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Dandelion and Clover
02:57
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DANDELION AND CLOVER
words, music © Peggy Seeger
administered by Harmony Music , Ltd
A little boy came to our kitchen door
Can she come out to play?
We ran all the way to our wild place
To blow dandelion fairies and look for the four-leaf clover
We were seven. Before he was eight it was over
He fell asleep on the school room floor
And they took him away to heaven
But he would come back and marry me
I knew he’d remember me
With a boy from a painting I lay new born
Under the harvest moon
In April he cut out my heart and left
To blow dandelion fairies and lie with my friend in the clover
It was over. All over
He died long ago on a highway
A beautiful father of children
But he comes back now and then
When I remember him
Sorrow and joy are bound together
Sweet lover, remember me
Come back, come back
And lie in my arms forever
In the dark of night I lie awake
And wait for the winter moon
I dream of you and wild places
Of dandelion and clover
Soon it will be over... all over
Gone away
But songs don’t die on a school room floor
Tomorrow I’ll come to your kitchen door
Will you come out to play?
Will you come out to play?
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2. |
The Invisible Woman
03:41
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THE INVISIBLE WOMAN
Written by Neill MacColl and Peggy Seeger
Publishing: Barking Green Music & Bucks Music Group
What a beautiful, beautiful baby
Said the face looking down from the sky
The neighbour joined in and tickled my chin
What a beautiful baby was I
Growing up I made sure of attention
Everyone’s eyes were on me
And into my teens I was never not seen
The whole world revolved around me, me, me
I was here for the birth of my children
I was here, the belle of the ball
80 years have gone by in the blink of an eye
Now it seems that I’m not here at all
Here comes the invisible woman
She’s been on the planet for years
You can’t make her out
But there’s never a doubt
The invisible woman is here
I strolled down the high street on Sunday
In clown shoes and lace underwear
Did they notice my dance?
Not one single glance
So I guess that I can’t have been there
I can’t recall when it first happened
Don't know how I became so unseen
When my tangible self was put on the shelf
These words on the label: ‘has been’
Here comes the invisible woman
She’s been on the planet for years
You can’t make her out
But there’s never a doubt
The invisible woman is here
Why should I feel so much less than I am?
There is so much more of me now
Grey hair, whiskers, wrinkles and such
Dressing for comfort, longing for touch
It should be so simple
It feels like so much
To ask you to see me
It’s only a feature of nature
You will start vanishing too
You will get old, left out in the cold
The ghost army’s waiting for you
Like the leaves that fall before winter
Like the day that turns into the night
We may not have a choice
But we still have a voice
The invisible gals love a fight
Here comes the invisible woman
She’s been on the planet for years
She has plenty to say, she won’t go away
The invisible woman is here, here, here
The invisible woman is here
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3. |
Lubrication
02:27
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LUBRICATION
words, music © Peggy Seeger
administered Bucks Music aka Harmony Music
Certain moving parts
Are meant to get along together
They need to slip and slide, float and glide
‘Cause they wanna go on forever
Gotta take care of moving parts
They’re easily irritated
Make ‘em scrape and they’ll get out of shape
Keep them lubricated
You need grease to make ‘em do their job
It’s not just a matter of luck
It’s a matter of skill, cooperation and will
Remember that, when you find you’re stuck
Did the earth move for you last night, dear?
It sure did move for me and my mate
‘Cause the earth needs oil, water and gas
To regulate the state of her tectonic plates
With the mining and frackin’ the crust is crackin’
We’re putting our money on luck
For want of lubrication the game goes down
Remember that, when we’re finally stuck
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4. |
All In The Mind
03:25
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All In The Mind
(words & music, Calum Maccoll & Peggy Seeger)
Chorus
Is there a place where everything goes?
Everyone’s looking and nobody knows
Is there a way, a map or a sign?
Or is it just dreaming?
All in the mind
She lives on her own, the children are gone
They talk on the phone but they don’t talk for long
She tells herself stories, sings herself songs
Turns back the clock and tries to hold on
Chorus
And looks for the place where everything goes
Everyone’s looking and nobody knows
Is there a way, a map or a sign?
Or is it just dreaming?
All in the mind
All in the mind
The days are so long, he doesn’t work any more
Doesn’t know who he is, doesn’t know what he’s for
A rudderless ship, a pawn in the game
He’s losing himself but he tries just the same
Chorus
To look for the place where everything goes
Everyone’s looking and nobody knows
Is there a way, a map or a sign?
Or is it just dreaming?
All in the mind
All in the mind
Love, happiness, money and stuff
Whatever we have, it’s never enough
So little space and never the time
No room for the treasure we’re trying to find
There isn’t a place where everything goes
Everyone’s looking and everyone knows
There isn’t a way, a map or a sign
Everyone’s dreaming
All in the mind
Whatever we’re seeking and hoping to find
Is already here, it’s all in the mind
Already here, it’s all in the mind
It’s already here, it’s all in the mind
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5. |
We Are Here
03:25
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WE ARE HERE
©2017 Calum MacColl & Peggy Seeger
Publishing Bucks Music Group / copyright control
So many ways to say the same old things
And one way to listen, really listen
So many ways to forget who we are, you and me
One way to remember
One way to see
Are you listening?
I’m on my phone, you’re on your phone
We’re sitting at the bar, together apart, together alone
I’m posting a selfie and you start to laugh
And show me a cat falling off a table
I laugh too. It’s funny
But we don’t talk any more
Or just walk any more
Look at me, be with me
I am here.
You are here
We are here
We are here
So many ways to hate, distrust, divide, exclude
One way to tell all your friends, all your friends, all your friends
So many little lies tell one big truth about a liar
It’s easy to start a forest fire
Hard to put it out
You’re on your phone, I’m on my phone
You swipe left, I swipe right, together apart, together alone
You’re texting your mum and I start to laugh
And show you an orange man strutting off the edge of the world
You laugh too. Then start to cry
We don’t talk any more
Or just walk any more
Look at me, be with me
I am here
You are here
We are here
We are here
We are all here
We are here
Are we listening?
Really listening?
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6. |
The Puzzle
02:14
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THE PUZZLE
Words & music Peggy Seeger
Published by Bucks Music Group
Born with a question mark carved on your face
Her heart in your hand, she gave you one piece to put in its place
A corner piece, and only one space
It wasn’t a game
Was it a dream?
A dream
Through black and white windows
A curtain of flowers
We work at the frame, neat and in order
A childhood of hours
Completing the border
It wasn’t a dream
Beautiful
Remember?
Edges of time
Confine and change the curves
Of trust and love to guilt and blame
Till less and less is left in reserve
Sometimes the pieces all look the same
It was never a game
Through black and white windows
A blue summer day
The puzzle is done, but some of the pieces were lost on the way
Begin again? Or shall we go?
We always knew, we always knew
The very last piece would be left for you
For you
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7. |
Lullabies for Strangers
03:35
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LULLABIES FOR STRANGERS
words, music and © 2015 Peggy Seeger & Kate St. John
administered by Harmony Music, Ltd., & Barking Green Music
I live in a room in a grey country
Seven years I live alone
Seven years away from you
I care for children in a stranger's home
When I tie their shoes, I think of you
When I brush their hair, I think of you
I give them love, they take my hand
I sing our songs in this strange land
Lullabies for a stranger's children
Who sings for my own little birds?
Sing lullabies in a foreign land
Where no one understands
No one
Here the dark nights come so early
Now I'm free to close the door
Free to sit and sing to you,
Kissing shadows, always wanting more
For you I'm here in this cold country
For you I work and live alone
So you won't need to leave your children
And wish you had a heart of stone
Lullabies for a stranger's children
Who sings for my own little birds?
Sing lullabies in a foreign land
Where no one understands
I stand at the bus stop and stare at the sky
Maybe soon, maybe next year
I will fly away
Fly away to my own little birds
Ladybird, fly away home
Never have to leave your children
And wish you had a heart of stone
Lullabies for a stranger's children
Who sings for my own little birds?
Sing lullabies in a foreign land
Where no one understands
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ONE OF THOSE BEAUTIFUL BOYS
Written by Peggy Seeger & Kate St John
Publishing: Bucks Music / Barking Green
I knew him
He was one of those beautiful boys
Each of them alone, on their own
I knew him
So gentle, so quiet, no swagger, no noise
One of those beautiful children
One of those beautiful boys
Can’t move
Another year, nothing’s changed
Nothing to give, don’t know how to live
Can’t move
See me, hear me, love me, touch me
The walls of my room are above me
Don’t want to leave but I have to go
The sea sweeps through our house
The stars have all gone out
The dog sits down close to me
A bird sings on the branch of that tree
A bird sings on that tree
One of those beautiful boys
One of those beautiful boys
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9. |
Tree of Love
01:29
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TREE OF LOVE
words, music, Peggy Seeger
Published by Bucks Music Group
I did not plant the seeds of love
They sprang when first I saw you
I was lost… lost and found
On my knees before you
Love springs beneath your feet
Love lights the skies above me
I have no memory of the time before
The day you said you loved me
Now thirty years are come and gone
Filled with tears and laughter
And should our tree of love fall down
I'd care not what came after
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10. |
How I Long for Peace
03:12
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HOW I LONG FOR PEACE
words and music, Peggy Seeger
administered by Harmony Music
O how I long for peace
Among the peoples and the nation
How I long to halt the plunder
Of the wonders of creation
O how I long for peace
I cannot understand
How the sisters, wives and mothers
Cannot stop the slaughter
Of the husbands, sons and brothers
O how I long for peace
Among the peoples and the nation
How I long to halt the plunder
Of the wonders of creation
O how I long for peace
There never will be peace
Till men abandon fighting
As the way to deal with problems
That prevent us from uniting
O how I long for peace
Among the peoples and the nation
How I long to halt the plunder
Of the wonders of creation
O how I long for peace
The profits made from war
There's few that can resist them
Hypocrisy and greed control
The lifeblood of the system
O how I long for peace
Among the peoples and the nation
How I long to halt the plunder
Of the wonders of creation
O how I long for peace
The earth can wait no longer
For political permission
Sit down, disrupt, do anything
To make the whole world listen
O how I long for peace
Among the peoples and the nation
How I long to halt the plunder
Of the wonders of creation
O how I long for peace
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GOTTA GET HOME BY MIDNIGHT
(aka Getting Younger by the Hour)
words, music ©2013 Peggy Seeger
When I wake up in the morning
I’m a 100 years old
My feet on the floor and I’m 99
A good hot shower and I’m looking at 80
After breakfast I’m 79
Gettin’ younger by the hour
Gotta get home by midnight
It’s a beautiful day, and I’m 64 in new red shoes
My kitchen is a dance floor
Lunchtime and I’m in my prime
50 and I'm heading for 49
Gettin’ younger by the hour
Gotta get home by midnight
An hour ago I was 41, I said I was 39
But now I’m 20 heading for my teens
Hormones drivin' me out of my mind
If I stay any longer I'll be buyin' those blue jeans
The ones manufactured with the holes all over
Gettin’ younger by the hour
Gotta get home by midnight
When the clock strikes 12, Nature resumes her own gravitational plan
Then I'm hittin’ the road with Father Time
Draggin’ me by the hand
But I'm gonna leave a little glass slipper behind
Before the rats start pulling my van
Gettin’ younger by the hour
Gotta get home by midnight
My doorbell rang in the middle of the night
Prince Charming is standing there
He gazed into my blue eyes
He said 'They’re the colour of time.'
He knelt down by my chair
And that little glass slipper just fitted me fine.
He’s waitin’ for me now in the moonlight
He said ‘Come home whenever you like'
I want to run my hands through his curly grey hair
So goodnight… I gotta get home
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Peggy Seeger London, UK
Peggy Seeger is a totally unique artist who has carved a special place in the folk revival of both the UK and the USA.
As Ewan MacColl’s partner and muse, she was the inspiration for MacColl’s classic ‘The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face’ yet this is a woman who has consistently followed her own path with passion and vigour.
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