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S.W.A.L.K
03:51
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This past year has been a mess
And I’ve kept every single note that I’ve been sent
‘Cause in the absence of arms and hearts
Words are all we’ve got left
And it’s something substantial to touch
‘Cause these small screens sometimes just simply aren’t enough
And they remind me I’m not so far
From all the people that I love
Well, I don’t like calls but I’ll do letters
Words from friends make me feel better
Lift me when it’s all getting too hard
And I’m sorry for my slow replying
Some days I just feel like crying
It’s not that I just simply can’t be arsed
To keep up with the people that we miss
The internet’s all well and good
But you can’t seal an email with a loving kiss
So hold out and hold on
‘Cause one day we’ll be back together
Smiling as we sing our favourite songs
It’s been too long
But we’ve got to keep fighting
Even when it seems like everything’s gone wrong
This past year’s been pretty hard
But I’ve found solace these words and this guitar
And now that light at the end of the tunnel
Doesn’t seem quite so far
But I’ll keep on gathering these notes
‘Cause some days they’re all that’s keeping me a float
And when there’s nothing else too look forward to
There’s always the post
Well, I don’t like calls but I’ll do letters
Words from friends make me feel better
Lift me when it’s all getting too hard
And I’m sorry for my slow replying
Some days I just feel like crying
It’s not that I just simply can’t be arsed
To keep up with the people that we miss
The internet’s all well and good
But you can’t seal an email with a loving kiss
So hold out and hold on
Cause someday we’ll be back together smiling as we sing our favourite songs
It’s been too long
But we’ve gotta keep fighting even when it seems like everything’s gone wrong
And I’ll see you down the front
Just as soon as it is safe
I’ll be back out there with my mates
Singing songs and getting pissed
Just being happy to exist
But until then just take this note
I’ll put it in an envelope
For all the people that I miss
I’ll sign my name and seal it with a loving kiss
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Sea To Shining Sea
03:42
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They’re storming the Capitol
They’re staging a coup
Wind up your windows sir
Because this one’s on you
The fascists are flying now
They’re flying the flag
Their very own swastika
For their very own land
And they talk of freedom
Like it’s something they’ve lost
It only happened last century
But it seems they forgot
You wanted a riot
And they answered the call
Now they’re storming the Capitol
And they’re dressed for war
But they’ll make America great again
They’ll cheer the land of the free
While those that built it look on in shame
From sea to shining sea
They can see Lady Liberty
And they just watch as she weeps
But they’ll make America great again
They’ll make America grieve
Dressed up in Civil War t-shirts
Stars and stripes in their eyes
Holding tight to the mantra
Sold propaganda and lies
They carry hammers and zip ties
They’ve got their feet on the desk
I violent act of sedition
But isn’t that what you said?
There are people fleeing the Senate
Carried between them a box
A simple thing in the making
A precious thing to me lost
Not just the fate of a country
Perhaps the fate of the world
A democracy rescued
Just before it could be burned
But they’ll make America great again
They’ll cheer the land of the free
While those that built it look on in shame
From sea to shining sea
They can see Lady Liberty
And they just watch as she weeps
But they’ll make America great again
They’ll make America grieve
And as the movie’s playing out across their TV screens
The rest of the world’s looking on in disbelief
As that old familiar serpent bares its teeth
People fought so in this house that flag would never fly
Now you’re fighting a campaign you’ve built on hate and lies
And they’re crying out your name as the country weeps
But they’ll make America great again
They’ll cheer the land of the free
While those that built it look on in shame
From sea to shining sea
They can see Lady Liberty
They watch her fall to her knees
But they’ll make America great again
They’ll make America grieve
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Drink Up Your Whiskey
04:14
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It's bitter cold down by the river
And the backstreets are teaming with life
You offered up all you could give her
Now her ghost walks the streets by your side
A half hidden face in the doorway
Or lost to the rush of the crowd
Now walking the path we must all take
Her answers to never be found
Chorus:
So drink up your whiskey my friend
I've seen this before and I know how it ends
I'll carry you home and my shoulder I'll lend
So drink up your whiskey my friend
The voices all lost to the darkness
As you push through the crowds who stood there
A place full of the cruel and the heartless
She just needed somebody to care
Now you're drowning yourself at the bottom
Of a bottle amongst all the dregs
Those faces that can't be forgotten
Now swimming round inside your head
Chorus
Now all of the earth's been raked over
And all of the seas have been swept
You made it your mission to know her
To save her and whatever's left
Now these streets are a painful reminder
Of the answers that couldn't be found
And the only place now you might find them
Is buried six feet underground
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Bella Ciao
04:02
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There's a bar at the end of the world where we'll meet when it's over
There's a light at the end of the tunnel you're heading towards
Know that every week passed means that you are another week closer
To when you'll sing and you'll dance and you'll laugh and you'll smile like before
For now that door has been closed and you're left all alone with your feelings
You've got time to get back on track but you've never known how
I can offer a song if it helps in the fight with your demons
Well, I know it's not much but it's all that I'm good for right now
And if you just hold on then I'll try and help figure it out
With the same four chords and this knackered guitar
With a pint in my hand and a seat at the bar
I'll be waiting when you get there
With these open arms and a seat by my side
With a hand you can hold and a safe place to hide
I'll be waiting when you get there
There's a bar at the end of the world where we'll meet when it's over
There's a scratched up old record that plays the same line on repeat
And it's hard to keep fighting the pull though you don't want to go there
As you slowly get dragged back on to that same old dead end street
There's a hand in the dark that'll guide you if only you take it
Some wise words to be heard even over the roar of the crowd
I can offer a song if it helps you believe you can make it
Well, I know it's not much but it's all that I'm good for right now
With the same four chords and this knackered guitar
With a pint in my hand and a seat at the bar
I'll be waiting when you get there
With these open arms and a seat by my side
With a hand you can hold and a safe place to hide
I'll be waiting when you get there
If you need me to be
There's a bar at the end of the world where we'll
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Cold Grey English Skies
03:36
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No Mans Land
05:50
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I met you in no mans land
A war I didn’t understand
You smiled at me and took my hand
And then you lead me on
We walked through trenches filled with mud
Through rolls of barbed-wire stained with blood
Past young me cowering where they stood
Who just a quick were gone
The guns and shells not your concern
You’re cursed to let the fires burn
And wonder if we’ll ever learn
As we just prove to you we won’t
And as I watched you walking there
Your face the picture of despair
I wondered if you’re doomed to care
‘Cause it must seem to you we don’t
And as the sun sets on the battlefield
And the moon rises in its stead
There stands a lonely, hooded figure
And he gently bows his head
I’ve traced your steps through burning streets
Rubble falling at our feet
Mothers cried and children screamed
And bombs rained from the sky
And as the artist took his knife
All of his colours drained of life
Rendered the scene in black and white
He didn’t see you stood behind
And as the sun sets on the battlefield
And the moon rises in its stead
There stands a lonely, hooded figure
And he gently bows his head
I’ve followed you ‘cross land and sea
Seen all the pain there is to see
You go to offer them reprieve
The only certainty we share
And as I watch you standing there
Your face the picture of despair
I hope that you’re not doomed to care
‘Cause that’d be too much to bare
And as the sun sets on the battlefield
And the moon rises in its stead
There stands a lonely, hooded figure
And he gently bows his head
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Written by Headsticks
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If home is where the heart is then my home moves ‘round a lot
From the cities to the campfires to the little town where I grew up
No matter where I travel you’re open arms will be enough
If home is where the heart is it’s with the people that I love
Another day another train
Still got the urge to run away
To all the places on my list and all the people that I miss
Soon it’ll be time to go again
Another night another town
I’m still not ready to slow down
All these stations look the same though the names and the faces change
But there are still friends there in the crowd
If home is where the heart is then my home moves ‘round a lot
From the cities to the campfires to the little town where I grew up
No matter where I travel you’re open arms will be enough
If home is where the heart is it’s with the people that I love
Another bar another drink
A shipwrecked boat on which to sink
But down together we will go and we’ll always have a hand to hold
Even standing at the brink
Another field another fire
Raise a glass around the pyre
To absent friends that couldn’t stay but never leave us all the same
And sing the chorus with the choir
If home is where the heart is then my home moves ‘round a lot
From the cities to the campfires to the little town where I grew up
No matter where I travel you’re open arms will be enough
If home is where the heart is it’s with the people that I love
And I rarely stop to notice
Just how lucky I am
I get to travel to each corner of this country
Singing songs guitar in hand
And I’ve got miles and miles behind me
And I’ve got many more to go
And I’m so grateful every time I get to meet up
With the friends that I’ve come to know
Well, If home is where the heart is then my home moves ‘round a lot
From the cities to the campfires to the little town where I grew up
No matter where I travel you’re open arms will always be enough
If home is where the heart is then my home moves ‘round a lot
From the cities to the campfires to the little town where I grew up
No matter where I travel you’re open arms will be enough
If home is where the heart is it’s with the people that I love
If home is where the heart is it’s with the people that I love
Yeah, If home is where the heart is it’s with the people that I love
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10. |
A Good Pair Of Boots
04:14
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Stumbling three miles home from Stourbridge again
I've spent the whole night getting drunk, singing songs with my friends
The sun's a few minutes from waking
My mind and my body are aching
I am weak, I need sleep but even so I don't want it to end
Now I can't count the times that I've walked home along this path
By the light of the stars, my guitar safe upon my back
And these boots they have treated me well
They'd walk through the fires of Hell
March me straight through the gates but I'll wait a bit longer for that
And it's taken me too long to see
That this is all I need
My guitar, some dear friends
And a good pair of boots on my feet
Now I always take with me much more than I actually need
And until I let go, well I know I can never be free
I'm just always so scared of the going
Of the wandering around and not knowing
Where I am, without a plan and then what's out there waiting for me
And it's taken me too long to see
That this is all I need
My guitar, some dear friends
And a good pair of boots on my feet
And those nights are the best when we sit and pass round the guitar
We've been in here since doors but we've got one more song in our hearts
And though most of the words we've forgot
We'll still try and give it a shot
Then we'll gather our money and buy one last drink form the bar
And it's taken me too long to see
That this is all I need
My guitar, some dear friends
And a good pair of boots on my feet
I'm so glad that I finally see
That this is all I need
My guitar, some dear friends
And a good pair of boots on my feet
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Jess Silk Dudley, UK
Jess Silk is a guitarist, singer and songwriter from the Black Country. Her shouty but melodic brand of folk/punk music often has her being likened to a female Frank Turner or Billy Bragg, and it gets people sitting up and listening. Armed only with an increasingly sticker-covered acoustic guitar and a distinctive, gravely voice that many don’t expect, Jess plays to audiences up and down the UK. ... more
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