annA rydeR's Tour with Fairport Convention '99

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Self-released live album 2001
RMCD002
7 songs by annA performed live on the Winter Tour supporting Fairport Convention 1999 - includes Sailing Boat
and the famous trumpet-and-accordion song Reckless Blues

"annA rydeR is Fairport's favourite singer/songwriter. It was a real joy listening to her perform every night on our tour" Dave Pegg

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released August 5, 1999

annA rydeR: keyboard, guitars, turmpet, vocals
Ric Sanders: violin
Gerry Conway: drums and percussion
Dave Pegg: bass
Simon Nicol: guitar
Chris Leslie: violin

Sound engineer: Rob Braviner
Editing and mastering: Mark Tucker Ibiza Studios, Devon
Production: Mark Tucker and annA rydeR
CD deisgn: Mick Toole and annA rydeR with photos by Colin Edwards

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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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Track Name: Tried And Tested (live)
I seem to be wearing second hand clothes
I seem to be driving a second hand car
I feel like I'm singing the same old songs
On the same old guitar
I feel like my body's got a second hand face
I've got a second rate job in a third rate place
And now I'm loving a second hand man
But the love we have is first hand

IT'S TRIED AND TESTED, TRIED AND TESTED
TRIED AND TESTED, IT'S TRIED AND TESTED
Yeh Yeh

Can used up love really be renewed
Can a used conversation ever end
Hand me down your treasure and trash
It can be used again
There is nothing bad about hand-me-downs
You can always change them or turn them around
And now I'm loving a second hand man
But the love we have is first hand

IT'S TRIED AND TESTED ....
Yeh Yeh
Yeh Yeh Yeh
Yeh

And now I'm sleeping in a second hand bed
Dreaming everyone else's dreams
Nothing's exactly ever the same
Never what it seems
There is nothing wrong with second takes
As long as you don't repeat your mistakes
And now I'm loving a second hand man
But the love we have is first hand


IT'S TRIED AND TESTED....

I AM A SECOND HAND WOMAN WITH A SECOND HAND LIFE
I AM A SECOND HAND WOMAN I CAN LIVE TWICE
SECOND HAND WOMAN WITH A SECOND HAND LIFE
I AM A SECOND HAND WOMAN I CAN LIVE TWICE
SECOND HAND WOMAN YEH YEH
SECOND HAND WOMAN YEH YEH YEH
A SECOND HAND WOMAN AND I
OH I CAN LIVE, I CAN LIVE
Track Name: Pockets On Fire (live)
You've got a pocketful of grime
It's been building up
And every time you look for something
You can't see what you've got
And then you get all covered in dirt
With the things you didn't know you had
Buried deep in the lining
They seem to be making you sad

With things from your children
Things from your mother
Things from your sister
Things from your lover
The things in your pockets are weighing you down
I don't see how you get around

BUT YOU CAN BE A FATHER
YOU CAN BE A BROTHER OR SON
YOU CAN BE A LOVER
BUT YOU DON'T BELONG TO ANYONE

You got paper hankies and bits of straw
And money that's out of date
You got sand from the beach and children's sweets
You carry around such weight
And the things that you keep in your pockets
Remind you of them all
You're thinking about them, thinking about them
All they have to do is call

OH I'VE GOT A SECRET DESIRE TO SET YOUR POCKETS ON FIRE
OH I'VE GOT A SECRET DESIRE

YOU CAN BE A FATHER…
BUT YOU DON'T BELONG TO ANYONE
YOU DON'T BELONG TO ANYONE
YOU DON'T BELONG TO ANYONE

You got a key for a front door
You'll never open again
And a photo of someone who changed long ago
But you couldn't tell when
You got things from yourself when you were someone else
Now when you find you're running out of time
All you've got is a pocket, a pocketful of grime

OH I'VE GOT A SECRET DESIRE TO SET YOUR POCKETS ON FIRE
OH I'VE GOT A SECRET DESIRE

Things from your children, things from your mother
Things from your sister, things from your lover
The things in your pockets are weighing you down
I don't see how you get around

BUT YOU CAN BE A FATHER
YOU CAN BE A BROTHER OR SON
YOU CAN BE A LOVER
BUT YOU DON'T BELONG TO ANYONE
YOU DON'T BELONG TO ANYONE
YOU DON'T BELONG, YOU DON'T BELONG
YOU DON'T BELONG
Track Name: Sailing Boat (live)
If I had a sailing boat
I would travel far from this place
And you can wait for me
But I would never come back
Because I've been here before

I wish to hear my boat upon the ocean
And know the sea lies just beneath my feet
I want to feel like I'm walking on water
Not running round in circles
Time and time again

Loneliness and storms and rocks
I would still carry on
And you may wait for me
But I would never return
Because I've done all that before

I wish to hear the sails catch the wind
And taste the sweetest salt upon my lips
And know for sure that I'm heading in one direction
Not running round in circles
Time and time again

To see the night all spattered with stars
And know the world is curling all around me
To see its sparkling reflection in the ocean
I could fall starwards or I could fly down
Not run round in circles until I drown

And if I had a sailing boat
Would I travel so far from this place
And would you wait for me
And would I ever return
Because I've loved you before
Track Name: Maybe Tomorrow (live)
Stars in the sky and drinks on the table
Voices find lots to talk about
Empty glasses want to be filled up
There are songs to be sung before the night is out

SONGS ARE FOR SINGING
DRINKS MAY BE FOR DRINKING
BUT I WILL LEAVE MY GLASS EMPTY TONIGHT
AND I'LL THROW THESE WORDS INTO A SKY OF STARS
AND MAYBE TOMORROW THINGS WILL BE ALRIGHT
MAYBE, MAYBE TOMORROW

Well I should not be here for I should be sleeping
Got to wake up early and get out of bed
But I can't resist just staying a little longer
I am not going to my home just yet

SONGS ARE....

When everyone's gone, we will still be here
With nothing to drink and nothing much to say
But I will sing your songs and you will sing my songs
Tomorrow doesn't matter, it's a long, long way

SONGS ARE....
SONGS ARE....
MAYBE, MAYBE TOMORROW
Track Name: Sliding Into A Dream (live)
You're a child lying in your bed
With thoughts flying round in your head
Then the homely sound of a distant train
Or the humming of an aeroplane
Or the sweeping of a passing car
Makes you feel that you really are safe
You're secure

Then you hear people talking downstairs
You don't feel worried and you don't feel scared
You hear the sound of the telephone
Somebody answers and you know you're not alone

NOW YOU'RE SLIDING, SLIDING, SLIDING INTO A DREAM
AND YOU'RE FLYING, FLYING TO A PLACE YOU WANT TO BE
In your dreams

Now I'm here lying in my bed
And thoughts of you run in my head
It's dark and starry outside
And I turn over and I close my eyes
And I wish that you were here right now
Although I feel that you are with me somehow
And I know I'm alright tonight

Then I hear someone shouting in the street
And the sound of homeward walking feet
A late night TV show
Strays into my ears as off to sleep I go

NOW I'M SLIDING, SLIDING, SLIDING INTO A DREAM
AND I'M FLYING, FLYING TO A PLACE I WANT TO BE
AND I'M THINKING OF YOU, THINKING OF YOU
ARE YOU THINKING OF ME, THINKING OF ME

Now I've always loved the railway line
The sound takes me home, it takes me back in time
And it travels with me wherever I go
It comforts me to know
People out there are moving around
There are things going on and there's life in sound
And it makes me lay my troubles aside, lay my troubles aside

And I wonder if you can hear me
Are my dreams reaching you - maybe
Can you hear them floating across to you
And can you catch them 'cos I want you to

AND I'M SLIDING, SLIDING.......

'Cos I'm thinking of you, are you thinking of me, I'm thinking of you...
Track Name: Heaps Of Metal (live)
My car's broken, my car's bust
It's a worthless pile of rust
Just when I need it, it lets me down
Now how'm I s'posed to get around?
I gotta borrow a motor and borrow some cash n'
Try to keep up with this car-world fashion
'Cos in my life I gotta have some wheels
Without my car you don't know how it feels

ALL MY LIFE ON THESE I'VE RELIED
HEAPS OF METAL WITH ENGINES INSIDE
OIL AND PETROL AND FUMES AND GLASS
CARS, CARS, THEY'RE CALLED CARS

My car's old, my car's a wreck
I wish it worked like something off Star Trek
But I pay out money for fuel and repairs
It makes me curse and it makes me swear
But sometimes I think my car is living
Born on a Friday, loving and giving
And I stroke its dashboard and speak so nice
I say please and thankyou twice

ALL MY LIFE .....
Yeh, yeh

My brakes failed on the motorway
I thought that I'd lived my last day
It swerved to the left and it swerved to the right
AA got me home that night
Well I got it fixed and paid good money
And after a while I even thought it was funny
Til one fine day it happened again
I tell ya this car's driving me round the bend

ALL MY LIFE .....
Yeh, yeh

My car's bust, my car's broke
It's a bad non-running joke
A heap of metal turning to scrap
But really I will love it
It'll be mine to covet
Yes, I'll love it when I get it back
I want my car back
On the tarmac
I want, I want my car
Track Name: Sliding Into A Dream (outro)
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