by Seth Lakeman on album Introducing... Seth Lakeman, Vol. 1
Out of the moonlight in the month of May, This ship would take her last breath. Her full mast it was draping, Like a mermaid she was dressed. Her lonely heart is setting free, All her cares they went
by Seth Lakeman on album Poor Man's Heaven
Sunday morning In the summertime Over worship We hurlers climb Over mountains Valleys deep Bells were ringing Round our feet Come, take this morning Cried the priest For all good hurlers Are the devi
by Seth Lakeman on album iTunes Festival: London 2008
Sunday morning In the summertime Over worship We hurlers climb Over mountains Valleys deep Bells were ringing Round our feet Come, take this morning Cried the priest For all good hurlers Are the devi
by Seth Lakeman on album Poor Man's Heaven
High waves she cut them up in two The storm's eye we could see With her tattered sails shaking in the gale A terror for a sight was she Cutting through the clouds the moon swept the deck Her woo
by Seth Lakeman on album Tales from the Barrel House
My fire extinct My forge decayed By the side of my bench My old vice is laid My anvil and hammer Lie gathering dust My powerful bellows Have lost their thrust Chorus: Hearts now cased in st
by Seth Lakeman on album Hearts And Minds
Rise Up from the sinking land Feel the weight of the governments hand Rotas, Quotas, laws and rules Suited men from the public schools Shouted at us to down our tool Dont give a damn about w
by Seth Lakeman on album Tales from the Barrel House
The old man took one final sip, then lay a drinker’s dream From dusty vaults to autumn sun in ripe and rolling green Spangled bronze and coral red, all crown a pungent sky His harvest bleeds from
by Seth Lakeman on album Tales from the Barrel House
A breaker’s life is solid, ’til the fire burns away Every day is danger’s way of sharpening up the blade Old tunnels play those tricks on you Heed no hopeless tale Keep your hand upon the ha
by Seth Lakeman on album Tales from the Barrel House
Well, the ropes are all tangled and tied The throb of red diesel it whines Past the still snoring town We elbow around For many’s the nights we will claim To drain all the salt from our veins
by Seth Lakeman on album Tales from the Barrel House
The rain it taps upon the door, the night is dark and grim This lonely daughter sits at home, so pretty and so trim Sir, my father is in bed and my mother is in show I fear I cannot let you in, alt
by Seth Lakeman on album Tales from the Barrel House
Hear the midnight ring Loud echoes on the walls Two hundred years have been And still those seconds fall Good deeds and noble skills Repair the true design Chorus: Maker’s rhyme, running th
by Seth Lakeman on album Tales from the Barrel House
Through long and hollow skies A year ago my true love and I The cold grey clapper stone We crossed the bridge and we headed home Lilac hills arise, To meet my lover’s eyes Time will put to b