Beast

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The man in the moon

the girl and the spoon

carousels of witches on brooms

spinning spinning spinning shadows and dreams

your dull eyes once sparkled back moonbeams

(Chorus)

One two three four five six ten

Ready or not it's coming again

Fee fi fo fum

I smell the blood as it runs

Aging children ringing the rose

candle flames and wax tears flow

pink papered walls and nursery rhymes

will mother come sing you a lullaby?

Chorus

The man with the spoon

says lick the bowl

you're no longer frightened of growing old

These thankless misgivings on which you feast

take a look in the mirror and see the beast

Chorus

© Michael Azzopardi

Twa Corbies

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As I was walking all alane

I heard twa corbies making a mane

The tane unto the t'other did say-o

where shall we gang and dine today-o

where shall we gang and dine today

In behint yon auld fail dyke

I wot there lies a new slain Knight

And naebody kens that he lies there-o

but his hawk and his hound and his lady fair-o

his hawk and his hound and his lady fair

His hound is to the hunting gane

His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame

His lady's ta'en another mate-o

So we my mak our dinner sweet-o

So we may mak our dinner sweet

Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane

And I'll pick out his bonny blue een

Wi' ae lock o' his gowden hair-o

We'll theek our nest when it grows bare-o

 We'll theek our nest when it grows bare

Mony a one for him maks mane

But nane sall ken where he is gane

O'er his white banes when they are bare-o

the wind sall blaw for evermair-o

the wind sall blaw for evermair

Traditional Scottish

Bells of St Andrew's

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Lord Randal

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O where have you been, Lord Randal, my son

O where have you been, my bonny young man?

I've been with my sweetheart, mother make my bed soon

For I'm sick to the heart and I fain would lie down

And what did she give you, Lord Randal, my son?

And what did she give you, my bonny young man

Eels boiled in brew, mother make my bed soon

For I'm sick to the heart and I fain would lie down

What's become of your bloodhounds, Lord Randal, my son?

What's become of your bloodhounds, my bonny young man?

O they swelled and died, mother make my bed soon

For I'm sick to the heart and I fain would lie down

O I fear you are poisoned, Lord Randal, my son

O I fear you are poisoned, my bonny young man

O yes, I am poisoned, mother make my bed soon

For I'm sick to the heart and I fain would lie down

What will you leave your brother, Lord Randal, my son?

What will you leave your brother, my bonny young man?

My horse and the saddle, mother make my bed soon

For I'm sick to the heart and I fain would lie down

What will you leave your sister, Lord Randal, my son?

What will you leave your sister, my bonny young man?

My gold box and rings, mother make my bed soon

For I'm sick to the heart and I fain would lie down

What will you leave your true love, Lord Randal, my son

What will you leave your true love, my bonny young man?

The tow and the halter to hang on yon tree

And let her hang there for the poisoning of me

Traditional English

The Little Drummer

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One fine summer's morning both gallant and gay

twenty four ladies went out out on the quay

and a regiment of soldiers to soon pass them by

a drummer and one of them soon caught his eye

He went to his comrade and to him did say

twenty four ladies I saw yesterday

and one of them ladies she has my heart one

and if she denies me then I'm surely undone

Go up to this lady and tell her your mind

tell he she's wounded your poor heart inside

go and tell her she's wounded your poor heart full sore

and if she denies you what can she do more

So early next morning this young man arose

dressed himself up in a fine suit of clothes

with a watch in his pocket and a cane in his hand

saluting the ladies he walked down the strand

He went up to her and he said pardon me

pardon me lady for making so free

My fine honoured lady you have my heart won

and if you deny me I'm surely undone

Be off little drummer now what do you mean

for I'm the lord's daughter of Ballykisteen

I'm the lord's daughter that's honoured you see

be off little drummer you're making to free

So he put on his hat and he bade her farewell

he said I'll send my soul down to heaven or hell

for with this long pistol that hangs by my side

I'll put an end to my own dreary life

Come back little drummer and don't take a till

I do not want to be guilty of sin

to be guilty of innocent blood for to spill

come back little drummer I'm here at your will

And we'll hire a car and to Bansha we'll go

and there we'll be married in spite of our foes

For what can they say when it's over and done?

but I fell in love with the roll of your drum

Traditional Irish

Peter

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Peter comes 'round like a wheel that keeps spinning

He points to the palm of his hand

He says here is the life, the life I've been given

and here is the one I had planned

(Chorus)

He comes around, face to the ground

But when he smiles it's like sun through a cloud

Peter, the winter will lead you home

Peter was born the last of three children

In a house you would hardly call home

Father said be thankful for the life you've been given

and remember it's only on loan

Chorus

He will sigh for you

If you're in pain he'll cry for you

Tell you weakness is strong

He would die for you

make your bed he'll lie for you

Make you feel you belong

Peter says life has little to do with living

I get by the best that I can

Peter says love has little to do with giving

I take whatever love that I can

Chorus

© Michael Azzopardi

Meet Me

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Meet me in the morning

meet me by the way

meet me as the sun it shines down once again

And I shall take you with me

to places you've not been

oh trust in your heaven

and all the stars in my dreams

Meet me in the daylight

meet me by the way

meet me as the sun it shines down once again

And I shall take you with me

to places you've not been

oh trust in your heaven

and all the stars in my dreams

Meet me in the evening

meet me by the way

meet me as the cheshire moon smiles once again

And I shall take you with me

to places you've not been

oh trust in my heaven

and all the stars in my dreams

© Michael Azzopardi