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Singer of the Street
03:13
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Singer of the Street
When I was a normal working man
I felt my life drifting like the sand
I was still young, the world lay at my feet
Aha, I said to me, be a singer of the street!
Singer, singer, singer of the the street
Singer, singer, singer of the the street
When I sailed the channel cross to France
People on the street began to dance
I’d pennies in my pocket, now if you please
Aha, I said to me, it is a life of ease!
Now I am a family man
I’ve taken to the road in a motor-caravan
Three children, three cats, no dog, my lovely lady-mine
Aha, I say to me, today, I’m feeling fine!
Time ago, this story did begin
Rich or poor, I always sing
If you like to know the message, to you I have to say
Aha, there is no message, I live from day to day!
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2. |
Sing Cuccu
04:12
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Sing Cuccu
Summer is a-cumming in
Loud sing cuccu
Groweth sed and bloweth med
Springeth the wood anew
Cuccu, cuccu well sings the cuccu
Ne swik thu naver nu
Sing cuccu, nu sing cuccu
Sing cuccu, sing cuccu nu
Yave bleteth after lamb
Loueth calve ku
Bulluck sterteth, bucke verteth
Murrie sing cuccu
Cuccu, cuccu well sings the cuccu
Ne swik thu naver nu
Sing cuccu, nu sing cuccu
Sing cuccu, sing cuccu nu
Summer is a-cummin in
Loud sing cuccu
Groweth sed and bloweth med
Springeth the wood anew
Cuccu, cuccu well sings the cuccu
Ne swik thu naver nu
Sing cuccu, nu sing cuccu
Sing cuccu, sing cuccu nu
Summer is a-cummin in, sing cuccu
Summer is a-cummin in, sing cuccu
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3. |
In the Day of a Life
04:04
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In The Day Of A Life
In the day of a life of a man on the road
It goes up and it goes down
It goes along, it goes around.
Always moving, never stable
In my book of a dream.
Whim of weather, mood of season
Hour of day, the wind, the wind and rain.
As we were thin and they were full,
We ran much faster, we reached our goal.
Vomiting insults don’t touch a fool.
The scourging of our souls passed
For many miles.
Along the knife-edge by the skin of your teeth
Hold to reality yet while you breath.
Of security, there is one truth -
We all were born and there is one
There is one death!
To the mountain are many ways
Choose your own and hope to stay
On the path of your own will
Governed by God through good or ill.
As little children you shall be
Live for the day you can be free!
On the path of your own will
Governed by God through good, through good and ill.
They say the past is dead and gone
The soul of Viking lives on and on
Set deep and acheing in my veins
The song is calling again and again
The song is calling again and again
The song is calling again and again!
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4. |
New Town Feeling
05:04
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New Town Feeling
Today I’m going to find a brand new town
I’m going to earn my livung
I’m going hunting for the wildest dreams
That make this life worth living
My restless blood threw me out of bed
A little voice said „stay at home“, instead
I got in my car, I drove away
I’d a new-town feeling today!
New town, new town feeling today
New town, new town feeling today
I’m just as crazy as I used to be
I thank my stars it’s stayed this way
My face is shaved and my boots are clean
I feel as good as I’ve ever been
I find my café and I call it home
I buy my coffee and ten minutes time
Out on the street it is crazy today
Everyone‘s come, I wish the go away!
I close my eyes, I dream of my songs
The young man came, he tried to poke fun
Children came with money of their mothers
And the little ones stood stuck to the ground
Rain-clouds pass me by to the north
The people are listening gently
I feel at home as in any town
The money’s not much but it’s plenty, plenty!
Time will pass like a ship in the sea
People go home, it’s only me
In an empty street with the moon in the sky
In a lonely street with the moon in the sky
My restless blood threw me out of bed
A little voice said „stay at home“, instead
I got in my car and I drove away
I’d a new town feeling today, today, today, today!
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5. |
When the Bell tolls
03:11
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When The Bell Tolls
How long will the river flow into the sea?
How long will the cherry grow ripe on the tree?
The flower in the springtime will flourish and grow
The seed in the winter lies under the snow
How long will the babe suckle milk from the breast?
How long will the young ones remain in the nest?
And when the bell tolls, then ask not for whom
Then it tolls every day for me and for you
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6. |
The Begging Song
03:42
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The Begging Song
Of all the trades in our hard times
The Begging is the best
For when a beggar's tired
He'll sit him down and rest
Well, I've been poor in Heidelberg
I've been poor in Bonn
Oh, rich enough to earn my living
From a simple song
I don't rise at half past five
To earn my daily bread
From the singing on the streets, I do
It's enough, I can be fed
I don't live in luxury
Or drive a very fast car
No holidays in Spain for me
Or on the Riviera
I don't know the tax-man
Hope he don't know me!
For what I earn is beggar's bread
And that belongs to me
A shilling in my pocket
Is worth it's weight in gold
For I have it in my hand
And I will not let it go!
I don't get no good reviews
No critics come to see me
The only VIPs I know
Are the good old men in green
“Excuse me sir, do you know
You can't be singing here
Those records that I see as well
They're not allowed, I fear”
There are other places
And of course you must move on
'Cos in my trade, you cannot dream
To settle in one town
The world is at my finger tips
People are telling me
But every time I try to grasp
It slips away from me!
The Begging is the best of trades
I really can't complain
Twenty years have gone since I began
To sing in sun and rain
Oh, I will rest when I am tired
And I heed no master's bell
A man would be daft to be a king
When a beggar lives so well!
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7. |
Messing around
03:19
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8. |
Streetsinger
03:19
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Streetsinger
In sunny Spain and cold England, there's a streetsinger
Timbuktu and Samarkand, a streetsinger
His music started long ago
It's the oldest trade, but one, you know
Steetsinger sing me a song
Of where you've been and what you've done
Ways of the world, right and wrong
Streetsinger sing me a song!
Guitar in hand, a drum on his back, the Streetsinger
Money that he earns he throws in a sack. Streetsinger
From his looks you think he might be poor
His energy keeps the wolf from the door
In summer last year, you saw this man, streetsinger
Playing in the street in your holiday town, streetsinger
Now winter's come, he's wandered north
The new-born year will turn him south
Day-in, day-out he sings his songs, streetsinger
Doesn't take a break, he must go on, streetsinger
He tours the towns from summer to spring
Doesn't always need the money, he needs to sing
His cold, cold hands work in the snow, streetsinger
Throw some money, away you go, to the Streetsinger
You might wonder why he lives this way
As you pass him on a cold, cold day
But you might not think and you might not care
He could be living anywhere
Steetsinger sing me a song
Of where you've been and what you've done
Ways of the world, right and wrong
Streetsinger sing me a song!
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9. |
Old Tree
05:23
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10. |
No Future
03:56
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11. |
The Lord's Prayer
04:06
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The Lord’s Prayer
Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name;
Thy kingdom come;
Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread;
Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive them the trespass against us;
Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
For Thyn is the kingdom, the power and the glory
Ever and ever Amen
For Thyn is the kingdom, the power and the glory
Ever and ever Amen
For Thyn is the kingdom, the power and the glory
Ever and ever Amen
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12. |
The Friend
03:26
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The Friend
You are the friend who came to stay
You are the friend who came this day
Bearing the lily-white on your breast
Bearing the lily-white flower of the field
You are the friend who asked me for bread
I gave you a stone, the street for your bed
Tiny children played by your side
Under the moon and the stars in the night
You are the friend who came to stay
You are the friend who came this day
Bearing the lily-white on your breast
Bearing the lily-white flower of the field
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Julia & Chris Simmance Aix En Provence, France
Dear Music-Friends,
We are happy to tell you, that we are out there again, on the streets of South of
France !
Hopefully rather sooner than later we will also add some new recordings on our site here.
Greetings and till then,
Julia and Chris
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