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Building
07:02
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All along your walls and your stairways grand
There's writ the pain o my family
The blood o the ancestors streaked through sand,
Of forerunners no just my ain
And there's no denying the beauty in these halls
(sic an honesty wouldnae remove)
But we'll look at the darkness it stands upon
The weight that we all helped to move
And I have been told I have no land
or rather I have it all
I've been saved by liberators from falling down
By being made to crawl
My kin have seen truths
And though you cut my tongue to try to stop me to sing
Others will hold the tune
You'll hear your downfall ring
And I hear a sound
There's a drumming in the air
The building of something for someone
Is built out of hope or of fear
The walls of my heart, tempered by history
As strong and as fragile as shell
Echoes collective memory
Pins me to the floor and I'm watching us
Onto the boats
We're sailing where we do not know
And there is a line
Will take us where it will
And we will try
For its all that we can ever do
The margin is fine
But we walk it still
Mother, in chains, I miss my mother
The one who would tell me when everything isnae alright
But who would sing me to sleep
While uncertainty cuts through the night
Pray for the fathers 'fore violence cuts them from sight
Onto the boats
We're sailing where we do not know
And there is a line
Will take us where it will
And we will try
For its all that we can ever do
The margin is fine
But we walk it still
You hear your downfall ring
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2. |
Fortingall Working Song
04:26
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Worked all my life and working still
The mountain lies afore me
The history of Fortingall lie within these fingers
Fingers digging ever more, as long as memory lingers
CH
Here's where I bury ma hairt
Here lies the world
That bid me kneel agin the wheel
Tae deith fae laughin girl
I hae nae time to stop and greet
For all that lies ahind me
In younger days when I would cry
I'd make sure nane could hear me
Noo Deith an I staun in the field
There's nothing left I'm feared eh
CH
One by one cam fa'in doon
Birks fa'in in the forest
Til nane but silence moved aroon'
and deith moved through the glen
Noo it's wi the pirrie birds I bide
Nae women, bairns or men
CH
I'm old in life but no as old
as Deith noo maks me feel
My weary bones that dig the earth
As I mak ma deadly reel
Willna rest like those I lay
Forever lying still
CH
No til the last is in the groun
An corbies willna dine
No til they're all the gither
Aneath this silent stand
It's then I'll gang across the fields
Awa tae rest ma ain
CH
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3. |
John Crow's Devil
05:38
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The holes they made, I think you fill
It gets me high and makes me ill
I brew it up as I was taught
To give me power o'er who I'm not -
Is this my lot, is this my love?
Disgrace, abomination here
You see the secret skin I wear
The knowledge stains your eye and skin
Bear witness to our mortal sin
The river burn me deep within
Consuming fire
A war is coming
I'm claimed from left, I'm claimed from right
My John Crow waiting
Obeah and Jesus coming through the night
Tell we bout the hell that break loose
In screams and screeches
Just owl and moon and devil here
Our punishment for us to bear
Ask did we know or did we care
Consuming fire
A war is raging
I'm whipped from left, I'm whipped from right
My John Crow waiting
Obeah and Jesus running through the night
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Lisa Rigby Edinburgh, UK
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