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Still Going Strong
03:51
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My sister married a gay alcoholic
Why she did it was because she was so young
They had a house with a 69 upon it
There was no way she ever had that kind of fun
He attached himself when she was nearly 16
She had no sense of her own physical charm
She thought he was a typical human being
Had no idea he could do her so much harm
YOU CAN’T UNDO WHAT’S DONE
BUT YOU CAN GET OUT WHILE YOU’RE STILL YOUNG
YOU CAN’T HIDE BUT YOU SURE CAN RUN
His favourite drink was a triple gin and tonic
She thought this normal behaviour for a man
His favourite style was sarcastic and ironic
Never had a conversation she could fully understand
Apparently he worshipped the ground she walked on
Never saw him give her a lover’s kiss
Dripped with education from the blackboard he chalked on
Not my sister’s idea of wedded bliss
YOU CAN’T ...
Still going strong, still going strong
My sister wanted to be a famous singer
Now all she wants is a settled home
She walked away from her empty-bottle-slinger
After 14 years of living with him alone
She’s always been a musician, she’s been seen on the stage
A new man - see the two kissing
She’s happier than she’s been at any age
YOU CAN’T ... Still going strong…
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2. |
Paper Girl
05:22
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On the road to Farley Green
Heavy the papers I deliver
Have to collect the money today
October wind makes me shiver
Leaves on the ground like a puzzle
Ready to be put together
And I wish my bag was a bag full of leaves
I would give them all to the weather
BUT I’M JUST A PAPER GIRL
I’M JUST A PAPER GIRL
Some of the houses are rich in taste
With many possessions inside
Statues of lions upon the gate
And two or three cars in the drive
Some of the houses belong to the earth
With roses around the door
And I wish my bag was a bag full of petals
I wouldn’t mind carrying more
BUT I AM JUST A PAPER GIRL I COULD BLOW AWAY
I COULD BLOW AWAY I COULD BLOW AWAY
I AM JUST A PAPER GIRL I COULD BLOW AWAY
I’M JUST A PAPER GIRL
A deer springs into my path
Startled he freezes a moment
Eye to eye we breathe the same air
Seeming the time to be stolen
Then he’s gone, and I move on
But never the moment undone
And I wish my bag was a bag full of time
I would give it all to someone
BUT I AM JUST A PAPER GIRL I COULD BLOW AWAY…
The rain begins, I pull up my hood
I won’t be done til it’s dark
I am alone with this world of mine
It seems to set me apart
Knock on doors – deliver and collect
Some speak to me kindly
And I wish my bag was a bag full of smiles
I would leave a trail for you to find me
BUT I’M JUST A PAPER GIRL YES I’M JUST A PAPER GIRL…
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Still A Learner
05:10
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My name it is secret, my name it is joy
My name it is silence, I’m saving it all for the boy
Your name it is everyone’s, your name it is love
Your name it is music and it fits my hand like a glove
Your eyes they are golden and my eyes they are blue
You say they are beautiful and I think yours are too
My words are useless except when they’re in a song
Your words are wonderful, you know just where they all come from
I AM STILL A LEARNER
LIVING MY LIFE ON SOME BACK BURNER
BUT YOU TURNED MY HEAT UP BABY
YES YOU REALLY TURNED ME ON
I CAN THINK OF NOTHING MORE FINE
THAN TO SPEND SOME TIME WITH THIS BOY OF MINE
HE CAN COME AROUND ANYTIME – HE CAN COME ALONG
Your hands they are gentle, your hands they are strong
My hands are all skin and bone but my fingers know how to make a song
Your voice is the wing of a bird and it makes me cry
My voice is a voice unheard but everybody sees it fly
I AM STILL….
Do- do do do do…
My heart it is clockwork, my heart it is flames
My heart it is melting ice like all my many names
Your heart is a story – your heart is in your hand
Your heart is a bowl of tears
But it’s the heart of a boy in the heart of a man
I AM STILL…
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Oh No It's Me
05:29
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Oh no, it’s me – travelling from A to B
Wasn’t expecting to have to carry my own suitcases
Oh yes, oh you can guess – I tried to take it all with me
Hardly any of it ever gets used
It only makes me confused
Aren’t you confused
I’M GONNA LAY MY BURDEN DOWN
AND TAKE OFF FROM THE GROUND
GONNA LAY MY BURDEN DOWN
IT’S EASY
Maybe, I should’ve thought about it
It’s not like me to get caught out
Now I’m weighed down with all this stuff
As if the state I’m in is not enough
I’m through
Aren’t you
Oh no, it’s me again – struggerling from A to B again
How can I carry on, I really am not that strong
It’s about time, it’s about time, it’s about time – that I
LAY MY BURDEN DOWN
AND TAKE OFF FROM THE GROUND
GONNA LAY MY BURDEN DOWN
IT’S EASY
SO EASY….
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5. |
Ready To Love
05:02
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Like a bee in a watering can
To flee from a faltering man
Like the sea caught in the sand
Like me with my daughter in hand
You see, I’ve been taught to make a stand
We were free but we fought and we ran
We drew the short straw in the plan
I’m beginning to understand
AND I WONDER IF I’M READY, READY, READY
I WONDER IF I’M READY TO LOVE
I WONDER IF I’M READY, READY, READY
I WONDER IF I’M READY TO LOVE
Throw away the key to the door and be damned
Send a sheep to slaughter the lambs
I tried to leave before it began
Me with my daughter in hand
The fishes were sleeping in salt as we swam
In their sea, and we pulled them in as we sang
I believe that there’s more to it than
Thwarting the seed that sought for the land
I’m beginning to understand
AND I WONDER IF ….
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Dance With Me
02:57
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Don’t let the hours just slip away
Live every moment that you’ve got
Don’t let the years pass you by
Because they’ll never come again
So don’t look back cos it’s no use
To think of all the things you’ve done
Some were right and some were wrong
But now another day’s begun
DANCE WITH ME
LET THE MUSIC TAKE YOU ROUND
DANCE WITH ME DANCE WITH ME
FORGET YOUR FEET ARE ON THE GROUND
I want to hold you in my arms
And kiss you once and kiss you twice
I know you’ll want to kiss me back
Because I’ve seen it in your eyes
DANCE WITH ME…
And let me fall into your arms
And kiss me once and kiss me twice
You know I’ll want to kiss you back
Because you’ve seen it in my eyes
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Ready And Willing
05:54
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Your optimistic legs walk on a mind’s-eye stage
Your gullible arms reach out to crowds at your door
Your naïve fingers touch a make-believe guitar
And your wishful ears hear a million voices roar
More, more, more…
Your eager lips slip and your keen smile smiles
Your confident shoulders can hold out for miles
And your sure-footed heart on your light-hearted feet
And your hopeful eyes make the people look so sweet
And they shout more, more, more…
AND YOU’RE READY AND YOU’RE WILLING
AND YOU’RE HOPING TO SUCCEED
AND YOU’RE TELLING STORIES TO YOUR HEAD
YOU’RE MAKING YOUR HEART BLEED
YOU’RE MAKING YOUR HEART BLEED
Your crazy-mixed-up songs trapped in a screwed-down head
Your right hand doesn’t know what the left-hand has said
On an all-seeing gatepost hangs an ever-watchful gate
Which opens to a garden handed to you on a plate
Held out for more, more, more…
AND YOU’RE READY…
Some people would call it brave
Some people would call it dumb, dumb, dumb
Some people would call you misguided, deluded
Yes, some, some, some…
But your courageous elbows elbow people out the way
And your bees-knees knees have no doubt
Your enthusiastic piano is so easy to play
And your sharp-eyed soul wants to feel the people shout
More, more, more…
AND YOU’RE READY…
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Washing Machine
05:03
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One of them’s hiding bottles in the washing machine
The other knows it’s happening and thinks it’s obscene
Each pretends the other doesn’t know what has been going on
And it’s a long, long story in between
One of them’s heart is broken, the other’s heart is stone
They live together but truly live alone
The cold they feel cuts deeper than the bone
No-one speaks about it but it’s widely known
LIFE ISN’T LIKE A WASHING MACHINE
PUT YOUR LIES IN DIRTY THEY DON’T COME OUT CLEAN
Undo the screws, look inside your head
You’ll find a place no-one dares to tread
Under the flowerpots behind the shed
Tucked into the mattress of their very own bed
Empty the lemonade replace it with gin
Crawl into a burrow no-one else can get in
Store up pleasure in the bottom of a bin
Hope that no-one presses the button reading ‘spin’
LIFE…
Inside the bicycle saddle bag
In an unused cupboard wrapped in a rag
Conceal the loved and hated swag
Makes one despised, the other the nag
Both of them concluding the other is mad
How could you let things get so bad
You’ve even made the child sad
If one goes now will the other be glad
LIFE…
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9. |
Mr Lovely
06:08
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Mr Lovely’s out tonight, dressed up to his neck
Happy as the moon as bright - in the mirror he makes a final check
That everything’s right
Mr Lovely’s hair is V-shaped, his teeth are sharp
Unfortunately his last girl escaped when it wasn’t dark (oh well)
He puts on his cape
And all conditions are right
MR LOVELY HE LOOKS NICE
MR LOVELY WANTS TO MAKE THEM LOOK TWICE
BEWARE OF MR LOVELY HE’S FAST
AND MANY A GIRL HAS LOVED MR LOVELY IN THE PAST
There’s a sparkle in his eye, he’s appearing at the bar
He doesn’t have to try, she can already see he’s a star (small fry)
To him it’s hello but for her it’s goodbye
Truly she can’t say no
Cos she’s actually hypnotised, she’s actually hypnotised
MR LOVELY...
And it’s of no use that she has a crucifix upon a chain around her neck
And it’s of absolutely no use that she’s been eating garlic bread
Cos he’s immune, he doesn’t dance to that old tune
For he’s a modern and sensitive guy especially under a full moon
And he takes her in his arms and charms her
Mr Lovely’s back now - there’s a spring in his step and yet again
There’s a girl on his arm somehow and he dearly craves her neck (yes really)
He leads her to his bed and nothing is said
And the duvet’s red ...
MR LOVELY HE LOOKS NICE.
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I’ll leave my sofa on the pavement and write my goodbyes on the wall
I’ll put my keys in the postbox, push my piano in the swimming pool
I’ll place my records in the freezer, throw my trumpet down the drain
I’ll set fire to the table and take the Sorry-For-Myself Train
WOO-OO, IT’S A SLOW TRAIN AND IT STOPS AT EVERY STATION
WOO-OO, I GOT A TICKET NOW I NEED AN EXPLANATION
For why-yi-yi-yi-yi this hapens to me-e-e-e-ee
Oh I-yi-yi-yi-yi am so unha-ha-ha-happy
I’ll roast my shoes in the cooker and leave my books in the sink
I’ll lose my ‘ccordion in the treetops and then I’ll drink all the drink
I’ll hang my French horn on a lamp-post and leave my money in the rain
I’ll push my bed out of the window and take the Sorry-For-Myself Train
WOO-OO…
For why-yi ...
One foot in front of the other, I’ll walk slowly down the road
Leaving everything on the wrong place and paying nothing that I owed
I’m a mean old meany, I can’t be bothered to explain
I’m just going to the platform to take the Sorry-For-Myself Train
WOO-OO…
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11. |
The Whiteman
04:51
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A curious man walks on the road
It’s insanely dangerous but he’s not hurrying
The creases in his face look like they run deep
Could they be from smiling or from worrying
The people in their cars give him an ugly stare
But you know he’s somewhere else and he doesn’t care
AND HE DRESSES ALL IN WHITE
AND HE PICKS UP EVERYTHING IN SIGHT
THEY CALL HIM THE WHITEMAN - WOOOO
YEH THE WHITEMAN – WOOOO YEH THE WHITEMAN
And his eyelids never blink
And his skin is deadly pink
And children are told ‘Don’t look into his face
Cos he can cast a spell through the window of a car
To get you, he doesn’t have to chase you’
And people do a double take as they’re flashing by
He must be mad, he must be stupid
Does he want to die
AND HE DRESSES ALL IN WHITE
I’m not as old as I look I’ve just had a hard time
I’m not as mad as I seem, I’ve just fallen out of line
I lost my family in 1983
And since then I’ve been walking
And I’m sure someone used to love me
And his jacket is white
And his trousers are white
And his shoes are white, are white
And before his days of whiteness, yes, he used to be loved
Perhaps they took him out in the starlight
But now his occupation is weird
And people tell their children he’s a man to be feared
AND HE DRESSES ALL…
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12. |
There You'll Be
04:38
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Be by my side when I go to sleep
Dry my tears when you see me weep
Hold my hand in case I fall
Answer me when you hear me call
Wherever you go I will be with you
Wherever you lie I will be there too
Whenever you open your eyes
I will be by your side
There you’ll be close to me
Oh there you’ll be close to me
Whether I laugh or whether I cry
You will be by my side
THERE YOU’LL BE - CLOSE TO ME
THERE YOU’LL BE - CLOSE TO ME
THERE YOU’LL BE - CLOSE TO ME
YOU WILL BE BY MY SIDE
And if I hear you say my name
I want you to say it again and again
It makes me happy to see your face
You know that you make my heart race
Stay with me when my friends have gone
Show me a place where I can belong
Give me shelter when it starts to rain
Welcome me back again
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13. |
J
04:48
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Every evening she’d wait by the gate
Felt so old though she was only eight
Did he come - no, no, no
Why, oh, why did he have to go
Still she hoped he’d change his mind
Still she waited until it was time
To go to bed
Without him again
Oh daddy, you have left me
Standing with his case on the floor
Never kissed her, never more
Did she cry - no, no, no
Later the tears came with steady flow
Still she hoped the day would come
Still she longed for the rising sun
To bring to her
His footsteps on the path
His familiar laugh
His voice call her name
His arms lifting her to the sky once again
But daddy, you have left me
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14. |
So Far So Good
04:20
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I’M ON TUESDAY AND YOU’RE ON MONDAY
WELL I TELL YOU TOMORROW LOOKS OKAY TO ME
SO YOU HAVE NOTHING TO FEAR – THE WORLD’S STILL HERE
AT LEAST AS FAR AS I CAN SEE
I hope the Queen isn’t listening to this conversation
She’ll be laughing on the other side of the world
This is the second best place to live
I don’t care, I don’t want to be here
I’M ON TUESDAY…
But I might be wrong – you’ll have to trust my judgement
I’m the kind of person who calls a cow ‘Darling’
I live down Moo Lane and wonder
When I will see you - maybe next year
I’M ON TUESDAY …
SO FAR SO GOOD
The sun is out the trees are green
A bluer ocean you have never seen
Out there it’s the next day
Things have turned out okay
The deserts glow, the mountains shine
I imagine it’s always fine
Over here, it’s the day before
There’s someone tell me what’s in store ..
SO FAR SO GOOD
I’M ON TUESDAY AND YOU’RE ON MONDAY -
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annA rydeR England, UK
annA rydeR is an original and inventive singer-songwriter with a musical style which spans an array of genres. A multi-
instrumentalist with a poetic, intimate lyricism communicating her unique take on the world around her.
annA has played all over the UK and Europe, from small clubs to large festivals, and has six studio albums under her belt, featuring some of British folk's finest musicians.
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