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Rikki Tikki Tavi
03:53
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Already been wrong
03:17
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Don’t treat me this way, I’m just holding on
Don’t treat me this way, I been waiting much too long
For the sound of a bird, singing out so clear
Just one kind word, oh from you my dear
Don’t treat me this way, oh a heart that’s true
Don’t treat me this way, I know too much about you
All the secrets you keep, and where you keep them darlin'
the names you say in your sleep,
and the habit that you see no harm in
Last year we lay in the sun
birds of the sea came from all four corners
then they flew into the west as one
and at the time I saw it as a sign
but I already been wrong lots of times
With the city lights at our back
we romanced against the skyline
when we kissed the city went black
there was no call to see it as a sign
but I already been wrong lots of times
Don’t treat me this way
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Court of Mary
03:44
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I don’t wanna listen to the court of Mary
I don’t wanna laugh at her jokes no more
She likes to think that she’s so contrary
but all she says you know I heard before
She woke up in yesterday
bills on the table she couldn’t pay
I came back that’s how I found her
with all the jokes that now surround her
I don’t wanna listen to the court of Mary
I don’t wanna work down her mine no more
My eyes are gone and my bones are weary
I don’t care what I might have said before
Wanna walk out the sun’ll be shining
All her words just fade away
Set the sun to my own timing
and never go back again
I don’t wanna listen to the court of Mary
the others can do just as they please
Don’t wanna seem like I’m ungrateful
but now it isn’t what I need
All your jokes turned into jokers
laugh your way down to the grave
all the rumours and tombstone humour
carry them with you on your way
I don’t wanna listen to the court of Mary
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Something that I know
03:51
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You said that you were leaving
though not for very long
you said on your return
that you would sing a cheeerful song
but you're not coming back
it's just something that I know
Marriage can be over
though you still wear a ring
you can have degrees
and not know a blessed thing
and we are now all through
it's just something that I know
something that I know
Tell it like it is is what they always said
but if you find the monsters underneath the bed
well you won't get any thanks
it's just something that I know
And we are not alone they've been here all along
and if there is no tune then it's not much of a song
and we are now all through
it's just something that I know
something that I know
Yes mother earth is not in as much danger as us
and Paul thinks of John more than Yoko does
and you told me a lie
it's just something that I know
You're not where you said you were
and he's not just a friend
don't tell me that it's for a while we both know it's the end
and you're not coming back
it's just something that I know
something that I know
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Over the mountain
04:15
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Came to me in a dream, before I saw your face
saw you in the sky from a lonely place
knew your heart before I knew your name
now and forever it'll be the same
Over the mountain I wait for you
Over the mountain I wait for you
I stood alone on the desert sands
inside the wind I felt your hands
I heard your voice whisper in the trees
in the song of the birds that sing to me
Over the mountain I wait for you
Over the mountain I wait for you
I found your soul carried on the tide
I found your footprints by the riverside
I saw your hair falling in the sun
in the song of the workers when the day is done
Over the mountain I wait for you
Over the mountain I wait for you
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Sesheke Town
05:09
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A jungle night too hot for sleeping
I was staring at the ceiling where
a fan was slowly turning
I kicked off the covers and
walked out on to the verandah
the lights were on the black water
the air was sweet and heavy
with the scent of mangoes
It was a night like this
in Sesheke Town
I can still taste the kiss
that drags me down
And although it was long ago
and you were not all you seemed
my love
I still hear your dark whispers in my dreams
of nights in Sesheke Town
You were dangerous I think I knew
You took a stone and threw it
It changed into a leopard I saw it with my own eyes
You laughed and called me bwana
said your father was a goat farmer
You lied
But even when I knew there was nothing I could do yeah
It was a night like this
in Sesheke Town
I can still taste the kiss
that drags me down
And although it was long ago
and you were not all you seemed
my love
I still hear your dark whispers in my dreams
of nights in Sesheke Town
I remember the night there was torches on the hillside
You thought that I was sleeping but I followed you quietly
Hid behind a thorn bush I watched them take a life
If seeing is believing I saw the glitter of your knife
I live now in a civilised quarter
I’m seeing an accountant’s daughter
There are only facts and figures
there are no grey areas but
Tonight I get the strangest feeling
there’s a gecko on the ceiling
Although you can never tell it seems to know me well yeah
It was a night like this
in Sesheke Town
I can still taste the kiss
that drags me down
And although it was long ago
and you were not all you seemed
my love
I still hear your dark whispers in my dreams
of nights in Sesheke Town
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Which way to go
03:31
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Supermodel
03:22
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Baby you been good
03:35
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Comfort of strangers
03:19
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Darling Clementine
when will you be mine
all the things that rhyme
come tumbling over
Do just what you please
an eternal tease
Bluebird on the breeze oh
won’t you blow over me
But you’d rather have the comfort of strangers
no-one re-arranges..
Is it really true
that for everything we do
we must pay till we are blue
oh I’d hate to think so.
Buried to the hilt
all the pain and guilt
All the milk that spilt
Comes blowing over me
I’d have done better with the comfort of strangers
No-one re-arranges
But if you’re gonna hug a stranger
Then it might as well be one you know
Last verse same as the first..
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Southern Cross
04:00
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Over my life the Southern cross
I notice it more when it’s not there
Over my life I never lost
the feel of it guiding me on my way
Mother city
I came around in the mother city
With the doves that call
from Cape to Cairo
Oh mama I lay me down.
In my dreams I see the ocean
Smiling when the day is blue
How much of your salt
Is mother’s tears
How many died to sail to you
Mother city
I came around in the mother city
With the doves that call
from Cape to Cairo
Oh mama I lay me down
And all good things
The south east brings
Over my life the Southern cross
I notice it more when it’s not there
Over my life I never lost
the feel of it guiding me on my way
Mother city
I came around in the mother city
With the doves that call
from Cape to Cairo
Oh mama I lay me down.
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Robin Auld Cape Town, South Africa
Slide guitar, harmonica, African blues guitar stylings and soul vocals all feature in the fresh and vibrant roots sound of
Cape Town based Robin Auld.
Born in Lusaka, Zambia to Scots parents, Robin's childhood was spent between Southern Africa and Scotland; a journey reflected in the African and Celtic influences in his music.
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