1. |
Grace Beneath the Pines
03:31
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There’ll be no more running round for me,
No more backing down, you’ll see —
Whatever lies in store for me,
I’ll get through it
There’ll be no more going half the way,
You'd better listen to these words I say —
Whatever ties they bound to me,
I’ll cut through them
Now I found some
Grace beneath the judge's gavel,
Grace among my brothers on the firing line,
Grace upon this road less travelled,
Grace beneath the pines, the pines,
Grace beneath the pines
There’ll be no more running round for me,
No more going down, you’ll see —
The line is drawn; my enemy
Better stay behind it
There’ll be no more lifting half the weight,
My will is strong, my back is straight —
Whatever lies they told to me,
I’ll see through them
Now I found some
Grace beneath the judge's gavel,
Grace among my brothers on the firing line,
Grace upon this road less travelled,
Grace beneath the pines, the pines,
Grace beneath the pines
There’ll be no more running round for me,
No more going down, you’ll see —
I’ll get through this
Now I found some
Grace beneath the judge's gavel,
Grace among my brothers on the firing line,
Grace upon this road less travelled,
Grace beneath the pines, the pines,
Grace beneath the pines
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2. |
Wedding Ring
04:47
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Where you running to now, baby?
Running all the time.
Where you running to now, darlin'?
Running to all the time.
Well, I sure hope it’s to your sister
And not that mean brother of mine.
I’ve been trying to reach you, darlin'.
I try, I try in vain.
I’ve been trying to reach you, darlin'.
Though I try, I try in vain.
I always end up losing you
And walking home in the rain.
Wedding ring, wedding ring;
Little band of gold.
Wedding ring, wedding ring;
Little band of gold.
Will you be strong enough to keep her,
Keep her love from going cold?
There’s a wildcat in you, woman,
A wildcat on the prowl.
There’s a wildcat in you, woman,
A wildcat on the prowl.
Every time I put my arms around you
I can hear that wildcat growl.
I remember when I met you
There was something about the moon.
I remember the night I met you
There was something about the moon.
I don’t know if it was waxing or waning,
But I knew that you’d be leaving soon.
Wedding ring, wedding ring;
Little band of gold.
Wedding ring, wedding ring;
Little band of gold.
Will you be strong enough to keep her,
To keep her love from getting old?
Wedding ring, wedding ring;
Little band of gold.
Wedding ring, wedding ring;
Little band of gold.
Will you be strong enough to keep her,
To keep her love from going cold?
Will you be strong enough to keep her,
To keep her love from getting old?
Will you be strong enough to keep her,
To keep her love from going cold?
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3. |
Winning Streak
03:21
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Through summers long and winters cold
May you always have someone good to hold,
And may good fortune wait on every bend,
And may your winning streak,
May it never end
So, roll the dice, boy, ‘cause my money’s on you,
Take my advice now and put your money down too,
Because there's something in the eye you can’t pretend,
And may your winning streak,
May it never end
And may the sign
Of the Southern Cross
Be some comfort to you when you're lost,
And may the devil's evil eye
Pass you by
Well, it’s not for glory, I tell you true,
That I do these things I do for you,
But for a promise I made now I must defend,
And may your winning streak,
May it never end
And may the sign of the cross
Be some comfort when you're lost,
Help you when you're all broke down,
May the spirit of good brethren
Turn you around
And may the devil’s evil eye
Pass you right by,
Don’t you look back my friend,
And may the sisters of good charity
Take you in
Through summers long and winters cold
May you always have someone good to hold,
And may good fortune wait on every bend,
And may your winning streak,
May it never end
May your winning streak,
May it never end
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4. |
Her Mercy
04:46
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When you're kneeling through the hours,
And you're doubting your given powers,
And when you're ready for her mercy,
And you're worthy,
It will come
When you're sneaking round the back door,
And she’s waiting for you no more,
And when you're ready for her mercy,
And you're worthy,
It will come
When the birds are just tuning up still,
And the dawn breaks on your windowsill,
And when you're ready for her mercy,
And you're worthy,
It will come
It will come
When you're broken,
When your heart is finally open,
When you're down,
Down and troubled,
When you're lost among the rubble
Well, there's sugar on the old spoon,
Let’s do that two-step around your front room,
And when you're ready for her mercy,
And you're worthy,
It will come
Mercy, mercy, coming to you,
Feel her beauty flowing through you —
She will unbind you, set the word free.
Mercy, Mercy
Mercy, mercy, coming to you,
Feel her beauty flowing through you —
She will unbind you, set the word free.
Mercy, Mercy
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5. |
McCormack's Wall
04:39
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Well, I’ve not been honest, darlin',
No, I’ve not been straight at all.
Well, I beg your pardon;
The night we jumped McCormack’s Wall
I was so happy just to be with you
I would have said anything at all.
Now I could scream your name
Till you do the same,
But I know you won’t respond
Well, here we are.
What can we do?
La din da...
I’m gonna ride black river
With the lark in the morning
And the dew upon the dawn,
Well, a-home we came a-crawling
With our sickness and our song
For all guitar makers;
for the prisoners and the law;
And the fine wine drinkers
Who drank their bellies raw;
And to all the good samaritans,
Whoever found us in the dark;
And to all who’ve been
Or come between
The lovers in the park;
And to all the Ó Díomasaigh singers
With their roots in holy ground.
And forgiveness still lingers
In the bells above the town.
Well, here we are.
What’s there to do?
La din la...
I'm gonna ride on black river
Well, this is a song of drinking,
And for a drink it will be sung,
And I’ll sing it right, and I’ll say goodnight —
Unless they're serving another one
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6. |
Lowly Deserter
03:02
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Lowly deserter, sing that old song,
And sing a new one for the men
Still in battle, far from heaven;
Raise your voice up and sing to them
Lowly, lowly, it must be lonesome,
Take a hard look at yourself,
And your brother still in battle;
Sing his praises, or don’t sing again
When that question comes to find you,
Don’t deny you never ran,
And when that feeling comes to take you,
Take you walking the streets of hell
When that question comes to find you,
Don’t deny you never ran,
And when that feeling comes to take you,
Take you walking the streets of hell
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7. |
Paying My Way
03:34
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Well, you can’t just get what you want
Without a little work a day
And you can’t just stick out your hand,
No, it doesn’t work that way.
It's gonna be a long one,
I’ll be working all night long
It’s gonna be a long one,
But I’m paying my way
And there’s not much joy in the work
Unless your born to do it, they say.
And we gotta get down in the dirt now
If we wanna see some change.
It's gonna be a long one,
I’ll be working all night long
It’s gonna be a long one,
But I’m paying my way
And the heart is sliding backwards
On this long dark night of the soul,
And you're the only thing
That keeps me going on
It's gonna be a long one,
I’ll be working my fingers to the bone
It’s gonna be a long one,
But I’m paying my way
Well, there's not much change in the weather
On this long walk home to you in the rain
And there's not much left in the purse now
By the time the bills are paid
It's gonna be a long one,
I can’t wait for that weekend to roll along
It’s gonna be a long one,
But I’m paying my way
It's gonna be a long one,
I’m gonna take you out dancing all night long
It’s gonna be a long one,
But I’m paying my way
Fair work for fair pay
Yeah, I’m paying my way
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8. |
My Little Ruin
04:26
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Come on, my little ruin, won’t you open up and let us in?
Time has not been kind, but you're still standing here.
Leave a light on in your window, won’t you let me see a sign?
It’s gonna take more than smoke and mirrors now for me this time
Come on, my little sorrow, won’t you sing yourself a different song?
The melody that made you is now a worn-out sing-along.
Every body’s looking at you, but I can’t stand to watch,
I’ve seen this scene come and go too much
And oh, how you struggle through the hours
With your sorrow leading the way,
And as you stood there among the cowards,
You were letting them win
But I’m not gonna stand aside and watch them tear you up
No, I’m not,
'Cause you're better than they are,
And I can’t say it enough
That’s enough
What are you doing?
Come on, my little ruin, won’t you build yourself back up again?
Won’t you take the time you were given; you promised it to yourself.
You could stand among the best of them if you could hold your own,
But no-one's gonna do it for you now, but you and you alone
And oh, how you struggle with your power,
And keep your back tight to the wall,
And as you were counted among the cowards,
They didn’t see you at all
Now you're caught on a rising wave, and I can’t get you off,
But I’m not gonna stand aside and watch them tear you up
No, I’m not,
'Cause you're better than they are,
You're better than they are,
You're better than they are,
You're better than they are,
And I can’t say it enough
That’s enough.
What are you doing?
Come on, my little ruin, won’t you tell me where the feeling’s gone?
There's nothing lost between us; you can come back anytime you want
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9. |
Just to be the One
03:13
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I will understand you,
I will serve you well.
I’ll suffer when you leave me,
stand out in parallel.
And I will recognise you
when you're lost to yourself,
just to be the one
you call in.
I will raise an army,
I will gather strength.
I’ll follow where you lead me,
I’ll go through anything.
And I will heed your warning,
and sound your victory bell,
just to be the one
you call in.
And for the first time
you were dark,
caught out on a western swell,
swept apart.
And we watched as their
bodies danced
towards the rocks,
to the rocks.
I will recognise you
when you're lost to yourself,
just to be the one
you call in.
Just to be the one
you call in.
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10. |
Stay the Road
04:01
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Tired, tired eyes look up and see
All you’ve done, the path you’ve come,
The things that you’ve achieved.
And when you're doubting
I hope you’ll trust in me
Tired, tired eyes look up and see
I’ve been mining down a dark hole,
I’ve been mining in the rocks
For a golden seam she’s got buried deep
Some where inside of her.
I’ve been working for your wonder,
I’ve been mining hard and long,
And I will not fold; I’m gonna find that gold,
Now my work has just begun
Come on, pilgrim, won’t you stay the road?
Put that distance from your mind,
Don’t you let it show
Well, it’s just a ride, and I’m at your side
If you didn’t know
Come on, pilgrim, won’t you stay the road?
I’ve been mining down a dark hole,
I’ve been mining in the rocks
For a heart of gold that can’t be bought or sold
She’s got there inside of her.
I’ve been working for your wonder,
I’ve been mining hard and long,
And I won’t give up; I’m gonna fill my cup,
Now my work has just begun
Shelter, shelter bell ring out for all below,
Keep your doorway open wide,
Give us somewhere to go.
And when we're full of doubt,
And we don’t know what about,
Don’t you tell us no.
Shelter, shelter bell ring out for all below
I’ve been mining down a dark hole,
I’ve been mining in the rocks
For a heart of gold that can’t be bought or sold
She’s got there inside of her.
I’ve been working for your wonder,
I’ve been mining hard and long
And I won’t give up; I’m gonna fill my cup,
Now my work has just begun
Tired, tired eyes look up and see
All you’ve done, the path you’ve come,
The things that you’ve achieved,
And when you're doubting
I hope you’ll trust in me,
Tired, tired eyes look up and see
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