Showing posts with label folk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label folk. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Horse Feathers - Working Poor

Gives me the feeling I'm listening to Dylan's discontent about the awful state of the working class in this country. Also reminds me of Lullaby for the Working Class instrumentally. Overall, a great song. I look forward to getting some music by these guys soon.





We are young and we are weak.
Just as blank as we are bleak.
Too far gone in our heads.
We all live and work in the red.

We're cold,
we had done all we've been told.
There's no court for our case.
What failure gave us suits our taste.

We all bend, we all break.
We all forfeit what we make.
Too far gone, in our heads.
We all live and work in the red.

We're cold,
we had done all we've been told.
There's no court for our case.
What failure gave us suits our taste.

There's no money to our names.
Empty pockets to our graves.
There's no court for our case.
What failure gave us suits our taste.

Friday, January 1, 2010

Fuck. Yes.

Got my new HD the other day and got all my music on it, so let the indignant piracy commence.

Pygmy Lush/Turboslut Split

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Wednesday, June 10, 2009

A Folk Song for the Poor

I am a brisk lad and me fortune is quite bad,
In fact I am wondrous poor.
But it's I do intend me fortune to mend,
I s'll build me an house down on the moor, me brave boys,
I shall build me an house down on the moor.

My father he keeps fat oxen and sheep
And a neat little nag on the down.
But in the middle of the night when the moon do shine bright
There's a number of jobs to be done, me brave boys,
There's a number of jobs to be done.

For it's I'll roam around on some other man's ground,
I s'll take a fat ewe from his pack.
And with the aid of me knife, I shall shorten its life
And I'll carry him home on me back, me brave boys,
I shall carry him home on me back.

Then me children shall pull the skin from the wool,
I'll carve him up to the bone.
And when the constable do come, I'll stand there with me gun
And I'll swear all I have is me own, me brave boys,
I shall swear all I have is me own.

The Watersons - The Brisk Lad

Sole sampled this. I spent the last fucking hour searching for the song using lyrics and barely found that shit after I realized had mistaken a word. Goddammit. Anyways, this song is pretty good.