# tblAlben

Album:
Single Collection - The London Years III


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Richard Beirach / Masahiko Togashi / Terumasa Hino


Album:
Getz/Gilberto (# 1) feat.:  Antonio Carlos Jobim


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The gipsy genius (compilation) (1936-40)


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The Blues Brothers - Music from the soundtrack


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Sings the Animals greatest hits (1974-75)


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Voices from the distant - Traditional throat singing


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Peter Green Songbook 1 (A tribute to ...)


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Peter Green Songbook 2 (A tribute to ...)


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The best of HookerNHeat (Compilation) 1971?


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Beat the boarder & Exile (8von 10 Titeln)


Album:
Stack Waddy - Bugger off! (compilation - #11+15 fehlen)


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Jidelach, Briderlach, singt shejne Liederlach


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Von der lieben Judith für die liebe Janka


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The Mahavishnu Orchestra & John McLaughlin


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Wenn schon nicht für immer, dann wenigstens für ewig


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Damit müssen Sie rechnen - update 2000 (CD 1)


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Damit müssen Sie rechnen - update 2000 (CD 2)


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Parlez moi d'amour / Les Grand Succès des Anneés 30


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Douce France / Les Grands Succès des Anneés 30


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Prenez mes roses / Les Grands Succès des Anneés 30


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Paris sera toujours Paris/ Les Grands Succès des Anneés


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Puer nobis nascitur (Europ. Weihnachtlieder 12.-17.Jh)


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Eigne Zusammenstellung aus einem Dreierpack


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Deutscher Demokratischer Rock (1964 - 1970)


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Szenen:  CD 2 - Glenn Gould spielt nicht Bach


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Rare live performances of the 60ties CD 1


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Rare live performances of the 60ties CD 3


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Rare live performances of the 60ties CD 2


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Eigenes Konto (Wenn alles sich rechnet+niemand bezahlt)


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Missa Papae Marcelli 1-5 - Missa Aeterna Christi Munera


Album:
Requiem op.48 (1-7)/Pelléas et Mélisande, suite, op. 80


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Konzert N° 3 G-dur (1-3) / Konzert A-dur


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by Gretchaninov 1-10, Rachmaninoff 11-1 and Tchaikovsky


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Sinfonie Nr. 8 "Unvollendete", Nr. 9 C-dur


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Fredmans Episteln von Carl Michael Bellmann


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BS & The E Street Band Live at the Gelredom Arnheim (1)


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BS & The E Street Band Live at the Gelredom Arnheim (2)


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BS & The E Street Band Live at the Gelredom Arnheim (3)


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HS & The Firefuckers - Eiersalat in Rock


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Spiritual Music of the Australian Aboriginal 1


Album:
Spiritual Music of the Australian Aboriginal 2


# tblInterpreten

Interpret:
Al Di Meola/John McLaughlin/Paco de Lucia


Interpret:
Guildo Horn & Die orthopädischen Strümpfe


Interpret:
Konrad Ruhland und die Niederaltaicher Scholaren


Interpret:
Stevie Ray Vaughan And The Double Trouble


Interpret:
The Mahavishnu Orchestra & John McLaughlin


# tblTexte

Titeltext:
Somebody call for the doctor, I think I'm sick
Ain't had my medicine in over a week
My mind's fine but my body feels weak
Call the doctor, I think I'm sick
A shady lady took all my bread
Ravished my body, lord, and messed with my head
I don't know but I've had my fill
Call the doctor and tell him I'm ill
My money's gone and I've got no place to go
I don't believe I've ever felt so low
If you've got the time while you hang around
Call the doctor and tell him I'm down


Titeltext:
Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone
Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone
If she ain't round the house - out of the door, daddy no more
Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone
Treat me right, oh no no, can't complain
Treat me right, oh no, can't complain
She got to be nice, she got me hypnotised
Treat me right, oh no, can't complain


Titeltext:
Whippoorwill's singing
Soft summer breeze
Makes me think of my baby
I left down in New Orleans
I left down in New Orleans
Magnolia, you sweet thing
You're driving me mad
Got to get back to you, babe
You're the best I ever had
You're the best I ever had
You whisper "Good morning"
So gently in my ear
I'm coming home to you, babe
I'll soon be there
I'll soon be there


Titeltext:
Clyde plays electric bass
Plays it with finesse and grace
Sit on the porch without no shoes
A-picking the bass and singing the blues
Misery loves company
And his old dog sings harmony
Tambourine tied to his tail
You can hear him moan, you can hear him wail
Jody May, she got a dollar
Down the road you can hear her holler
"Get up Clyde, we got something to do
That old dog can sing the blues"
He don't move, he don't flinch
Clyde, he don't move an inch
Just sit on the porch without no shoes
Picking his bass and singing the blues


Titeltext:
Crazy mama, where you been so long
Crazy mama, where you been so long
You've been hiding out, I know that's true
Crazy mama, I sure need you
Crazy mama, where you been so long
Standing on the corner, looking for you, baby
Standing on the corner, looking for you, baby
Lord mercy, I can not see, crazy mama coming back to me
Crazy mama, where you been so long


Titeltext:
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
No way to relieve this feeling inside
You done gave me them blues and then you took a ride
Left me with nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Shame, oh shame, on what you do
Can't you see that I, I, I, been feeling so blue
Cast a spell on me, then you took a ride
Left me with nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Pardon me, if I sound so sad
I can't get to you when I want you so bad
You done gave me them blues, then you took a ride
Left me with nowhere to run, nowhere to hide


Titeltext:
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out
After midnight, we're gonna chug-a-lug and shout
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out
After midnight, gonna shake your tambourine
After midnight, it's gonna be peaches and cream
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out


Titeltext:
Well, the river runs deep and the water is cold as ice
The river runs deep and the water is cold as ice
I go down there every chance I get
It's where my baby she met her death
And the river runs deep and the water's cold as ice
Ain't no woman gonna make a fool out of me
Ain't no woman gonna make a fool out of me
Running 'round, that's what they said
She's at the bottom of the river dead
And the river runs deep and the water's cold as ice
No cheating woman gonna get a good man down
No cheating woman gonna get a good man down
Running 'round like a silly fool
You're gonna end up at the bottom of the pool
And the river runs deep and the water's cold as ice


Titeltext:
Saturday, past September
In the jailhouse, I remember 
I got caught with too much soul
Bringing it back from Mexico
Bringing it back from Mexico
Spanish lights and pretty faces
Trip you out to where the place is
Load you up and let you go
Bringing it back from Mexico
Bringing it back from Mexico
Across the border is where you get her
The wine's good, there ain't no better
I think I'll get me some to go
Bringing it back from Mexico
Bringing it back from Mexico


Titeltext:
It ain't easy drying these crying eyes of mine
It ain't easy drying these crying eyes of mine
I get so lonely, lonely, lonely
It ain't easy drying these crying eyes of mine
What can you do when those tears make you blind
What can you do when those tears make you blind
I get so lonely, lonely, lonely
What can you do with these crying eyes of mine


Titeltext:
They call me the breeze, I keep blowing down the road
They call me the breeze, I keep blowing down the road
I ain't got me nobody, I ain't carrying me no load
Ain't no change in the weather, ain't no change in me
Ain't no change in the weather, ain't no change in me
I ain't hidin' from nobody, ain't nobody hidin' from me
I got that green light, babe, I got to keep moving on
I got that green light, babe, I got to keep moving on
I might go out to California, might go down to Georgia, might stay home


Titeltext:
Songs similar to this one are used by the leaders of rapper and long sword dance teams to produce the dancing and to drum up a crowd. The duration of these songs depended on how long it took for a satisfactory audience to assemble. It was customary to introduce each member of the team as the son of a famous person such as Bonaparte, Nelson, Wellington, etc. This, however, is our own "calling-on", the tune and the basis for the words coming from the captain's song of the Earsdon Sword Dance Team.

Good people pray heed a petition
Your attention we beg and crave
And if you are inclined for to listen
An abundance of pastime we'll have

We have come to relate many stories
Concerning our forefathers time
And we trust they will drive out your worries
Of this we are all in one mind

Many tales of the poor and the gentry
Of labor and love will arise
There are no finer songs in this country
In Scotland or Ireland likewise

There's one thing more need be mentioned
The dances are danced all in fun
So now you've heard our intention
We'll play on to the beat of the drum


Titeltext:
Maddy collated this version from a number of texts in the Folk Song Journals. This Southern English song, like the better known Twanky-Dillo, uses the "Blacksmith" as an epitome of virility with the hammer filling the bill as a phallic symbol. A close variant of this tune is used to the John Bunyan Hymn To Be a Pilgrim.

A blacksmith courted me, nine months and better.
He fairly won my heart, wrote me a letter.
With his hammer in his hand, he looked so clever,
And if I was with my love, I'd live forever.

And where is my love gone, with his cheek like roses,
And his good black billycock on, decked with primroses?
I'm afraid the scorching sun will shine and burn his beauty,
And if I was with my love, I'd do my duty.

Strange news is come to town, strange news is carried,
Strange news flies up and down that my love is married.
I wish them both much joy, though they don't hear me
And may God reward him well for the slighting of me.

'What did you promise when you sat beside me?
You said you would marry me, and not deny me.'
'If I said I'd marry you, it was only for to try you,
So bring your witness, love, and I'll never deny you.'

'Oh, witness have I none save God Almighty.
And He'll reward you well for slighting of me.'
Her lips grew pale and white, it made her poor heart tremble
To think she loved one, and he proved deceitful.


Titeltext:
The words by Ewan MacColl , set to a traditional Scots tune, manage effectively to convey the quiet despair of the fisherman's wife resigned to the frequent absence of her husband without lapsing into self-pity nut rather extending an underlying feeling of pride at her lot in life. The song was first heard in the 1959 Radio Ballad Singing the Fishing.

A' the week your man's awa'
And a' the week you bide your lane
A' the time you're waiting for
The minute that he's comin' hame
Ye ken whit why he has tae work
Ye ken the hours he has tae keep
And yet it's making you angry when
Ye see him just come hame tae sleep

Through the months and through the years
While you're bringing up the bairns
Your man's awa' tae here and there
Followin' the shoals of herring
And when he's back there's nets tae mend
You've maybe got a score or twa
And when they're done he'll rise and say
Wife it's time I was awa'

Work and wait and dree your weird
Pin yer faith in herrin' sales
And oftimes lie awake at nicht
In fear and dread of winter gales
But men maun work tae earn their breid
And men maun sweat to gain their fee
And fishermen will aye gang oot
As long as fish swim in the sea

A' the week your man's awa'
And a' the week you bide your lane
A' the time you're waiting for
The minute that he's comin' hame
Ye ken whit why he has tae work
Ye ken the hours he has tae keep
And yet it's making you angry when
Ye see him just come hame tae sleep


Titeltext:
It is strange that a song as powerful and as singable as this should be so rare, yet it has only once been collected, from a man in Bishop Auckland, County Durham, in 1949. Seghill and Seaton Delaval (presumably the Delaval mentioned in the song) are adjacent mining villages about six miles north of Newcastle-upon-Tyne, but it is difficult to date the song due to the innumerable mining strikes which have occurred. It is, however, interesting in as much as it illustrates the violent hatred felt by the "union" men toward the blacklegs.

Oh, early in the evenin', just after dark,
The blackleg miners creep te wark,
Wi' their moleskin trousers an' dorty short,
There go the backleg miners !

They take their picks an' doon they go
Te dig the coal that lies belaw,
An' there's not a woman in this toon-aw*
Will look at a blackleg miner.

Oh, Delaval is a terrible place.
They rub wet clay in a blackleg's face,
An' roond the pit-heaps they run a foot
Wi' the dorty blackleg miners.

Now, don't go near the Seghill mine.
Across the way they stretch a line,
Te catch the throat an' break the spine
O' the dorty backleg miners.

They'll take your tools an' duds as well,
An' hoy them doon the pit o' hell.
It's doon ye go, an' fare ye well,
Ye dorty blackleg miners !

Se join the union while ye may.
Don't wait till your dyin' day,
For that may not be far away,
Ye dorty blackleg miners !

*toon-raw = town-row


Titeltext:
recorded by Christy Moore on "Prosperous" (1972), by Steeleye Span on "Hark! The Village Wait" (1970), and by June Tabor & The Oyster Band on "Freedom And Rain" (1990) A song after the fashion of John Riley commonly found on broadsides. Gay and Terry heard this version from Al O'Donnell, a friend and singer in Dublin. It must be remembered that sea voyages a few centuries ago could take years to complete and it is not surprising that the two lovers should each take one half of a ring as a token of their enduring love. This song is a typical broken token ballad (like "Claudy Banks" and many many more). It is remarkable in that it has been collected from oral tradition hundreds of times in all parts of Britain and Ireland, but all versions are virtually the same and can be traced back to one broadside printed in early 19th century. Therefore this song is sometimes cited as a proof for the damaging influence of the broadside on the variety of oral tradition.

As I roved out one evening fair
It bein' the summertime to take the air
I spied a sailor and a lady gay
And I stood to listen
And I stood to listen to hear what they would say.

He said "Fair lady, why do you roam
For the day is spent and the night is on"
She heaved a sigh while the tears did roll
"For my dark-eyed sailor
For my dark-eyed sailor, so young and stout and bold."

"'Tis seven long years since he left this land
A ring he took from off his lily-white hand
One half of the ring is still here with me
But the other's rollin'
But the other's rollin' at the bottom of the sea."

He said "You may drive him out of your mind
Some other young man you will surely find
Love turns aside and soon cold has grown
Like the winter's morning
Like the winter's morning, the hills are white with snow."

She said "I'll never forsake my dear
Although we're parted this many a year
Genteel he was and a rake like you
To induce a maiden
To induce a maiden to slight the jacket blue."

One half of the ring did young William show
She ran distracted in grief and woe
Sayin' "William, William, I have gold in store
For my dark-eyed sailor
For my dark-eyed sailor has proved his honour long"

And there is a cottage by yonder lea
This couple's married and does agree
So maids be loyal when your love's at sea
For a cloudy morning
For a cloudy morning brings in a sunny day.


Titeltext:
Geoff Woods, a song collector from Leeds, found this hidden away in the Cumberland County Library in Carlisle a few years ago. It had been recorded directly onto a 78 rpm record sometime during the 1930s and then filed away for posterity. The song tells of the annual hiring or "mop" fair that was held at the small village Copshawholme in Cumberland until quite recently. 

On a fine eve'n fair in the month of Avril
O'er the hill came the man with the blythe sunny smile
And the folks they were throngin' the roads everywhere
Makin' haste to be in at Copshawholme Fair

I've seen 'em a-comin' in from the mountains and glens
Those rosy-faced lasses and strappin' young men
With a joy in their heart and unburdened o' care
A'meetin' old friends at Copshawholme Fair 

There are lads for the lasses, there's toys for the bairns
There jugglers and tumblers and folks with no arms
There's a balancing act here and a fiddler there
There are nut-men and spice-men at Copshawholme Fair

There are peddlers and potters and gingerbread stands
There are peepshows and poppin-darts and the green caravans
There's fruit from all nations exhibited there
With kale plants from Orange at Copshawholme Fair 

And now above all the hiring if you want to hear tell
You should ken it as afar I've seen it myself
What wages they adle it's ill to declare
The muckle they vary at Copshawholme Fair 

Just the gal I have seen she's a strapping young queen
He asked what her age was and where she had been
What work she'd been doin', how long she'd been there
What wages she wanted at Copshawholme Fair 

Just then the bit lass stood a wee while in gloom
And she blushed and she scraped with her feet on the ground
Then she plucked up her heart and did stoutly declare
Well, a five pound and turn at Copshawholme Fair

Says he, but me lass, that's a very big wage
Then he'd turning about like he been in a rage
Says, I'll give ye five pounds but I'll give ye nay mare
Well I think him and tuck it at Copshawholme Fair 

He took out a shilling but to haul the bit wench
In case it might enter her head for to flinch
But she grabbed it muttering I should have had mare
But I think I will tuck it at Copshawholme Fair 

Now the hirin's o'er and off they all sprang
Into the ballroom for to join in the throng
And "I Never Will Lie With My Mammy Nae Mair"
The fiddles play briskly at Copshawholme Fair

Now this is the fashion they thus passed the day
Till the night comin' on they all hurry away
And some are so sick that they'll never join more
With the fighting and dancing at Copshawholme Fair


Titeltext:
A woman's lament for her husband who has been abducted from his bed and press-ganged into the navy. But take heed: although the system of impressment had almost faded out by 1835, it has never been abolished by Act of Parliament. Ralph Vaughn Williams collected this haunting song from a Ted Baines of Lower Beeding, Sussex, in 1904.

All things are quite silent, each mortal at rest,
When me and my true love got snug in one nest,
When a bold set of ruffians broke into our cave,
And they forced my dear jewel to plough the salt wave.

I begged hard for my darling as I would for my life.
They'd not listen to me although a fond wife,
Saying: "The king must have sailors, to the seas he must go,"
And they've left me lamenting in sorrow and woe.

Through green fields and meadows we ofttimes have walked,
And the fond recollections together have talked,
Where the lark and the blackbird so sweetly did sing,
And the lovely thrushes' voices made the valleys to ring.

Now although I'm forsaken I won't be be cast down.
Who knows but my true love some day may return?
And will make me amends For all trouble and strife,
And me and my true love might live happy for life.


Titeltext:
A mighty song! But a little known one. This saga of a hare hunt and its variant The Granemore Hare hail from around Keady in County Armagh. In the song the only one to get through the rough end of the stick is the "pussy". Do we detect a Monigan in the hunt? recorded by Steeleye Span on "Hark! The Village Wait" (1970) and sung live by Derwish! in 1993.

One fine winter's morn my horn I did blow
To the green fields of Keady for hours we did go
We covered our dogs and we searched all the way
For none loves this sport better than the boys in the Dale.
And when we are rising we're all standing there
We sit up by the fields, boys, in search of the hare
We didn't get far till someone gave the cheer
Over high hills and valleys this sweet puss did steer
As we flew o'er the hills, 'twas a beautiful sight
There was dogs black and yellow, there was dogs black and bright
Now she took to the black bank for to try them once more
Oh it was her last ride o'er the hills of Greenmore

In the field fleet stubble this pussy die lie
And in growing chary they did pass her by
And there well we stood at the top of the brae
We heard the last words that this sweet puss did say:
"No more o'er the green fields of Keady I'll roam
In touch of the fields, boys, in sporting and fun

Or hear the long horn that your toner does play
I'll go home to my den by the clear light of day"
You may blame our right man for killing the hare
For he said his o.k. first this many a year
On saturday and sunday he never gives o'er
With a pack of strange dogs round the hills of Greenmore.


Titeltext:
This version, taken from Colm O'Lochlainn's excellent Irish Street Ballads (Vol. II), is only one of several, the song having attained wide currency in both Britain and Ireland; even turning up in a Welsh version in 4/2 time. The word "reive" in the second verse, not to be confused with "reef", means to draw cord through eyelet holes; implying perhaps that Johnny will be doing a new kind of sewing.

My Johnny was a shoemaker and dearly he loved me
My Johnny was a shoemaker but now he's gone to sea
With pitch and tar to soil his hands
And to sail across the sea, stormy sea
And sail across the stormy sea
His jacket was a deep sky blue and curly was his hair
His jacket was a deep sky blue, it was, I do declare
For to reive the topsails up against the mast
And to sail across the sea, stormy sea
And sail across the stormy sea

Some day he'll be a captain bold with a brave and a gallant crew
Some day he'll be a captain bold with a sword and spyglass too
And when he has a gallant captain's sword
He'll come home and marry me, marry me
He'll come home and marry me


Titeltext:
recorded by Steeleye Span on "Hark! The Village Wait" (1970) and by the Corries in 1970 (verses 3-6 only) in fine Scots. Although it happens quite often in the field of folk music that many versions of a particular song are reported it is rare that, as in the case of Lowlands of Holland, completely differing story lines are recorded. James Reeves (The Everlasting Circle) suggests that "there may have been an original in which a young bridegroom is pressed for service in the Netherlands, but in some of the later versions Holland appears to have become New Holland, the former name of Australia, which has been confused with the Dutch East Indies." The words of the version we perform refer to Galloway (Scotland) but the song crops up in all parts of the British Isles. Our tune was learned from Andy Irvine, a former member of Sweeney's Mom.
Child #92 -- This version shares verses 1, 5 and 6 essentially with the more familiar ones, but has a completely different story line. This is the only version I know with no reference at all to press gangs and, well, Holland. The lost love here seems to have been a merchant captain rather than a pressed sailor.

The love that I have chosen I therewith be content
The salt sea shall be frozen before that I repent
Repent it shall I never until the day I dee
But the lowlands of Holland has twined my love and me.
My love lies in the salt sea and I am on the side
It's enough to break a young thing's heart that lately was a bride.
But lately was a bonny bride with pleasure in her e'e.
But the lowlands of Holland has twined my love and me.

My love he built a bonny ship and set her on the sea
With seven score good mariners to bear her company.
But there's three score of them is sunk and three score dead at sea
And the lowlands of Holland has twined my love and me.

My love has built another (or: a nether) ship and set her on the sea
And nane but twenty mariners all for to bring her hame.
But the weary wind began to rise, the sea began to roll
And my love then and his bonny ship turned with the shins about.

There shall nae a quiff come on my head nor comb come in my hair
There shall neither coal nor candlelight shine in my bower mair.
And neither will I marry until the day I dee
For I never had a love but one and he's drowned in the sea.

Oh hold your tongue my daughter dear, be still and be content.
There's men enough in Galloway, you need not sore lament.
Oh there's men enough in Galloway, alas there's none for me
For I never had a love but one and he's drowned in the sea.


Titeltext:
Child #26 -- recorded by Steeleye Span on "Hark! The Village Wait"(1970) and "Time"(1996), the Sands Family on "The Third Day"(1974), and Maddy Prior on "Year" (1994) ...otherwise known as the Two Ravens, and sometimes called the Three Ravens. First printed in Motherwell's Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border in 1803 it is one of the most popular of the Scottish ballads. For those unused to the dialect the two birds are discussing the pros and cons of eating a newly-slain knight. Lyrics from the insert of the Sands LP: This is a version of "The Three Ravens", a song which goes back to the 13th century at least, and was collected (and probably reworked) by Sir Walter Scott in "Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border", III, 239, ed. 1803. It is set to the tune "A la larc" from Brittany.

As I was walking all alane
I heard twa corbies makin' mane
And one ontae the other did say
Where will we gang and dine the day
Where will we gang and dine the day
In ahind yon oul fail dyke
I wot there lies a new slain knight
Naebody kens that he lies there
But his hawk and hound and his lady fair
His hawk and hound and his lady fair

His hawk is tae the hunting gane
His hound to bring a wild fowl hane
His wife has taken another mate
So we can make our dinner sweet
We can make our dinner sweet

And you can sit on his white breast bone
And I'll pick out his bonny blue e'en
And with a lock of his yellow hair
We'll theek our nest when it grows bare *
We'll theek our nest when it grows bare

And many's a one for him makes mane
Naebody kens where he has gane
Through his white bones when they grow bare
The wind shall blow forever mare
The wind shall blow forever mare


* theek=feather our nest


Titeltext:
Collected by H.E.D. Hammond from a Mr. House of Beaminster, Dorset, in 1906, this ballad can perhaps claim to have the most discreet ending of any folk song. Similar songs are quoted frequently in sixteenth and early seventeenth century literature, musical and otherwise; even Robert Burns re-wrote a version calling it As I Lay On My Bed On a Night.

One night as I lay on my bed
I dreamed about a pretty maid.
I was so distressed, I could take no rest,
Love did torment me so.
So away to my true love I did go.

But when I came to my love's window,
I boldly called her by her name,
Saying: "It was for your sake I'm come here so late
Through this bitter frost and snow.
So it's open the window, my love, do."

"My mum and dad they are both awake,
And they will sure for to hear us speak.
There'll be no excuse then but sore abuse,
Many a bitter word and blow.
So begone from my window, my love, do."

"Your mum and dad they are both asleep,
And they are sure not to hear us speak,
For they're sleeping sound on their bed of down
And they draw their breath so low.
So open the window, my love, do!"

My love arose and she opened the door,
And just like an angel she stood on the floor.
Her eyes shone bright like the stars at night,
And no diamonds could shine so.
So in with my true love I did go.


Titeltext:
Oh the blacksmith courted me nine months and better.
He fairly won my heart, he wrote me a letter.
With his hammer in his hand he looked so clever
And if I were with my love I'd live forever.

Oh where has my love gone with his cheeks like roses?
He's gone across the sea a-gathering primroses.
I'm afraid the shining sun might burn and scorch his beauty
And if I were with my love I'd do my duty.

Strange news has come to town, strange news has carried.
Strange news flies up and down that my love is married.
Oh I wish them both much joy though they won't hear me
And if I were with my love I'd do my duty.

What did you promise me when you lay beside me?
You said you'd marry me and not deny me.
If I said I'd marry you it was only to try you
So bring your witness love and I'll not deny you.

Oh witness have I none save God Almighty.
And may He reward you well for the slighting of me.
And her lips grew pale and wan, it made her poor heart tremble,
For to think she had loved one and he'd proved deceitful.

(repeat first verse)


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Oh me hat it is frozen to me head
Me feet they are like a lump of lead
Oh me shoes they are frozen to me feet
With standing at your window

Let me in, the soldier cried
Cold haily windy night
Oh let me in, the soldier cried
For I'll not go back again, no

Me father he watches down on the street
Me mother the chamber keys do keep
Oh, the doors and the windows they do creak
I dare not let you in O

Let me in, the soldier cried
Cold haily windy night
Oh let me in, the soldier cried
For I'll not go back again, no

Oh and she's rose up and she's let him in
She's kissed her true love cheek and chin
And she's drawn him between her sheets again
And she opened and she let him in O

Then she has blessed the rainy night
Cold haily windy night
Oh then she has blessed the rainy night
That she opened and she let him in O

Soldier, soldier stay with me
Soldier, soldier won't you marry me
Oh no, no, no, it never can be
So fare bid thee well forever

Then she has wept for the rainy night
Cold haily windy night
Then she has wept for the rainy night
That she opened and she let him in O

Oh and he's jumped up all out of the bed
He's put his hat all on his head
But she had lost her maidenhead
Her mother she heard the din O

Then she has cursed the rainy night
Cold haily windy night
O then she has cursed the rainy night
That she opened and she let him in O


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If you had seen my Charlie at the head of an army
He was a gallant sight to behold
With his fine tartan hose on his bonnie round leg
And his buckles all pure shining gold
The tartan my love wore was the finest Stuart Kilt
With his soft skin all under it as white as any milk
It's no wonder that seven hundred highlanders were killed
In restoring my Charlie to me

My love was six foot two without stocking or shoe
In proportion my true love was built
Like I told you before upon Culloden Moor
Where the brave highland army was killed
Prince Charlie Stuart was my true love's name
He was the flower of England and a pride to his name
Ah but now they have banished him over to Spain
And so dear was my Charlie to me

(repeat last verse)


Titeltext:
For to see mad Tom of Bedlam
Ten thousand miles I'd travel
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes
For to save her shoes from gravel

Chorus 
Still I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonnie,
For they all go bare and they live by the air
And they want no drink nor money 
I went down to Satan's kitchen
For to get me food one morning
And there I got souls piping hot
All on the spit a-turning

Chorus

Me staff has murdered giants
And me bag a long knife carries
For to cut mince pies from children's thighs
With which to feed the fairies

Chorus

This spirit's white as lightning
Would on me travels guide me
The moon would shake and the stars would quake
When ever they espied me

Chorus

And when that I have murdered
The man in the moon to a powder
His staff I'll break and his dog I'll shake
And there'll howl no demon louder

Chorus

For to see mad Tom of Bedlam
Ten thousand years I'd travel
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes
For to save her shoes from gravel

Chorus


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"Oh, where are you going,'' says the false knight on the road
"I'm going to me school,'' says the wee boy and still he stood
"What is on your back,'' says the false knight on the road
"Me bundles and me books,'' says the wee boy and still he stood

"I came and walking by your door,'' says the false knight on the road
"That lay in your way,'' says the wee boy and still he stood
"I flung your dog a stone,'' says the false knight on the road
"I wish it was a bone,'' says the wee boy and still he stood

"Oh, what sheep and cattle's that,'' says the false knight on the road
"They're mine and me father's,'' says the wee boy and still he stood
"And how many shall be mine,'' says the false knight on the road
"The ones that have the blue tail,'' says the wee boy and still he stood

"Oh, how can I get a share o' them,'' says the false knight on the road
"You cannot get a share of them,'' says the wee boy and still he stood
"And why the stick all in your hand,'' says the false knight on the road
"To keep me from all cold and harm,'' says the wee boy and still he stood

"As I wish you were in younder tree,'' says the false knight on the road
"A ladder under me,'' says the wee boy and still he stood
"The ladder it'll break,'' says the false knight on the road
"And you will surely fall,'' says the wee boy and still he stood

"I wish you were in yonder sea,'' says the false knight on the road
"A good boat under me,'' says the wee boy and still he stood
"The boat will surely sink,'' says the false knight on the road
"And you will surely drown,'' says the wee boy and still he stood

"Has your mother more than you,'' says the false knight on the road
"Oh, none of them for you,'' says the wee boy and still he stood
"I think I hear a bell,'' says the false knight on the road
"It's ringing you to hell,'' says the wee boy and still he stood


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"Lay still my fond shepherd and don't you rise yet
It's a fine dewy morning and besides, my love, it is wet.''

"Oh let it be wet my love and ever so cold
I will rise my fond Floro and away to my fold.''

"Oh no, my bright Floro, it is no such thing
It's a bright sun a-shining and the lark is on the wing.''

Chorus 
Oh the lark in the morning she rises from her nest
And she mounts in the air with the dew on her breast
And like a pretty ploughboy she'll whistle and sing
And at night she will return to her own nest again 

When the ploughboy has done all he's got for to do
He trips down to the meadows where the grass is all cut down.

Chorus 
Oh the lark in the morning she rises from her nest
And she climbs to the dawn with the dew on her breast
And like a pretty ploughboy she'll whistle and sing
And at night she will return to her own nest again


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I was brought up in Yorkshire and when I was sixteen
Oh I ran away to London and a soldier I became

Chorus 
With me fine cap and feather, likewise me rattling drum
They learned me to play upon the rub-a-dub-a-dum
With me gentle waist so slender, me fingers long and small
and to play upon the rub-a-dub the best of them all 
And so many were the pranks that I saw among the french
And so boldly did I fight me boys although I'm but a wench
And in buttoning up me trousers so often have I smiled
To think I lay with a thousand men and a maiden all the while

Chorus

And they never found my secret out until this very hour
When they sent me off to London to keep sentry o'er the Tower
When a young girl fell in love with me and she found that I was a maid
She went up to me officer me secret she betrayed


Chorus

He unbuttoned then my red tunic and he found that it was true
"It's a shame'', he says, "to lose a pretty drummer boy like you''
So now I must return to me mum and dad at home
And along with me bold comrades it's no longer can I roam

Chorus


Titeltext:
Joy, health, love, and peace be all here in this place
By your leave, we will sing concerning our king

Our king is well dressed, in the silks of the best
In ribbons so rare, no king can compare

We have travelled many miles, over hedges and stiles
In search of our king, unto you we bring

We have powder and shot to conquer the lot
we have cannon and ball to conquer them all

Old Christmas is past, twelve tide is the last
And we bid you adieu, great joy to the new


Titeltext:
As I walked out one morning
In the springtime of the year
I overheard a sailor boy
Likewise a lady fair

They sang a song together
Made the valleys for to ring
While the birds on the spray in the meadows gay
Proclaimed the lovely spring

Said Willy unto Nancy
Oh we soon must sail away
For its lovely on the water
To hear the music play

For our Queen she do want seamen
So I will not stay on shore
I will brave the wars for my country
Where the blund'ring cannons roar

Poor Nancy fell and fainted
But soon he brought her to
For it's there they kissed and there embraced
And took a fond adieu

Come change your ring with me my love
For we may meet once more
But there's one above that will guard you love
Where the blund'ring cannons roar

For pounds it is our bounty
And that must do for thee
But to help the aged parents
While I am on the sea

For Tower Hill is crowded
With mother's weeping sore
For their sons are gone to face the war Where the blundering cannons roar


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Thirteen days on a gig down south
We've got enough dope to keep us all high
We've got two girls dancing to pick up the crowd
Sound man to mix us, make us sound loud
Sometimes we make money, sometimes we don't know
Thirteen days with five to go
Birmingham Mobile up to Baton Rouge
Smoking cigarettes and reefer, drinking coffee and blue
See the sun come up in Georgia, go down in New Orleans
There we get to know a woman, start to get in her jeans
Sometimes we make money, sometimes we don't know
Thirteen days with five to go
Migrant Worker is the name of this band
When we come to your town, come see us if you can
Well, we been to California, we been to New York
Some think we're good, others they don't
Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know
Thirteen days with five to go


Titeltext:
If I'm standing in a crowd, call my name, call it loud
Don't go to strangers, woman, call on me
Wave your arms in the air, let me know that you're there
When in doubt, oh woman, call on me
Don't leave me here to rust, don't let me turn to dust
Oh, woman, when in doubt, call on me
If I'm standing in a crowd, call my name, call it loud
Don't go to strangers, woman, call on me


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Good mass * In a chapel  Bodily Termination


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Harry' circumcision * Reverie Gone Astray


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There's a boat that's leavin' soon for N.Y.


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Jigs: Bryan O'Lynn/The hag with the money


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Jigs: The bride's favourite/Tansey's fancy


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Nobody knows you when youi're down & out


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Say it loud, I'm black and I'm proud Part 1


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Get up ( I feel like beeing a) sex machine


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Tonight I shall sleep with a smile on my face


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Secret procession A: Lagoon B: The hunters


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Tommy Dorsey - On the sunny side of the street


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Charlie Parker - I get a kick out of you


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Dinah Washington/Clifford Brown - I've got you under my skin


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Teddy Edwards/Tom Waits - I'm not your fool anymore


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Toots Thielemans/Shirley Horn - Someone to watch over me


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There ain't no Santa Claus on the evenin' stage


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My head is my only house unless  it rains


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Momma's reward ( Keep them freaks a rollin')


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a) Get out of bed b) There's nobody there c) Side by side


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a) Exhibits from a new museum b) Green lights


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a) Face from a window b) Pretty c) Hi-Jack Boogie d) Slow down


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You're gonna make me lonesome when you go


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I just don't know what to do with myself


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Paint it black (slower mono single version)


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Shirley Collins & The Albinion country band - Hal-an-Tow


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John Kirkpatrick - The beginning of the world


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The Alninion band - Four tunes from Terpsichore, 1612


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The Cock and Bull Band - The wonder / Ridotta Rock


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- Fairport Convention - The card song / Shuffle the pack


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Meddley: The lark in the morning / Rakkish paddy /Fox hunter's jig / Toss the feathers


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Rocky road to Dublin / Kid on the Mountain


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Here comes the supernatural Anaesthetist


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The colony of slippermen (The arrival - A visit to the doctor - Raven)


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Medley: Serves me right to suffer / Syndicator


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Pasion play (When all the slaves are free)


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Slouching towards Bethlehem (based on a poem by W. B. Yeats)


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Lord, what in the world you gonna do ???


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Light flight ( (Theme from "Take three girls")


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(You can keep on) Fallin' Forever and ever


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Meat pies 'ave come but hand's not here yet


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Dick Dale & his Del-Tones - Misirlou (Pulp Fiction)


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The Blasters - Dark night (From dusk till down)


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George Baker Selection - Little green bag (Reservoir dogs)


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Charlie Sexton - Graceland (True romance)


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Urge Overkill - Girl, you'll be a woman soon (PF)


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Leonhard Cohen - The miracle (Natural born killers)


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Stealers Wheel - Stuck in the middle with you (RD)


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Dire Straits - Six blade knife (Desperado)


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Combustible Edison - Vertigogo (Four rooms)


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I woke up one morning and I could hardly see


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The battle is over (but the war goes on)


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Too old to rock and roll, too young to die


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Christmas cards from ahooker in Minneapolis


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A sweet little bullet from a pretty blue gun


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Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A man after midnight)


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Jidelach, Briderlach, singt shejne Liederlach


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I still haven't found what I'm looking for


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Musica Eternal Garden of the arcane delights


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Wolfsheim - The sparrows and the nightingales


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Dead can dance - The arrival and the reunion


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Nick Cave - I'll love you till the end of the world


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Nick Cave and the Bad seeds - Do you love me


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Cradle of Filth - Cruelty brought three orchids


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Marilyn Manson - Dried up, tied and dead to the world


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Liv Kristine Feat.Nick Holmes (Paradise Lost) - 3 AM


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Don't let the teardrops rust your shining heart


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(Looking for) The heart of the Saturday night


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The slave's lament / Farewell ti a dark haired friend


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Tracks: Musik und Gesprochenes, ohne Benennung


Titel:
What ever happened to all the fun in the world


Titel:
Balfa Brothers Orchestra - Acadien two step


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Austine Pitre and The Evangeline Playboys - Triangle special


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Joe Bonsall and The Orange Playboys - French fiddle boogie


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Balfa Brothers Orchestra - Midnight special


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Aldus Roger and The Lafayette Playboys - Oson two step


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Ronnie Fruge And The Cajun Kings - L'Annee tu partit


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Ardoin Family Orchestra with Dewey Balfa - Johnny can't dance


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Balfa Brothers Orchestra - Lacassine special


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Don Montoucet & The Wandering Aces - Johnny peu pas danse


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Wayne Troups % The Crowley Aces - Lafayette two step


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Joe Bonsall and The Orange Playboys - I went to the dance last night


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Badeaux & The Louisiana Aces - The back door


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Paul Daigle, Mike Doucet % Robert Elkin - Hackberry hop


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Badeaux & The Louisiana Aces I can't forget you


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Das Lied vom traurigen Sonntag (Ben Becker)


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Rob D - Clubbed to death (kurayamino mix)


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Monster Magnet - Look to your orb for the warning


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Dusty Springfield - Son of a preacher man


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Urge Overkill - Girl, you'll be a woman soon


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The Statler Brothers - Flowers on the wall


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Andreas Dorau und die Marinas - Fred vom Jupiter


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Extrabreit - Flieger, grüß mir die Sonne


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Extrabreit - Hurra, hurra, die Schule brennt


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Foyer des arts - Eine Königin mit Rädern unten dran


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Foyer des arts - Wissenswertes über erlangen


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Die Lassie Singers - Mein Freund hat mit mir Schluss gemacht


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Spider Murphy Gang - Skandal im Sperrbezirk


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Land : Horses / Land of thousand dances / La mer


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Asyl im Paradies (Bonustrack - nightgroove version))


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It's not too late (Don't sorrow) (long version)


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The sparrows and the nightingales (long version)


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A look into your heart (different version)


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Jimi Hendrix - The sunshine of your love


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BB King - Paying the cost to be the boss


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Jazz Optimisten Berlin - When it's sleepy time down south


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Jazz Optimisten Berlin - My Bonnie is over the ocean


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Jazz Optimisten Berlin - When the saints go marchin' in


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Jazz Optimisten Berlin - Die Oliven gedeihen


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Gerd E. Schäfer - Ein älterer, aber leicht besoffener Herr


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Jazz Optimisten Berlin - Die Ballade vom Briefträger William L. Moor aus Baltimore


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Manfred Krug und Ensemble "Jazz - Lyrik - Prosa" We shall overcome


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Jazz Optimisten Berlin - My funny Valentine


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Jazz Optimisten Berlin - A foggy day (in London town)


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Jazz Optimisten Berlin - Neuer Abschiedsblues


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Wir brauchen den Frieden wie die Blume das Licht


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Du kannst mir mal ein kleines bisschen treu sein


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Guck doch nicht immer nach dem Tangogeiger hin


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Du kannst mir mal ein kleines bisschen treu sein (mit Cora Frost)


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Ich möchte' so gerne wissen, ob sich die Fische küssen


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Ich geh' jetzt aus (... sonst geh' ich ein)


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Bin kein Hauptmann, bin kein großes Tier


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Mein lieber Schatz, bist Du aus Spanien?


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Wir sind von Kopf bis Fuss auf Liebe eingestellt


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Hein spielt abends so schoen auf dem Schifferklavier


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Ein bißchen Leichtsinn kann nicht schaden


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Ray Ventura / Tout vas tres bien, Madame la Marquise


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Lucienne Delyle / Sur les quais de vieux Paris


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Jean Sablon / Vous qui passez sans me voir


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ant qu'il y aura des étoiles (Tino Rossi)


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Mon coeur est un oiseau des iles (Josephine Baker)


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Paris sera toujours Paris (Maurice Chevalier)


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Ich bin von Koüpf bis Fuß auf Liebe eingestellt


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Frank Zappa: Son Of Orange County (1974)


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Tony Mc Phee: London's Got The Blues (1969)


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Mark Knopfler: Speedway At Nazareth (2000)


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Joe Bonsall: French Fiddle Boogie (o. J.)


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Steeleye Span: The Old Maid In The Garrett (1996)


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June Tabor & The Oyster Band: Susie Clelland (o. J.)


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Peter Hammill: People You Were Going To (1968)


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Klaus Renft Combo: Der Apfeltraum (1974)


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Big Bill Broonzy: I Get The Blues When It Rains (1956)


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Peter Green & Friends: All Quiet (o. J.)


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The Grateful Dead: Cosmic Charlie (1971)


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Ian Anderson: The Secret Language Of Birds (2000)


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Ian Anderson: The Secret Language Of Birds II (2000)


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S. Terry/B. McGhee: Jesus Gonna Make It Alright (1973)


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The Rolling Stones: She's So Cold (1980)


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Fairport Convention: Matty Groves (1974)


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Richard Thompson: The Shame Of Doing Wrong (o. J.)


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Jethro Tull: Minstrel In The Gallery (1978)


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Captain Beefheart: Big Eyed Beans From Venus (1972)


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Peter Green & Friends: Rock And Roll Feeling (o. J.)


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Van der Graaf Generator: Afterwards (1969)


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Herbert Grönemeyer: Deine Liebe klebt (1990)


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Hank Shizzoe: Where The Roads Have No End (1996)


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Lynyrd Skynyrd: Sweet Home Alabama (1974)


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Steeleye Span: One Misty Moisty Morning (1994)


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Bob Dylan: Bob Dylan's 115th Dream (1967)


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Jethro Tull: For Michael Collins, Jeffrey And Me (1970)


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Tramp: Baby What Do You Want Me To Do (1968)


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The Rolling Stones: Moonlight Mile (1971)


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Maria McKee: If Love Is A Red Dress (o. J.)


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Bob Marley And The Wailers: Get Up, Stand Up (1975)


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Hank Shizzoe & Loose Gravel: Train Song (1998)


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Badeaux & The Louisiana Aces: The Back Door (o. J.)


Titel:
Pavane pour orchestre avec choer, op. 50


Titel:
Tin Pan Alley (aka Roughest Place In Town)


Titel:
Vivaldi: "La Caccia" op. 8 N° 10 - Allegro


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Arcangelo Corelli: Concerto grooso op.6 N° 4 in D-dur - Allegro


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Tomaso Albinoni: Adagio for strings and organ g-moll


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Vivaldi: Concerto for two violins and cello op3. N° 11- Allegro


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Pietro Antonio Locatelli: Concerto grosso op.1 N° 11 - Largo


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Johann Pachelbel: Canon and Gigue for three violins and continuo D-dur - Canon


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Ritornello . . . Dal mio Permesso amato a voi ne vengo


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Atto terzo: Sinfonia - Scòrto da te, mio Nume


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Prolog: Sinfonia/Deh, nasconditi, o Virtu/Deh, sommergerti, malnata/Chi vi credete, o Dee


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1. Akt: E pur'io torno qui, qual linea al centro


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Feierlich und gemessen, ohne zu schleppen


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Symphony No. 40 in g minor, KV 550, Molto allegro


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Symphony No. 29 in A, KV 201, Allegro moderato


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Symphony No. 35 in D, KV 385 "Haffner", Allegro con spirito


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Symphonie Nr. 8 h-moll D 759 "Unvollendete" 1. Andante moderato


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Symphonie Nr. 9 C-dur D 944 1. Andante - Allegro ma non troppo


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Manuel de Falla - The Corregidor's Dance


Titel:
Trad. Catalan folksong - La Nit de Nadal


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Trad. Catalan folksong - El Noy de la Mare


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Francisco Tárrega - Recuerdos de la Alhambra


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Trad. Catalan folksong - El Testamen de Amelia


Titel:
Heitor Villa-Lobos - Prelude No.4 in E minor


Titel:
Drume Negrita (E. Grenet (arr. L. Brouwer))


Titel:
Suite in D, 2-Allegro Buriesco (Leo Brouwer)


Titel:
El Diablo Suelto (Heraclio Fernandez (arr. A. Diaz))


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Cinco Piezas, 1 Campero (Astor Piazzolla)


Titel:
That Lucky Old Sun (Just Rolls Around Heaven All Day)


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Would You Lay With Me (In A Field Of Stone)


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Ain't No Fun (Waiting Round To Be A Millionaire)


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Julee Cruise / Summer Kisses, Winter Tears


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Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds / (I'll Love You) Till The End Of The World


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Patti Smith And Fred Smith / It Takes Time


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Crime & The City Solution / The Adversary


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Daniel Lanois / Sleeping In The Devil's Bed


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Little Light Of Love (end titles version)


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Oh What A Circus / Madonna / Antonio Banderas


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On This Night Of A Thousand Stars / Jimmy Nail


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Eva And Magaldi / Eva Beware Of The City / Madonna, Jimmy Nail, Antonio Banderas, Julian Littman


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Another Suitcase In Another Hall / Madonna


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The Lady's Got Potential / Antonio Banderas


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Charity Concert / The Art Of The Possible / Jimmy Nail, Jonathan Pryce, Antonio Banderas, Madonna


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I'd Be Surprisingly Good For You / Madonna, Jonathan Pryce


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Hello And Goodbye / Madonna, Andrea Corr, Jonathan Pryce


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A New Argentina / Madonna, Jonathan Pryce, Antonio Banderas


Titel:
The Actress Hasn't Learned the Lines (You'd Like to Hear)


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Burning down the house (with The Cardigans)


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Mama told me not to come (with Stereophonics)


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Are you gonna go my way (with Robbie Williams)


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I'm left, you're right, she's gone (with James Dean Bradfield)


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You need love like I do (with Heather Small)


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Looking out my window (with James Taylor Quartet)


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Little green bag (with Barenaked Ladies)


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Ain't that a lot of love (with Simply red)


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Never tear us apart (with Natalie Imbruglia)


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Baby it's cold outside (with Cerys from Catatonia)


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I will be here for you (Nitakungodea Milele)


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Take my heart (You can have it if you want it)


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Maria Joao & Mário Laginha feat. Lenine - Flor


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Joachim Kühn - From Partita II: Sarabande


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Roy Hargrove - I fall in love too easily


Titel:
Homage to Mahatma Ghandi: Raga Mohan Kauns (Alap, Jor, Jhala, Gat In Rupaktal)


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Homage to Baba Allauddin: Raga Hemant (Vilambit Gat in Teental, Drut Gat in Ektal)


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Raga Gara (Alap, Gat I, Gat II, Gat III)


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Raga Hameer (Alap, Gat I, Gat II) Tala Tintal


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The Under Assistant West Coast Promotion Man


Titel:
Have You Seen Your Mother, Baby, Standing In The Shadow?


Titel:
I Don't Know Why Aka Don't Know Why I Love You


