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Mrs Avery
04:07
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Mrs Avery calls, says ‘come get your boy
He’s lying in my garden like a broken toy
My girl left town she’s headed west
Mister you and me, we’ve got to clean up this mess’
I went straight over, got him in the car
Gave him black coffee, put him in the shower
Laid him in his bed like I used to do
Went back to Mrs Avery to talk it all through
Mrs Avery like stones we are thrown in the tide
Together and alone we’ll ride and roam
Til we get home
Hey Mrs Avery. I’m sorry to say
Looks like my boy got carried away
It aint been easy for us on our own
When there’s a part of the heart not fully grown
Hey Mrs Avery, I’m not sorry to say
Looks like my breath is getting taken away
It can’t be easy for you on your own
When there’s a part of the heart not fully grown
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Tyburn Tree
03:47
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Tyburn Tree
I was walking through London just yesterday
Past the arches of marble down by Park Lane
Saw a crowd of good people all gathered around
And three helpless wretches they dragged on the ground
I spoke to a tall man in the midst of the crowd
And then I asked why the mob ran around
He told me – we got us three thieves on the deck
Gonna take to the lamppost and hang their poor necks
When the wind turns the blood churns
Under Tyburn’s tree
But what did they steal, I asked him again
To turn you to wolves on your fellow men
My house and my work, my savings, my wings
And all through the country they stole everything
But should we murder and put to the sword?
Bully and harass, condemn and contort?
To resemble these bastards would make us the same
They should live in the shade of our contempt and our blame
So let them walk past you with eyes looking down
These kings of sandcastles that washed to the ground
Let them find work in the poor part of town
On reckoning day they’re all Hades bound
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Deportees
05:16
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Factory
02:11
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Tightrope
03:01
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Tightrope
I’ve got the shivers, I’ve got the shakes
Wake up in the night
Feel like I’m drowning in a lake
I’m on a tightrope
Sharks on the left, snakes on the right
It’s cold, this tunnel I’m in
Got no chink of light, so dark
I’m on a tightrope
Just a little gust of wind
Is gonna blow me over
Just a little push, one little shove
Took me off the tightrope
You give me balance, you give me hope
You keep me walking
On this tightrope
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North Country Blues
04:43
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Stag Night
03:27
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Stag Night
Into the Bugle at seven o clock
There at the bar is a forty strong shock
Swaggering scoundrels like rooks on a wire
Mouths hanging open for the drinker’s choir
Give me brandy and dry
Give me whisky or rye
Give me all courage best
Unholy water be blessed
Had gin in the Crown, rum in the Lion
Beer in the Bell, something to get high on
If I get sick it leaves more room
Out of the way boys, here comes the groom
If I’m late for the wedding they’ve planned for a lynching
Might as well join the French foreign legion
Better not stop, I better not falter
Best I can hope is drunk at the altar
Careless or mad, maybe in love
All of these things but I’m happy enough
Married tomorrow, that’s what they say
If I survive to the end of this day
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Brixton Hill
02:06
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Brixton Hill
It doesn’t get any better than this
Brixton Hill looking for a kiss
With every step my smile grows wide
Knowing that soon I’ll be inside
Walking up Brixton Hill, catching myself a thrill
Blood is dancing in my veins
Like a horse I need the reins
Hunger, hunger, deep and strange
Infects me now that I’m in range
My baby lives on Brixton Hill
I’m heading for her room
My lady lives on Brixton Hill
I’m gonna be there soon
Now I’m there and she’s so fine
Like some grape that’s on the vine
Sweet it feels to be within
Your room, your arms, your lips, your swing
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Slip Away Gently
03:01
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I’ll slip away gently
So you won’t resent me
I won’t turn on the light
Gone before morn
And the first rays of dawn Like a thief in the night
Oh love my life
Never knew you would be someone else’s
I took you for granted
I was enchanted
I was lost in your charms
That’s no excuse
What’s the use
When you’re in someone else’s arms
Oh love my life
Never knew you would be someone else’s
I’ll try to forget
We ever met
That’s the best I can do
But if he ever hurts
Or deserts
I’ll be waiting for you
Oh love my life
Never knew you would be someone else’s
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My Side Of The Bed
03:34
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My Side of the Bed
I know every grain of cotton on the sheets beneath my head
I know every plain and prairie of the mattress on this bed
I know every little story the pillow here can tell
I know my side of the bed very well
There’s a silent wall between us when you turn out the light
So I watch the shadows flicker by the street lamp here at night
If I accidentally touch you, your body turns away
So I watch stars grow dimmer, hear things I can’t say
I wish that you’d come over to my side of the bed
I wish that you’d put down that book and hold me instead
Over on my side of the bed
Oh love hold on, oh love be strong
Keep the embers burning
Even low
There’s a tiny little leaving that wasn’t there before
There’s a little cigarette burn below me on the floor
And unless you’ve started smoking or dyed your brown hair red
Someone else is sleeping on my side of the bed
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Leaving in the Morning
02:48
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Leaving in the Morning
If you’re leaving in the morning for adventures far and wide
The place that you were born in will be on your side
You can wander the world, you can live and learn
But you’ll return
If you’re searching for the reasons, for the freedoms, for the peace
If you’re climbing rocky mountains where all the clamour will cease
Take a blessing from the ones who will always care
And be there
Fare thee well, fare thee well, sail across the sea
Fare thee well, fare thee well, be safe in grace, be free
As the seas flow and the winds blow and the years go to the face
All the searchers and the exiles will find their resting place
Let it be where the love is always strong
Where they come from
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12. |
Barratt’s Privateers
04:38
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Phil ‘Swill’ Odgers London, UK
Phil ‘Swill’ Odgers is singer and a songwriter with legendary UK folk rebel rockers The Men They Couldn’t Hang. He is also a
solo artist in his own right.
Audiences around the world from Cairo to Reykjavik, Brisbane to Vancouver and Berlin to London have submitted to his effervescent and heartfelt vocal style in stadium, theatre, hall and after hours lock in.
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Phil ‘Swill’ Odgers recommends:
Ring The Blues EP
by The Men They Couldn't Hang
The 3rd in a rolling series of digital EP’s from The Men They Couldn't Hang! Track List: Ring The Blues One More Whiskey Ring The Blues Demo Telegram Sam All proceeds go to the TMTCH album fund.
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Campfire Songs
by Naomi Bedford, Paul Simmonds and the Campfire Ensemble
Paul Simmonds from The Men They Couldn't Hang and his partner Naomi Bedford making modern and traditional folk music together
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Australia's very own Mick Thomas - always a sure thing!
go to albumIf you like Tightrope, you may also like:
Shun Fame
by The Men They Couldn't Hang
supported by 73 fans who also own “Tightrope”
What a tribute, I haven’t the words to say how this group have been the soundtrack to my life, through good and bad. Anything that helps is the least I can do, missed dearly.
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Broadway Melodies (A collection of B Sides and Unreleased Tracks
by The Men They Couldn't Hang
supported by 57 fans who also own “Tightrope”
Another great collection of tunes from the evergreen TMTCH, I'm sure a few will be rolled out over the course of next year's 40th anniversary celebrations. Great to hear Paul taking lead on a couple of tunes, Swill's songs as superb as ever and to round it off with Cush's most vitriol-filled song - and a stonewall classic at that - is just perfect.
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The Edge of the Land
by Katie Spencer
Spencer's indie folk sophomore album was recorded live in the studio over the course of two days.
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