1. |
Bound To Go
04:14
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Bound To Go
Take me by the hand and lead me
far off to the land where you belong
Show me to a vision where you made a bold incision on my song
Stand before the golden door
And tell me if you stood there once before
You see I’m lonely and I wonder where I came from
and to where I’m bound to go
Stumble through the ruined rubble
wasting there so humble but yet glowing
Reap the soil of wastelands as the painters sleep
while pasting in your knowing
Find the shackles burning
On the withered souls still learning of their minds
Each time I’m lonely then I wonder where I came from
and to where I’m bound to go
What misfortunes lead your hastened worry
when your whisper murmurs slowly
Sweetly as the moonlight tingle-jingles
to the strangers eyes for warning
Lightly trips two stealing slippers
Sliding on a carpet velvet warm
For when I’m lonely I may wonder where I came from
and to where I’m bound to go
As the melodies will linger tenderly in shadows that you’re holding
Peer into the shroud beyond the fragrance
you remembered from your scolding
Softly sleeps the Princess
As you skip on by her tower to your fold
And tell me kindly why I wonder where I came from
and to where I’m bound to go
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2. |
I'm Your Guy
03:37
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I’m Your Guy
Can’t buy you furs and satins, give you weekends in Manhattan
Or a carat diamond ring from DeBeers
Can’t buy emeralds or rubies, a new cream coloured Mazarutti
Or nice gold earrings for your ears
But I can give you a smile when you’re angry, a little tickle when you’re mad
A squeeze just for being friendly, some understanding when you’re sad
I got a fresh rose for your table, the best lovin’ you ever had
Now ain’t you glad, that I’m our guy
Don’t have a sailboat for the weekend, a lodge in Jasper just for skiing
No fancy health club membership key
Don’t have a video recorder, a brand new chesterfield suite for you
Don’t even have a black and white t.v.
But I got a long walk in the moonlight when you find that you can’t sleep
I make you supper in the evening, maybe even rub your feet
And I always do remember to put the lid down on the seat
Don’t you think it’s neat that I’m your guy
This ain’t no Robert Redford profile, pearl white Michael Jackson smile
No Arnold Schwarzenegger-like physique
I got no stocks of bonds or mining futures, a microwave or a home computer
Or a string of pearls to make you look unique
But I try and visit with your family every second month or so
And you know I think you’re pretty ‘cause I always tell you so
And when you really need attention I try and love you extra slow
By now you know, that I’m your guy
I know I hardly ever take you dancin’ to four-star restaurants for romancing
No journeys off to Honolulu
No silk nightgowns or visa card, a picket fence or a second car
I don’t really seem to have too much for you
But I don’t get drunk and beat your body, you hardly ever hear me swear
And I sing those songs that I wrote for you just to show I really care
I could run into a perfect ten and though I might want to stop and stare
You know I wouldn’t dare, as long as you were there, ‘cause I’m your guy
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3. |
Sandra
03:32
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Sandra
She came from the lowlands
In the month of the fall
With her dowry of nothing but love
For the lowlands hold nothing
The highlands contain
And this was her first trip above
But she traveled so surely
So set in her ways
For she dreamed of the hills as her home
And her name it was Sandra
Her age it was nine
And the lowlands had left her alone
Then onto a farmland
She did happen to stray
Though her shoes they were ragged and torn
Yet the hard working couple
Were seeking a child
And young Sandra was seeking a home
Then the wife of the farmer
Fell to her and wept
And the child did give also to cry
And she soon was their daughter
And she lived on their farm
‘Tween the lands of the low and the high
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4. |
The First Gardenia
04:05
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The First Gardenia
I know that angels sing and what sorrow love can bring
These things are taught to me by folks like you who help me see
That each journey has it’s end and just as soon begins again
You’re goin’ home much too soon that first gardenia’s just in bloom
But I know you got a home back north to go to
A family that’ll be there when you land
Just hold on girl ‘till April ‘till the
Snow has left that Maple Leaf
And you can see those prairies once again
Full moon reachin’ for the night just o’er the hill with all its might
Becomes a streetlight in the sky for songs we sing of days gone by
You’ve been my home you’ve brought me songs, a feeling that I might belong
Oh how I’ll hate to leave this land the ocean breeze that endless sand
Those lovely treetop flyers who have been my midnight choir
And the natives with their lovely eyes that somehow make you realize
Just why the sun is always here, I love you all, and if I dared
I’d let you know most every day, I wish that we could really stay
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5. |
A Shade of Reason
05:25
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A Shade Of Reason
While a mist was on a damp and softly cobbled street alone
A young man quickly hurried by in haste to reach his home
But as he passed an aged door a sight beheld his eye
For a young girl there was shivering, and crying
He paused, but only briefly and then turned to take her hand
As he noticed that she was with child and asked,
“Where is your man?”
She said, “I am a wayward girl, unwed, without a home.”
So he gave his coat to warm her from the cold.
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,
Then taking her into his home, a small but quiet room
He fed her soup to warm her and the child within her womb
“How long before the baby comes?”, she said, “Most any day.”
“It’s too cold outside the window, you’d better stay.”
And as he shunned her meek protest her eyes began to close
The weariness of waking hours at last began to show
He laid her in his own soft bed as gently as he dare
And he stayed the night beside her, in a chair
And even as his eyes did close the morning air did yawn
The girl did waken from the rays of an early searching sun
Her eyes gazed on his body but they could not reach his mind
For the reasons of a good man, are hard to find
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, baby’s dreamin’
Through the days that ventured slowly he did treat her as his own
He did not even know her name or where she had come from
For seldom did she ever speak, so shy but unafraid
Then she screamed in pain one evening, ‘twas the babe
He took her to the hospital, they wheeled her through the door
For fourteen lonely troubled hours he tensely paced the floor
Then a nurse said, “It’s an eight pound boy, the mother’s doing fine
and the baby’s doing well sir, and crying”
He tiptoed through the doorway where the girl lay with her child
He did not step into her view, for he saw she wore a smile
He knew that she’d be happy now, her son would make her strong
With a soft prayer and a teardrop, he was gone
And sometimes as he’s standing on a cobbled street alone
He thinks about a wayward girl he once had taken home
Will she recall the moments that he nursed her faithfully?
Will her mind think of the sorrow, and me
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, baby’s dreamin’
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6. |
Isle of Never
04:19
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Isle of Never
In the years of my youth when I chanced for to stray
In search of my fortune from Wonderment Bay
As I set on my journey not knowing my way
In my mind was a vision of longing
With my duffel of dreamings and wallet of fears
I set sail for my Isle of Never
After decades of voyage through hardships and pain
Passing by from the swelling of Neptune’s domain
I was cursed by a storm of dimensioned unnamed
And my float I tried valiantly saving
I was soon overcome by the wake of the waves
Nearly ending my Isle of Never
Through the gloom and the smoke and the fog crashing down
I was tossed from the bridge through the breakage of sound
And in falling to nowhere I struck to the ground
I could not understand where it came from
In the heart of the ocean, uncharted, unclaimed
Could I be at my Isle of Never
I was close to my dying but later survived
And I set out in search of another alive
One to walk with, or swim with, or even to fly
I was left all alone ‘neath a rainbow
And the sun through the clouds set the jungle a-fire
So majestic, my Isle of Never
There was beauty in everything, truth unforeseen
From the coral still breaking the hard angry sea
To the mountain, a summit my eyes could not see
And the radiant colours unnumbered
There was fruit in abundance on trees of the land
So fulfilling, my Isle of Never
And I fell to my knees and I worshipped the soil
Vowing ever to harbour amidst my own toil
And I promised myself that the land would not spoil
I would change nothing, nothing would change me
I was part of this vision and it part of me
Here I was on my Isle of Never
As the years soon adjourned and I prospered within
Finding hope for the future, my past growing dim
My abode was the mountain, my dwelling its rim
And from there I could see all the glory
Here the new me was born and the old one would die
How I loved my Isle of Never
Then in dawn of a living my sun settled down
As I lay on the rim of the mountain I’d found
And I watched on the waters still lapping their sound
My lifeblood began in its ebbing
And my eyes softly closed and my breath slowly waned
There I died on my Isle of Never
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7. |
Some Kind of Hypocrite
04:39
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Some Kind of Hypocrite
I wish I was drunk, as drunk as a skunk,
on the side of the road
Sweet smellin’ striped tuxedo movin’ ever so slow
He seems so unique lyin’ there on the street,
but he’s getting’ too old
To remember if he ever knew how to do his tie in a bow
I’m some kind of hypocrite, the more that I think of it,
the more I’m ashamed
I sing, “Sweet Jesus”, ooh, I love the sound of his name
It’s good to get stoned on what you grow on your own
when you’re out on the farm
A little bit of thc never did you no harm
It’s nice to get high, always helps you get by
when there’s not much to do
Just lay back, play a whole lot of pretty good tunes
I tried me some coke, it sort of made me go broke,
didn’t leave me dime
But my sinuses cleared and I had a good time
You gotta beware, better take care, don’t go catching a cold
Each sneeze costs more than forty-seven dollars a blow, (oh no)
You gotta like sex, I say what the heck,
always have a good time
Late nights with that sweet little lady of mine
I know it’s a sin to live the way that we’ve been,
sort of danglin’ the string
I got no knot, she got no diamond ring, (pretty thing)
There’s always a war, it’s getting’ me bored,
can’t you see it’s the end
Forget about who gonna lose, who gonna win?
It’s not very smart to blow each other apart,
some politician can say
“Gee kids, we got just a little carried away”, (hey, hey)
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8. |
Horizon
03:46
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Horizon
How many hours must I walk in the shadows
Not turning my head ‘round to see if I’m followed
Not knowing the reasons why all this is questioned
Still somehow I know that although it’s not mentioned
There’s someone I can’t see who walks there beside me
And if I’d allow they’d be somewhere inside me
Felt something so strong as I happened upon you
Just stopped for a moment, such a feeling came from you
And I want to stay with you, take me away with you just for awhile
And I want to pray with you all of the way to your home in the sky
I know when you died you were younger than I am
So pure and so humble, a life made for loving
You showed me the doorway and held it wide open
The light shining through from the words that were spoken
I know you’d forgive me, it’s there for the asking
But wishing alone here cannot make it happen
This life that I’m living brings all kinds of sorrow
But I’m turning around now, I’ll be home tomorrow
I’d sure like to know you through some understanding
Of love and devotion, it’s all so demanding
But I’ve seen your children, you spoke to me through them
Put new life within me, showed me what I could do and I’m
Much closer now can’t you feel that I’m trying
To be as you want me, I’m so close to crying
I’m now writing songs of the love you have for us
You gave me the words and the tunes and the chorus
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9. |
Once of a Pattern
04:22
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Once of a Pattern
I remember once to days as a child, of a frolic alone to a stream
With silent fascination on a wounded dying bird
a helpless but courageous young being
For who but a child would sense ‘naught of guilt
and do homage to nature divine
While brushing a tear out of pity in the rain
Could quietly kill him and then suffer the pain
and then run to his mother and cry, and he cried
And once as a boy if I serve my recall
in an angry and foolish young way
To argue and conquer a true friend for long
caused a battle of which he must pay
For in matching his sorrow against a true tie
as sudden the start came the end
For only a young boy who seems to know all
Can repute at his anger, despise his own fall
and can stretch out his hand to a friend, to his friend
And young men are wise so they tell us each day,
I remember of being that kind
With all as their servant to bow at their knees
with the world of their knowledge sublime
But young men can weaken far swifter than most
by the turn of a young woman’s eye
And from kings who have reigned and have conquered all foes
Who have scarred tens of thousands, left widows to morn
but in the arms of a young girl they cry, and they lie
And now as a grown man, in body not soul,
for the soul ages slowly over time
Having been through my visions, my dreams and my prayers
and the memories we’ve all left behind
But what of an elder, would all this be lost
would the past seem to fade from his mind
For who could foretell of an elderly man
When the life of a child, still unlived, still unplanned
Was helping a young bird to die, and he died
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10. |
A Masterful Conspiracy
03:10
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A Masterful Conspiracy
The moon still shone at a quarter of dawn
When Sorley made it back from the jungle
But some rat squealed, the plan got peeled
And the telephone made everyone mumble
Was almost one when the job got done
No one saw him slip from the room
But Draco smiled with those evil eyes
And Satan howlin’ out at the moon
Sorley did a number in the thirties
Spent some time in prison down and dirty
Draco tried to set him free,
A masterful conspiracy
A foolproof alibi, (don’t look at me)
‘Cause you’re never gonna hang that rope on me
An elegant score, about a hundred or more
The odds were that they’d never be found
Then Draco turned and Sorley learned
To memorize the faces around him
Come back stage, it was a hell of a rage
You could see them do it there in the hall
It just can’t wait, was the hand of fate
And money never really mattered at all
Sorley did a number in the thirties
Spent some time in prison down and dirty
Now he has his memories
Of all the things he meant to be
And never was, (don’t look at me)
‘Cause you’re never gonna hang that rope on me
Now legend tells how Sorley fell
In a dungeon full of pirates and thieves
Said don’t look back to the point of attack
If religion’s really what you believe in
Such a masterful conspiracy
Could have worked, but somebody lied
Just one rule, it’s a bottle of booze
And a mystery that nobody died
Someone said that Draco’s back in town
And no one wants to lay their weapons down
Sorley’s suspect number one
And he’s accusing everyone
You made that rope a shade too long for me
And surely now old Satan’s set him free
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11. |
The Slide
03:59
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The Slide
Early on one Friday morn in the town of Aberfan
Where children played and miners slaved their tired and weary hands
Two hundred young had left their homes to learn their eager minds
And as they smiled of days to come two million tons came down
And even all the warnings
Could never save their lives
Why did we send our children
To die beneath the slide
One hundred years the mountain loomed a killer cold and still
Could man not see his fate to be one day that slide would kill
They felt the fear but all their calls were cast aside to die
And as the slide came rumbling down they wept and wondered why
And lying in their tomb of coal the children’s silent cries
While worried fathers side by side would fling the slag aside
And as they pulled the bodies free so climbs the soaring toll
A miner finds his broken son and cries for evermore
And after seven sorrow days a tear in every home
For as they died they were returned beneath the blackened coal
And as we stand and wonder why we did not heed their call
Oh can’t we see that soon again another slide may fall
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12. |
Ode To An Island
05:45
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Ode To An Island
‘Twas an island of rainbows as the morn stretched in yawning
While the waves silent ripples brought the glow of the dawning
And the lawn was made from summer blades
still twinkling from the dewfall
As a ray of sunlight kissed them all the ecstasy they knew of
Made them shiver in excitement of delusions of the morning
But the virgin hour was waning as a breath of life was forming
On an island of rainbows of love
Then a tender eye would sparkle to anticipate a reason
For to jump into the open and then run beneath the trees and
Then to lay before the sunlight and to worship all the glory
Of the visions deep in grandeur cast on alters fed from worry
That a cloud might mar the picture in a pastel shade of dreaming
On a canvas of a summer wind and framed within the trees
Upon an island of rainbows of love
In a scene of flowered beauty a mirage in desert shadows
As the prey of stronger moments
seems to seep out from the gallows
Of a cascade form of caverns from the womb of Mother Nature
As her arms seek out enfolding all the warm still not recaptured
As a war in torment raging near across the silkened waters
But the sound is ever silent for the wars are all forgotten
On an island of rainbows of love
Then the leaves softly rustled in a sigh faintly calling
For to freshen a weeping and to cushion their falling
To a down of mossy fragrance sheltered only by a shadow
Where they rested in a dreaming of today but not tomorrow
For the beauty is prevailing o’er the wrong and the evil
As the past is honed and withered where a lesser love was feeble
To an island of rainbows of love
And the sun traveled slowly through a haven of kindness
From the soft glowing radiance that may still cure mens’ blindness
From the blue sky a’smilin’ to the soft waters foaming
And a thought hovered slightly from the ebb of the morning
When the minds of the weary would relax all the worry
And remember the good times and the now dormant glory
Of an island of rainbows of love
On an island of rainbows by the roll of the water
Mother Nature is waiting as I gaze on her daughter
For her shy but flowing wisdom tends to carry me in motion
And I know I’m almost crazy with my longing and devotion
For I now can find a freedom in the sparkle of the colour
Of the rainbow from the heavens who will watch me as I love her
On an island of rainbows of love
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Roland Digh British Columbia
A British writer now living on Vancouver Island. Loves writing songs in different genres and hearing them through other artists. After playing on six continents in some fifty-eight countries he is settling down to write another album.
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