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23 Ocak 2010 Cumartesi

Mccutcheon John Happy Birthday To You

Mccutcheon John Happy Birthday To You
Şarkıcı: Mccutcheon John
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:
Happy Birthday to You

We're going to let second grade out early today
Which made little Mikey kind of blue
You see he just turned seven years old that day
And he thought he'd get a party at school

He walked to his house and he's taken of his guard
There's tables and chairs all over they yard
And his friends jumped up and they hollered real hard
Happy birthday to you

It makes me think of the good old days
Happy birthday to you
You sure grew out of your baby ways
Happy birthday to you

Seventh birthday, we wish you many more
Health and wealth and friends by the score
Cut the cake and lets eat some more
Happy birthday to you


Mike's twenty-two now and he's working for his pop
And his heads full of business through and through
They're puttin' in a whole new system at the shop
And forgot he had a birthday due

CHORUS
Twenty-third birthday . . .

Now it's old man Michael in a rocking chair
Admiring the view
He's still got all his teeth and he's still got all his hair
And today he's ninety-two

He turns in he seat and he's taken off guard
There's chairs and tables all over the yard
And his friends jumped up and they hollered real hard
Happy birthday to you

CHORUS
Ninety-second birthday . . .

It's your birthday, we wish you many more
Health and wealth and friends by the score
Tune up the fiddle and lets dance some more
Happy birthday to you

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By Leon Russelson
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Mccutcheon John Water From Another Time

Mccutcheon John Water From Another Time
Şarkıcı: Mccutcheon John
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:
New mown hay on a July morn
Grandkids running through the knee-high corn
Sunburned nose and a scabbed-up knee
>From the rope at the white oak tree
Just another summer's day on Grandpa's farm
With Grandma's bucket hanging off my arm
You know, the old pump's rusty but it works fine
Primed with water from another time

Chorus: It don't take much, but you gotta have some
The old ways help the new ways come
Just leave a little extra for the next in line
They're gonna need a little water from another time

Tattered quilt on the goose down bed
"Every stitch tells a story", my Grandma said
Her mama's nightgown, her Grandpa's pants
And the dress she wore to her high school dance
Now wrapped at night in those patchwork scenes
I waltz with Grandma in my dreams
My arms, my heart, my life entwined
With water from another time

(Chorus)

Newborn cry in the morning air
The past and the future are wedded there
In this wellspring of my sons and daughters
The bone and blood of living water
And, though Grandpa's hands have gone to dust,
Like Grandma's pump; reduced to rust,
Their stories quench my soul and mind
Like water from another time

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

(c) 1985 John McCutcheon/Appalsongs (ASCAP)


--submitted by Claire Knudsen

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22 Ocak 2010 Cuma

Mccutcheon John Christmas In The Trenches

Mccutcheon John Christmas In The Trenches
Şarkıcı: Mccutcheon John
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:
My name is Francis Tolliver. I come from Liverpool.
Two years ago the war was waiting for me after school.
To Belgium and to Flanders, to Germany to here,
I fought for King and country I love dear.
It was Christmas in the trenches where the frost so bitter hung.
The frozen field of France were still, no Christmas song was sung.
Our families back in England were toasting us that day,
their brave and glorious lads so far away.
I was lyin' with my mess-mates on the cold and rocky ground
when across the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound.
Says I "Now listen up me boys", each soldier strained to hear
as one young German voice sang out so clear.
"He's singin' bloddy well you know", my partner says to me.
Soon one by one each German voice joined in in harmony.
The cannons rested silent. The gas cloud rolled no more
as Christmas brought us respite from the war.
As soon as they were finished a reverent pause was spent.
'God rest ye merry, gentlemen' struck up some lads from Kent.
The next they sang was 'Stille Nacht". "Tis 'Silent Night'" says I
and in two toungues one song filled up that sky.
"There's someone commin' towards us" the front-line sentry cried.
All sights were fixed on one lone figure trudging from their side.
His truce flag, like a Christmas star, shone on that plain so bright
as he bravely strode, unarmed, into the night.
Then one by one on either side walked into no-mans-land
with neither gun nor bayonet we met there hand to hand.
We shared some secret brandy and wished each other well
and in a flare-lit soccer game we gave 'em hell.
We traded chocolates, cigarettes and photgraphs from home
these sons and fathers far away from families of their own.
Young Sanders played his squeeze box and they had a violin
this curious and unlikely band of men.
Soon daylight stole upon us and France was France once more.
With sad farewells we each began to settle back to war.
But the question haunted every heart that lived that wonderous night
"whose family have I fixed within my sights?"
It was Christmas in the trenches where the frost so bitter hung.
The frozen fields of France were warmed as songs of peace were sung.
For the walls they'd kept between us to exact the work of war
had been crumbled and were gone for ever more.
My name is Francis Tolliver. In Liverpool I dwell.
Each Christmas come since World War One I've learned it's lessons well.
That the ones who call the shots won't be among the dead and lame
and on each end of the rifle we're the same.

-- John McCutcheon "Christmas in the trenches

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