Kate Rusby

Kate Rusby – Who Will Sing Me Lullabies

Lay me down gently, lay me down low,
I fear I am broken and won’t mend, I know.
One thing I ask when the stars light the skies,
Who now will sing me lullabies,
Oh who now will sing me lullabies.

In this big world I’m lonely, for I am but small,
Oh angels in heaven, don’t you care for me at all?
You heard my heart breaking for it rang through the skies,
So why don’t you sing me lullabies,
Oh why don’t you sing me lullabies.

I lay here; I’m weeping for the stars they have come,
I lay here not sleeping; now the long night has begun.
The man in the moon, oh he can’t help but cry,
For there’s no one to sing me lullabies,
Oh there’s no one to sing me lullabies.

So lay me down gently, oh lay me down low,
I fear I am broken and won’t mend, I know .
One thing I ask when the stars light the skies,
Who now will sing me lullabies,
Oh who now will sing me lullabies.

Who will sing me to sleep
Who will sing me to sleep
Who will sing me to sleep
Who will sing me to sleep

 

“All Over Again” – Ronan Keating & Kate Rusby

Turn Down the light, Turn up the radio.
There’s a fire in your eyes, and its keeping me warm
Hold on to me like it was yesterday,
When we both felt our spirits collide

(Kate Rusby)
I remember the moment, being struck down by lightning
Since the first time I saw your face, and you smiled
Come and lay down with me
Fill the space that’s between us
Feel the magic that keeps love alive

This time, can be like the first time
Close your eyes and soon you’ll be there
No man could ever guess what you’re feeling
Turn a spark to a flame,
Make a wish, close your eyes, won’t you start all over again.

(Ronan Keating)
Just like the first time you touched my skin,
All over again
I tasted heaven take be deaf again,
All over again

Your smile
Your touch,
Your taste,
It turns me on and on and on,
That I fall in love with you,
All over again

(Kate Rusby)
Come and step through the stars,
Take a ride though the universe.
As long as we’re here, lets take this whole thing in

(Ronan Keating)
What I’m trying to say,
Is that you are so beautiful
Let me say it, all over again.

Coz this time can be like the first time,
Close your eyes, but you’ll soon will be there
No man could ever guess what he’s feeling,

Turn a spark to a flame,
Make a wish, close your eyes, won’t you start all over again.

Just like the first time you touched my skin,
All over again
I tasted heaven take me there again,
All over again

Your smile,
Your touch,
Your taste,
It turns me on and on and on.
That I fall in love with you,
I keep falling in love, with you.
All over again

All over again
All over again.

 

Kate Rusby – You Belong to me

See the pyramids along the Nile
See the sunrise from a tropic isle
Just remember darling, all the while
You belong to me

See the market place in old Algiers
Send me photographs and souvenirs
Just remember when a dream appears
You belong to me

I’ll be so alone without you
Maybe you’ll be lonesome too

Fly the ocean in a silver plane
see the jungle when it’s wet with rain
Just remember till you’re home again
You belong to me

I’ll be so alone without you
Maybe you’ll be lonesome too

See the pyramids along the Nile
See the sunrise from a tropic isle
Just remember darling, all the while
You belong to me

 

The Village Green Preservation Society Kate Rusby

We are the Village Green Preservation Society
God save Donald Duck, Vaudeville and Variety
We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society
God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties
Preserving the old ways from being abused
Protecting the new ways for me and for you
What more can we do

We are the Draught Beer Preservation Society
God save Mrs. Mopp and good Old Mother Riley
We are the Custard Pie Appreciation Consortium
God save the George Cross and all those who were awarded them

We are the Sherlock Holmes English Speaking Vernacular
Help save Fu Manchu, Moriarty and Dracula

We are the Office Block Persecution Affinity
God save little shops, china cups and virginity

We are the Skyscraper condemnation Affiliate
God save tudor houses, antique shops and billiards
Preserving the old ways from being abused
Protecting the new ways for me and for you
What more can we do
God save the Village Green

 

Kate Rusby-Sir Eglamore

Sir Eglamore was a valiant knight,
fa la lanky down dilly,
He took up his sword and he went to fight,
fa la lanky down dilly.
As he rode o’er hill and dale,
All armored in a coat of mail,
Fa la la-n-fa, da-n-da da-n-fa, lanky down dilly.

Out came a dragon from her den,
fa la lanky down dilly,
That killed God knows how many men,
fa la lanky down dilly.
When she saw Sir Eglamore,
You should have hear that dragon roar
Fa la la-n-fa, da-n-da da-n-fa, lanky down dilly.

Well, then the trees began to shake,
fa la lanky down dilly,
Horse did tremble and man did quake,
fa la lanky down dilly.
The birds betook them all to peep,
it would have made a grown man weep,
Fa la la-n-fa, da-n-da da-n-fa, lanky down dilly.

But all in vain it was to fear,
fa la lanky down dilly,
For now they fall to fight like bears,
fa la lanky down dilly.
To it they go and soundly fight,
the live-long day from more ’till night,
Fa la la-n-fa, da-n-da da-n-fa, lanky down dilly.

This dragon had a plaguey hide,
fa la lanky down dilly,
That could the sharpest steel abide,
fa la lanky down dilly.
No sword could enter through her skin,
Which vexed the knight and made her grin,
Fa la la-n-fa, da-n-da da-n-fa, lanky down dilly.

But as in choler she did burn,
fa la lanky down dilly,
He fetched the dragon a great good turn,
fa la lanky down dilly,
As a yawning she did fall,
he thrust his sword up, hilt and all,
Fa la la-n-fa, da-n-da da-n-fa, lanky down dilly.

Like a coward she did fly,
fa la lanky down dilly.
To her den which was hard by,
fa la lanky down dilly,
There she lay all night and roared,
the knight was sorry for his sword,
Fa la la-n-fa, da-n-da da-n-fa, lanky down dilly

 

Kate Rusby .- Underneath the stars

Underneath the stars I’ll meet you
Underneath the stars I’ll greet you
There beneath the stars I’ll leave you
Before you go of your own free will

Go gently

Underneath the stars you met me
Underneath the stars you left me
I wonder if the stars regret me
At least you’ll go of your own free will

Go gently

Here beneath the stars I’m landing
And here beneath the stars not ending
Why on earth am I pretending?
I’m here again, the stars befriending
They come and go of their own free will

Go gently
Go gently

Underneath the stars you met me
And Underneath the stars you left me
I wonder if the stars regret me
I’m sure they’d like me if they only met me
They come and go of their own free will

Go gently
Go gently
Go gently

 

Kate Rusby – My Young Man

My young man wears a frown
With his eyes all closed and his head bowed down,
My young man never sleeps.
The rain it falls upon his back
The dust before his eyes is black,
Oft the times, oft the times my young man weeps.

My young man wears a coat,
Once, long ago, a bonnie coat
Which my young man wore with pride.
Now I dress the coat all on his back,
For love for him I will not lack,
But to see it now, that collier’s coat, I can’t abide.

My young man, where’s he gone?
Once in his eyes my whole world shone
Now my young man he looks away.
Man and wife we used to be
Now he’s like a child upon my knee
And in my arms I help my young man through the day.

A young girl no more am I
But I shall not weep and I will not cry,
For my young man needs me still.
If someone’s watching up above
You’ll see how much my dear I love,
So leave him here, I need him now and always will.
Oh if someone’s watching up above
You’ll see how much my dear I love,
And If he must go, let your best angels keep him well

 

Kate Rusby – Heartlands (filmclip)

 

 

Kate Rusby-The Yorkshire Couple

 

 

Unquiet Grave – Kate Rusby

How pleasant is the wind tonight
I feel some drops of rain
I never had but one true love
In greenwood he lies slain
I’ll do so much for my true love
As any young girl may
I’ll sit and mourn all on your grave
For twelve months and a day

The twelve months and a day being up
The ghost began to speak
Why sit you here and mourn for me
And you will not let me sleep
What do you want of me sweetheart
Oh what is it you crave
Just one kiss of your lily white lips
And that is all I crave

Oh don’t you see the fire sweetheart
The fire that burns so blue
Where my poor soul tormented is
All for the love of you
And if you weren’t my own sweetheart
As I know you well to be
I’d rend you up in pieces small
As leaves upon a tree

Mourn not for me my dearest dear
Mourn not for me I crave
I must leave you and all the world
And turn into my grave

 

Fare Thee Well-Kate Rusby. Growing up.

Hold on steady and strong,
Here’s the dawn coming on won’t be long,
Then the sun will come shining through,
To show me the place I once new.

Fare thee well,
Fare thee well and adieu,
Fare thee well,
With this song I’ll be gone,
Fare thee well.

The old man’s here and he’s fine,
He has come here from years down the line,
He has come to bring peace to all times for the few,
He has come to bring life to the new.

Fare thee well,
Fare thee well and adieu,
Fare thee well,
With this song I’ll be gone,
Fare thee well.

Fare thee well,
Fare thee well and adieu,
Fare thee well,
With this song I’ll be gone,
Fare thee well.

Hold on steady and strong,
Here’s the dawn coming on won’t be long,
Oh its easy to stand in the light with pain,
In the light I will ever remain.

Fare thee well,
Fare thee well and adieu,
Fare thee well,
With this song I’ll be gone,
Fare thee well.

Fare thee well,
Fare thee well and adieu,
Fare thee well,
With this song I’ll be gone,
Fare thee well.

 

Kate Rusby Falling

Ya hear me shout when no one’s about,
You find me where I can’t be seen.
I feel the air flowing for life’s in full swing,
So tell me why I cannot breathe.

And here I am falling,
Oh why am I falling.
Take me to where I belong.
I’m standing here falling,
Before you falling.
If it weren’t for your wings I’d be gone.

Time moves on and time won’t be long,
In time I will fear not the day.
I’m endlessly knowing that you’ll never know
What I might want you to say.

And here I am falling,
Oh why am I falling.
Take me to where I belong.
I’m standing here falling,
Before you falling.
If it weren’t for your wings I’d be gone.

My back it aches, my body it breaks;
To grow my own wings I have tried.
And painless I came no aim must remain,
Alone and adrift on the tide

But here I’m still falling,
Oh why am I falling.
Take me to where I belong.
I’m standing here falling,
Before you falling.
If it weren’t for your wings I’d be gone.

And here I’m still falling,
Oh why am I falling.
Take me to where I belong.
I’m standing here falling,
Before you falling.
If it weren’t for your wings
If it weren’t for your wings I’d be gone

 

Old Man Time – Kate Rusby

Old man time is a rare old man
For a young man he’ll ever remain,
With his long grey beard and his clothes are plain
Oh Old Man Time is his name.
As one flower dies
The old mand he cries
The young man he plants the seeds again
With a careful hand, he tends the sand,
Oh, Old Man Time is his name.

This old man has an hourglass
For every sould on the land.
Oh, Old Man Time, I have seen mine,
It’s the one with the fastest sand.
No sooner is it turned,
Back through the glass it’s churned,
I’m wishing i could have each hour again,
With a careful hand, he tends the sand,
Oh, Old Man Time is his name.

To me, Old Man, your time is rare,
Did God not give you all my sand?
Or maybe mine I had to share
Or is there some left in your hand?
They tell me tine is gold, well maybe it’s been sold,
Or was it simply washed away in rain?
With a careful hand, he tends the sand,
Oh, Old Man Time is his name.

If I brought him a sack,
Do you think he’d put some back?
I know one day across my path he’ll come,
But as for now, I can’t say how,
I know that old man’s work is far from done.
For Old Man Time has just begun.

 

Radio Sweethearts – Kate Rusby

One night, a long time ago,
Two lovers danced to an old radio.
The music played clear and bright.
The Radio Sweethearts waltzed all night.

She was pretty, he was tall.
He placed the furniture next to the wall.
They closed their eyes, the stars shone bright.
The Radio Sweethearts waltzed all night.

Chorus
Years have passed, the lovers are gone.
The story is over I’m told.
But I believe, and I always will,
The Radio Sweethearts are waltzin’ still.

Last night I had a dream
That Mama and Papa had met once again.
There in the glow of heaven’s light
Oh, the Radio Sweethearts waltzed all night.

(Chorus)

 

Drowned Lovers – Kate Rusby

Willie sits in his stable door,
and he’s combing his coal black steed.
He’s doubting on fair Margaret’s love,
and his heart begins to bleed.
“Give corn unto my horse, mother,
and meat to my man, john,
And I’ll away to fair Margaret’s bower
before the night comes on.”

“Stay at home with me, dear Willie,
oh stay at home with me,
And the very best cock in all the roost
your own supper will be.”
“For all your cocks and all your roosts, I value not a pin,
And I’ll away to fair Margaret’s bower
before the night comes in.”

“Well if you go to fair Margaret’s bower
without the leave of me.
In the deepest part of the Clyde water,
then drowned you will be.”
“Oh, the good steed that I ride upon,
cost me thrice thirty pounds,
And I’ll put trust in his swift feet
to take me safe and sound.”

He’s ridden o’er yon high, high hill,
and down yon dowey den,
And the rushin’ in of the Clyde water
would fear five hundred men.
“Oh, roaring Clyde, you roar so loud.
your steams are wondrous stong,
Make me a wreck as I come back,
but spare me as I’m gone.”

When he’s got to fair Margaret’s bower,
he’s turled low on the pin.
“Rise up, rise up me May Margaret,
rise up and let me in.”
“Oh who is this at me bower door
callin’ May Margaret’s name?”
“Oh it’s only your first love, little William
this night come to her home.
Open your gates this night, oh open and let me in,
For my boots are full of the Clyde
and I’m frozen to the skin.”
“My barns are full of corn, Willie,
and my stable’s full of hay,
My bower’s full of gentlemen
and they won’t remove ’till day.”

“Fare thee well to you May Margaret,
fare thee well and adieu.
For I have earned my mother’s own curse
by coming this night to you.”
He’s ridden o’er yon high, high hill,
and down yon dowey den,
And the rushing in of the Clyde water
took Willie’s hat from him.

He’s leaned him over his saddle bow
to catch his hat again,
And the rushing in of the Clyde water
took Willie’s cane from him.
He’s leaned him over his saddle bow
to catch his cane by force,
And the rushing in of the Clyde water
took Willie from his horse.

The very hour this young man sank
into the part so deep,
Up and awoke Miss May Margaret
out from her dreary sleep.
“Come here, come here, me mother dear,
and read to me my dream,
I dreamt my love was at our gate
and no one let him in.”

“Lie there, lie there, me May Margaret,
lie there and take your rest,
For since your love was at our gate
it’s but two quarters past.”
Nimbly, nimbly rose she up unto the water’s brim,
And the louder that this young girl cried,
the louder grew the wind.

The very first step that she went in,
she’s up into her feet,
And it’s “Oh and alas!” this young girl cried,
“Your water’s wondrous deep.”
Oh the very next step that she went in,
she’s up unto her knees,
Cried she, “I would go farther in,
If I my true lover could see.”

The very next step that she went in,
she’s up unto her chin,
In the deepest part of the Clyde water,
she’s found sweet William in.
Saying, “You have had a cruel mother Willie,
and I have had another,
And now we’ll sleep in the Clyde water
like sister and like brother.”

 

Kate Rusby Who Knows Where The Time Goes

Across the morning sky,
All the bird are leaving,
Ah, how can they know it’s time for them to go?
Before the winter fire,
We’ll still be dreaming.
I do not count the time
Who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
Sad deserted shore,
Your fickle friends are leaving,
Ah, but then you know it’s time for them to go,
But I will still be here,
I have no thought of leaving.
I do not count the time
Who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
And I’m not alone,
While my love is near me,
And I know,it will be so,
till it’s time to go,
So come the storms of winter ,
and then the birds in spring again.
I do not fear the time
Who knows how my love grows?
Who knows where the time goes?