and leave your brewer laddie

Yes I will gang along with you and along with you I'll ride-o
I'll gang with you til the ends of the earth though I'm spoke to the brewer laddie

Well the brewer he came home at e'en a' spearin for his honey
Her father he made this reply "she's no been here since Monday"

Well be it so and let her go for it shall never grieve me
I'm a lad as free as you can see and a small thing will relieve me

She's rambled up she's rambled down she's rambled through Kirkcauldie
And it's many's the time she's rued the day that she jilted her brewer laddie


Trois Navires

Un gros coup de vent de nordet - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Trois navires de blé s'en fit rentrer - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Nous irons jouer dans l'isle

Trois filles d'un roi veulent marchander - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Nous irons jouer dans l'isle

La plus jeune avait le pied leger - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
À bord la barque elle a sauté - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Nous irons jouer dans l'isle

Combien le vendez-vous votre blé? Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Oh, oh six sous de boiseau - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Nous irons jouer dans l'isle

Oh, oh marin, cessez de voguer - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
J'entends ma mère m'appeler pour souper - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Nous irons jouer dans l'isle

J'entends ma mère m'appeler pour souper - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Et les p'tits enfants pleurer - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Nous irons jouer dans l'isle

Oh, oh la belle vous mentez - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Jamais d'enfants vous n'avez eu - nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau

Nous irons jouer dans l'isle


The Black Fly Song (Wade Hemsworth)

It was early in the spring when I decide to go
for to work up in the woods in north Ontario
The unemployment office said they's send me through
to the little Abittibi with the survey crew

[Chorus]
And the Black Fly, the little Black Fly
Always the Black Fly no matter where you go
I'll die with the Black Fly pickin my bones in north Ontario io
In north Ontario

Well the man Black Toby was the captain of the crew
he said "I'm gonna tell you boys what we're gonna do
They want to build a power dam we must find a way
for to make the little Ab flow around the other way

Well we surveyed to the east and we surveyed to the west
but we couldn't make our minds up how to do it best
Little Ab little Ab what shall I do? I'm all but going crazy on the survey crew

It was Black Fly Black Fly everywhere,
crawlin in your whiskers and crawlin in your hair
Swimmin in the soup and swimmin in the tea,
the devil take the Black Fly but let me be.

Toby fell to swearing and the work went slow,
the state of our morale was getting pretty low
The flies swarmed heavy it was hard to get a breath
walkin up and down the trail talkin to yourself

At last the work was over Black Toby said we're through
with the little Abittibi and the survey crew
Was a wonderful experience but this I know,
I'll never work again in north Ontario


À la Claire Fontaine

À la claire fontaine m'en allant promener
J'ai trouvé l'eau si belle que je me suis baigné

[Chorus]
Il y a longtemps que je t'aime
Jamais je ne t'oublierai

Sous les feuilles d'un chêne je me suis fait séché
Sur la plus haute branche, le rossignol chantait

Chante, rossignol, chante. Toi, qui a le coeur gai
Moi, je l'ai à pleurer

J'ai perdu ma maitresse sans l'avoir méritée
Pour un bouquet de roses que je lui ai refusé

Je voudrais que les roses furent encore au rosier
et moi et ma maîtresse dans la même amitié


Tickle Cove Pond

In cuttin and haulin in ice and in snow
we're up against troubles that few people know
and only by patience and courage and grit
and eatin plain food can we keep ourselves fit
The hard and the easy we'll take as it comes
and when ponds freeze over we'll shorten our runs
to hurry my haulin the spring coming on
near lost me my mare up on Tickle Cove Pond

Lay hold William Oldford, lay hold William White
Lay hold of the cordage and pull all your might
Lay hold of the bowline and pull all you can
And give me a lift for poor Kit on the pond

I knew that the ice became weaker each day
But still took the risk and kept haulin away
One evening in April bound home with a load
the mare showed some halting against the ice road
and knew more than I did as matters turned out
And lucky for me had I joined her in doubt
She turned round her head and with tears in her eyes
As if she were sayin "You're risking our lives"

All this I ignored with a wip handle blow
For man is too stupid dumb creatures to know
The very next minute the pond gave a sigh
and down to our necks went poor Kiity and I
For if I had taken poor Kity's advice
I never would take the short cut on the ice
Poor creature she's dead and porr creature she's gone
I'll ne'er get my wood off of Tickle Cove Pond

I raised an alarm you could hear for a mile
and neighbours turned up in a very short while
You can always rely on the Oldfords and Whites
To render assistance in all your bad plights
To help a poor neighbour is part of their lives
The same I can say for their children and wives
When the bowline was fastened around the mare's breast
William White for a shanty song made a request
There was no time for thinkin no time for delay
Straight from his head came this song right away

Lay hold William Oldford, lay hold William White
Lay hold of the cordage and pull all your might
Lay hold of the bowline and pull all you can
And give me a lift for poor Kit on the pond

Lay hold William Oldford, lay hold William White
Lay hold of the cordage and pull all your might
Lay hold of the bowline and pull all you can
And with that we brought Kit off of Tickle Cove Pond

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