A Lancashire folkgroup

[John A Silkstone]

This is one of my favourite songs. It's by a once Lancashire folk group. I say once, because due to political interference, the town of Stalybridge moved over night from Lancashire to Cheshire. The song was written in 1976 by two of the group, John Meeks and Colin Radcliff. The group is still going strong today. You can read how much the words mean, but the music is excellent and add even more to the words. For more information go to http://www.5pp.co.uk

Watercolour Morning

It’s a watercolour morning
get your paint box and your paper
while the sun comes round
don’t make a sound
by the fence across the meadow
there’s a rabbit gently playing
by the water side
no time to hide, no time to hide.

The trees a kind of misty green
cool grey shadow in between
the shy is blue and I love you
so sit you down and free your hair
let it fall unto the ground
all around you
let me paint you.

It’s a watercolour morning
Trouble gone and piece falling
All around you
I’ve found you
I’ll paint you in among the scene
Immortalize you in my dream
I’ve found you
Glad that I found you

Now God made cows of black and white
To make my picture nice and bright
Flowers in between of yellow,
yellow blue and green
my brush moves quickly over paper
colour flows to catch the light
that’s in your smile
now we’ll rest a while

It’s a watercolour morning
paint is dry and love is falling
all around you
I’ve found you
We’ll lie among the blues and greens
and live another lovely dream
I’ve found you
Glad that I found you.

my brush moves quickly over paper
colour flows to catch the light
that’s in your smile
now we’ll rest a while
It’s a watercolour morning
paint is dry
and love is falling
all around you
I’ve found you
We’ll lie among the blues and greens
and live another lovely dream
I’ve found you
Glad that I found you,
Glad that I found you,
Glad that I found you,
It’s a watercolour morning
paint is dry and love is falling all around you.

[Clare]

It is a lovely song John. Reminds me of a few 'colour' songs I like, such as Donovan's love song "Colours" ;

Yellow is the colour of my true loves's hair
In the morning when we rise .....

and the Joan Biaz version of the classic sad love song "The Unquiet Grave" ;

Green grows the grass o'er my sweetheart and gently falls the rain.
The sweetest flower in all the world will never bloom again.
It was in Cupid's Garden, where you and I would walk,
The fairest flower that ever I saw is withered to a stalk.
The stalk is withered and dry sweetheart, the flower will ne'er return,
And since I lost my one true love, what can I do but mourn?
When will we meet again, sweetheart? When will we meet again?
When the autumn leaves that fall from the tree are green and spring up again .....

But I ramble maybe.

[GrimDad]

Great song John, reminding me of a weeping willow song.....under the willow....singing oh willow wily....till my true love returns to me....a haunting refrain that was a film theme song - The Innocents ? Forget.

[John A Silkstone]

Here is another song that I like from the Fivepenny Piece (5PP). If you wish to know more about this group or find out about their music, then go to
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fivepennypiece/
On their CD, ‘The very best of the Fivepenny Piece’. The first track is the song, ‘Watercolour Morning’. This CD is very good, Should you purchase it, I have to warn you, that it could become addictive. Silky

Brown Photographs

I've sat on her knee for many an hour
at brown photographs we'd be looking
and she'd tell of the times she'd had in her life
some good, some tears and some laughing.

And she'd tell of the times when life was so grand
when the mills were all weaving and spinning
in her bonnet and shawl at the start of each day
to work, then her play, then her courting.

Her day it was long, most of them hard
they didn't pay much for her working
but when it were done she always came home
to a house that was poor but was loving.

And she lives all alone since my grandfather died
she don't have the same joy of living
but she don't mope around, she's always a smile
old fashioned advice she'd be giving.

She says time have changed, people have to
they're too busy fighting and grabbing
when she were a lass well they hadn't much cash
but they were never frightened of giving

And my grandfathers boots still stand by the fire
as if home from the mill he'd be coming
and as evening 'll come you'll find her alone
by the fire her memories living.

[Clare]

Yes very good John, and their records can be bought online as at Amazon.co.uk
- [url]http://www.amazon.co.uk/exec/obidos/redirect-home?tag=wilmots-21&placement=home_multi.gif&site=amazon[/url]
- under 'Fivepenny Piece'

[John A Silkstone]

Hello Clare,
I tried henryrecords but was told that there is no such address. Is it correct? Silky

[Clare]

Sorry John but the henryrecords.co.uk site seems to have vanished now, so I have changed the link I gave in my last post to an Amazon.co.uk link !
However, buying on Amazon.co.uk you can even hear a sample of each song (without even buying) !!

[GrimDad]

:lol:
Hi Clare,

Yes you are right that Amazon is good for buying a great range of music, or for just listening to different music.

I do love using it, but it can be annoying that you only hear part of a song there - so if you want the full thing then you have to buy or maybe settle for find the full lyric words ?

:lol:

[Colin]

One of the Fivepennypiece albums includes a cover of one of my favourite folk songs, which was also recorded by The Dubliners and many others ;

The Wild Rover.

I've been a wild rover for many's the year
and I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer.
But now I'm returning with gold in great store
and I never will play the wild rover no more.
And it's no, nay, never,
no, nay, never, no more
will I play the wild rover
no, never, no more.

I went into an ale-house I used to frequent
and I told the landlady my money was spent.
I asked her for credit, she answered me nay,
a custom like yours I can have any day.
And it's no, nay, never,
no, nay, never, no more
will I play the wild rover
no, never, no more.


I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright
and the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight.
She said I'd have whiskey and wines of the best
and the words that she told me were only in jest.
And it's no, nay, never,
no, nay, never, no more
will I play the wild rover
no, never, no more.

I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done,
and I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son.
And when they've caressed me as oft' times before
then I never will play the wild rover no more.
And it's no, nay, never,
no, nay, never, no more
will I play the wild rover
no, never, no more.

[John A Silkstone]

Hi Folks,

A Happy New Year to you all, and as we will now be thinking
Of holidays I thought I’d put this song up. It’s written by
Peter Christie and sung by the Five Penny Piece. Silky

SPANISH HOLIDAY

We’ve all been on a holiday to Spain
And next year we will all go there again
Not one of us could tell a cold gazpacho from paella
But we all had a lovely time

Last year when we arrived in sunny Spain
We reached our hotel bedroom in a crane
For they’d not build the top floors and we had no bedroom doors
But we all had a lovely time

Our hotel room was breezy for the walls were not complete
Our bathroom too commanded views from several hundred feet
But the British are not shy when they’re in the public eye
And sing patriotic songs not obsolete
And at bath time there stood Father wearing little more than lather
Singing “Rule Britanniaâ€￾ to the passers by
Father in his lather wasn’t shy

We’ve all been on a charter flight to Spain
And everyone was pally on the plane
Just like a charabanc we sang and drank and drank and sang
And we all had a lovely time

Jane had tummy trouble that the Spanish doctor traced
To eating seafood known to breed where sewers discharge waste
But it wasn’t eating squid that made her feel the way she did
And added several inches to her waist
For her so-called ‘Spanish tummy’ came from being far too chummy
With a matador who made off for Madrid
What Jane did can’t be blamed upon a squid

We’ve all been on a holiday to Spain
But this year our brochure did not explain
That owing to the boom there’d be five families to a room
But we all had a lovely time

When we reached our hotel we were told they’d overbooked
With five bunk beds above ours we felt somewhat overlooked
But Mother wiped her tears and we bought some souvenirs
And ate some octopus that wasn’t cooked
And our room with all its clutter like the black hole of Calcutta
Looked so cosy after drinking several beers
We went ahead and booked for two more years

We’ve all been on a holiday to Spain
And next year we will all go there again
Not one of us could tell a cold gazpacho from paella
But we all had a lovely time
(Spoken): ‘Ee by gum we didâ€￾
We all had a lovely time
(Spoken): “Have you packed your cossie George?â€￾
We all had a lovely time
Ole!

:lol: :lol: :lol:

[Clare]

Hi John, Happy New Year, a good one and here's another a bit like it ;

Y VIVA ESPANA, by Eddie Seago / Leo Caerts,
Sylvia Vrethammar 1974/1975 and many English/Spanish covers.

All the ladies fell for Rudolph Valentino
He had a beano back in those balmy days
He knew every time you meet an icy creature
You've got to teach her hot blooded latin ways
But even Rudy would have felt the strain
Of making smooth advances in the rain.

Oh this year i'm off to Sunny Spain Y Viva Espana
I'm taking the Costa Brava 'plane Y Viva Espana
If you'd like to chat a matador, in some cool cabana
And meet senoritas by the score, Espana por favor.

Quite by chance to hot romance I found the answer
Flamenco dancers are by far the finest bet
There was one who whispered oh hasta la vista
Each time I kissed him behind the castanette
He rattled his maracas close to me
In no time I was trembling at the knee.

Oh this year i'm off to Sunny Spain Y Viva Espana
I'm taking the Costa Brava 'plane Y Viva Espana
If you'd like to chat a matador, in some cool cabana
And meet senoritas by the score, Espana por favor.

When they first arrive the girls are pink and pasty
but oh so tasty as soon as they go brown
I guess they know ev'ry fellow will be queuing
to do the wooing his girlfriend won't allow
but every dog must have his lucky day
that's why i've learnt the way to shout ole.

Oh this year i'm off to Sunny Spain Y Viva Espana
I'm taking the Costa Brava 'plane Y Viva Espana
If you'd like to chat a matador, in some cool cabana
And meet senoritas by the score, Espana por favor.

[John A Silkstone]

'Water Coloured Morning' sung by the Fivepenny piece is good, as is their 'I don't know if I want to go home',.

[allmost]

Yes a good song, sung well John. Enjoyed seeing and hearing from your link.