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But I Love Kissing
02:25
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I hate plastic Bags, smoky fags,
Scratchy tags on Fashion Fads
But Baby I love Kissing
I hate bumps that trip, seams that Rip,
Clocks that tick, & taps that drip
But Baby I love kissing
My bad Mood melts without a trace
when there’s a mouth tasting my face
and I float off to heaven blissing When I meditate on kissing
I hate burning toast, folks that boast,
things that don’t work like they’re s’posed
But Baby I love Kissing
I hate cruising hoons eroding dunes,
limp balloons & tuneless tunes
But Baby I love Kissing
I hate folks who’re late, make me wait,
A rusty gate that won’t hang straight
But Baby I love Kissing
Into a smile my frowning slips when there are lips upon my lips
and there’s no thing that I am missing cos my thing is tender kissing
I hate a knife too blunt, the cruel Fox-hunt,
being out front in a foolish stunt
But Baby I love Kissing
My joie do vivre it does effect when my lips are being gently pecked
and I float off to heaven blissing When I meditate on kissing
and nothing to me is distressing when I’m kissing kissing kissing!
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If you love somebody
Well that means you need someone
And If you need someone
Well that makes you weak
If you know you're weak
And you know you need someone
Oh, it's a funny thing but
That's what make you strong.......
That's what make you strong That's what gives you power
That's what lets the meek come and sit beside the king
That's what lets us smile in our final hour
That's what moves our souls and That's what makes us sing
And to trust somebody
Is to be disappointed
It's never what you wanted
And it happens every time
But if you're the trusting kind
That don't even cross your mind
And Oh it's a funny thing but
That's what make you strong......
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Bring Them Here
03:51
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Baba, Maman & koodak means Daddy, Mummy & child in Farsi, the language used by the majority of asylum seekers in recent years.
Asylum they came seeking In boats old & leaking
Of their torture speaking When the boat comes in
No peace for Baba, No peace for Maman
No peace for koodak, surely it’s a sin
Zero information goes out to the nation
An abomination When the boat comes in
We ‘Police' our borders With internment orders
Racists applaud us When the boat comes in
No peace for Baba, No peace for Maman
No peace for koodak, surely it’s a sin
Why say a prayer Teach our kids to care
Then refuse to share When the boat comes in
Private corporations Profit from our nation’s
Freedom deprivations When the boat comes in
No peace for Baba, No peace for Maman ...
Children in detention Human rights suspension
We must pay attention When the boat comes in
People sent with all they've been through
To Manus and Nauru
What have we come to When the boat comes in
No peace for Baba, No peace for Maman ...
To our grief and shame hundreds still remain
In torment and pain When the boat comes in
If I’d a son or daughter fleeing famine or slaughter
I’d cross any water When the boat comes in
No Peace …
If justice we revere Say welcome loud and clear
and swiftly bring them here When the boat comes in
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5. |
Whistling Thief
03:15
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There's Pat come over the hill
His calleen fair to see
And whistlin low but shrill
The signal was to be
Oh, Mary, the mother cried
There's somebody whistlin sure
Oh, Mother 'tis only the wind
a-whistlin through the door
With me falla de lar a lar
Me falla de lar a lay
With me falla de lar a lar
Right falla de lar a de lay
I've lived my whole life long
in this old house, my dear
And the door to whistle like that
I never yet did hear
But Mother you know the fiddle
Hangs close beside the chink
The wind upon the open strings
is playin a tune, I think
With me falla de lar a lar ...
The dog is barking now
The fiddle can't play the tune
Oh but Mother you know they say
Dogs bark when they see the moon
But how can he see the moon
when he is old and blind?
Blind dogs don't bark at the moon, you know
and fiddles don't play with the wind
With me falla de lar a lar ...
And now I hear a pig
uneasy in its mind
But mother you know they say that
pigs can see the wind
That's true enough by day
but right now you may remark
A pig no more than your man outside
can see anything in the dark
Sure I'm not such a fool as you think
I know very well ‘tis Pat
Go home, you whistlin thief
and do get away outa that
And you! Get into bed
Don't you play upon me your jeers!
I might have lost the sight in my eyes
But there's nothing wrong with my ears!
With me falla de lar a lar ...
So lads when courtin go
and for your sweethearts wait
Take care not to whistle too loud
in case the old woman might wake
In the days when I was young
Oh forget it I never can
I came to know the difference between
A fiddle, a dog and a man.
With me falla de lar a lar ...
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6. |
Things Are Coming My way
02:42
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I got the left hind leg of a rabbit - things are comin my way
All I gotta do is just to reach out and grab it
Things are comin' my way
Oh me, me oh my, I feel happy all of the time
You know I ain't got nothin' to worry my mind because
Things are comin' my way
Now I got the left hind leg of a rabbit things are comin' my way
You know, All I gotta do is just to reach out and grab it
Things are comin' my way
Oh me, how good I feel, I come callin' in an automobile
You know I don't need to worry 'bout my next meal because
Things are comin' my way
I got the left hind leg of a rabbit things are comin'. coming' my way
You know all I gotta do is just to reach out and grab it
things are comin my way
Oh me, I feel so fine, if it starts rainin' I don't pay no mind
Got a pie in the oven and a fruit on the vine
You know things are comin' my way
My clothes are tailor-made and my shoes are patent leather
Things are comin' my way
All I gotta do is just stitch myself together
Things are comin' my way
Oh me, me oh my, I feel happy all of the time
You know I ain't got nothin' to worry my mind, because
Things are comin' my way
I got the left hind leg of a rabbit - things are comin my way
you know all I gotta do is just to reach out and grab it
Things are comin' my way
Oh me, me oh my, I feel happy all of the time
And I feel so fine, if it starts rainin' I don't pay no mind
Oh me, how good I feel, I come callin' in an automobile
Don’t need to worry ‘bout my next meal
Cos things are coming' my way
I got nothing to worry my mind
Cos things are comin', coming' my way
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7. |
I Hope You Like It
04:18
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This love I have for you
I hope you like it though it’s mostly secondhand
But I cleaned it up like new
and I wrapped it with a lovely rubber band
and it’s from so many places so you may detect some traces
of the way that it’s been passed from hand to hand
I hope you understand
When we quietly sit together
That’s a love my brother gave me long ago
Though I’m floating like a feather
It’s a love that doesn’t have to be on show
And when I treat you as a team-mate And I tell you every dream I have
I learnt that from my sister first you know
Such a gift she did bestow
Some simple praise to save me
That’s a love I got once from a high school friend
Or the love my grandma gave me
that I’m giving back to her now til the end
I could name so many others all my family friends and lovers
Who gave me all this love I’ve got to spend
And to share with you, my friend
So when you’re struck with sadness
And you’re sulking like we all can sometimes do
And I know it would be madness
if I start being cross and grumpy too
Then if sometimes I remember not to close down in a temper
but to speak the love that underneath is true
That’s a love I learned from you
Note - Paul told me after the song had been recorded that he changed the third last line to better reflect what happens for him. We couldn't re-record but we will perform it with the new words from now on as it does express what a temper most often feels like.
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8. |
Lovin' You
02:37
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If you are wond'rin' what I'm gonna do
While you are sleepin', am I sleepin' too?
I'm just sittin' here lovin' you
Closing my eyes and lovin' you
I'm just sittin' back, sittin' here lovin' you
I have been wond'rin' just what I would do
If I weren't sleepin', and had I not found you
I'd be outside findin' you
I'd be walkin' down the avenue findin' you
I'm just sittin' back, sittin' here lovin' you
Oh the reason that you never see me runnin' around
Fingers on my forehead couldn’t calm me down
And I can't even get me up and on my feet
When I have to take care of some business on the street
I have been walkin' all my streets alone
Used to keep walkin' just to keep from goin' home
Couldn't ever thoroughly conceive of you
Now I can't conceive of ever leavin' you
I'm just sittin' back, sitting here lovin' you
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Jenny Fitzgibbon & Jeremy Dunlop Sunshine Coast, Australia
Jenny and Jeremy have played together for many years. They love a variety of genres from jazz to Americana to Irish,
featuring songs and great arrangements.
They met in Fada - a band that toured schools around Qld and NSW sharing traditional Irish music. They play folk festivals as a duo (Airlie Beach Arts, Newstead, Maleny Music Weekend, Woodford Folk Festival, Neurum Ck) and many local venues.
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