LYRICS FOR "LIGHT UP THE DARK"

 

Canadee-i-o

 

It’s of a fair and handsome girl, she’s all in her tender years

She fell in love with a sailor boy and it’s true that she loved him well

For to go off to sea with him, like she did not know how

She longed to see that seaport town, called ‘Canadee-i-o’

 

So she bargained with a young sailor boy, it’s all for a piece of gold

Straightway then he led her all down into the hold

Saying, “I’ll dress you up in sailor’s clothes, you’re jacket shall be blue,

You’ll see that seaport town, called ‘Canadee-i-o”

 

Now, when the other sailors heard the news, they fell into a rage

And with all the whole ship’s company they were willing to engage

Saying, “we’ll tie her hands and feet, me boys, overboard we’ll throw her,

She’ll never see that seaport town, called ‘Canadee-i-o”

 

Now, when the captain he’s heard the news, he too fell in a rage

And with all the whole ship’s company, he was willing to engage

Saying, “she’ll stay all in sailor’s clothes, her collar shall be blue,

She’ll see that seaport town, called Canadee-i-o”

 

Now, when they came down to Canada, scarcely above half a year

She’s married this bold captain, who called her his dear

So, if the sailors prove false to you, the captain might be true

To see the honour that I have gained, by the wearing of the blue

 

 

Set You Free

 

If you did, oh if you did, even if you did

Been where you shouldn’t have been,

Seen what you shouldn’t have seen,

Dreamed what you shouldn’t have dreamed,

That doesn’t mean you have to be locked up here forever

I’m gonna set you free

 

If you did, oh if you did, even if you did

Done what you shouldn’t have done,

Run when you shouldn’t have run,

Lost when you shouldn’t have won,

That doesn’t mean you have to be paying the price forever,

I’m gonna set you free

 

If you did, oh if you did, even if you did,

Strayed from the beaten track,

maybe you never got back,

Went in off the black, t

hat doesn’t meant you have to be lying around here forever,

I’m gonna set you free

 

If you did, oh if you did, even if you did,

Suffered from a broken heart, got off to a poor start,

Maybe you fell apart,

That doesn’t mean you have to be locked up here forever,

I’m gonna set you free

 

If you did, oh if you did, even if you did

Known what you shouldn’t have known,

Shown what you shouldn’t have shown,

Thrown what you shouldn’t have thrown,

That doesn’t mean you have to be paying the price forever

 

If you did, oh if you did, even if you did

Been where you shouldn’t have been,

Seen what you shouldn’t have seen,

Dreamed what you shouldn’t have been,

That doesn’t mean you have to be locked up here forever

I’m gonna set you free

 

 

Do You Love an Apple?

 

Do you love an apple, do you love a pear,

Do you love a laddie with curly brown hair?

And still, I love him I can’t deny him,

I’ll be with him wherever he goes

 

Before I got married I wore a black shawl,

But since I got married I wear bugger all

Ah but still, I love him I can’t deny him

And I’ll be with him wherever he goes

 

He stood at the corner, a fag in his mouth

Two hands in his pockets he whistled me out

Ah but still, I love him I can’t deny him

And I’ll be with him wherever he goes

 

He works at the pier for nine bob a week

On Saturday night he comes rolling home drunk

Ah but still, I love him I can’t deny him

And I’ll be with him wherever he goes

 

Before I got married I’d sport and I’d play

But now, sure the cradle gets in me way

Ah but still, I love him I can’t deny him

And I’ll be with him wherever he goes

 

Do you love an apple, do you love a pear,

Do you love a laddie with curly brown hair?

And still, I love him I can’t deny him,

I’ll be with him wherever he goes

 

 

Peter’s Dream

 

I still get up before the day breaks, I still walk down to the shore

I watch the sunrise from the eastern ocean, but I don’t sail to meet anymore

How could they have let this happen? We saw it coming years ago

The greedy ships kept getting bigger and bigger

And the sonar told them where to go

 

Chorus:

Lastnight, I dreamed that I was sailing out on the sea of Gallilee

We cast our nets upon the water and Jesus pulled them in with me

Where am I gonna go now? What about this ship I own?

What about this old piano? What about my father’s bones?

 

(Chorus)

 

Someone sang an old sea chanty. Neally told a mainland joke

Kelly cursed and swore until his voice gave out,

And then he asked me for a smoke

Then he took his father’s shotgun, went to the harbour through the town

He fired fourteen times, woke everyone up and we all watched that boat go down

(Chorus x 2)

 

 

Get Me Through December

 

How pale is the sky that brings forth the rain?

As the changing of seasons prepares me again

For the long bitter nights and the wild winter’s day,

My heart has grown cold, my love store away

 

I’ve been to the mountains, left my tracks in the snow

Where souls have been lost and the walking wounded go

I’ve taken the pain no girl should endure,

But faith can move mountains, of that I am sure (x2)

 

Chorus:

Just get me through December, a promise I’ll remember

Just get me through December, so I can start again

 

There’s no divine purpose that brings freedom from sin

And peace is a gift that must come from within

I’ve looked for the love that will bring me to rest,

Feeding this hunger that beats in my chest (x3)

(Chorus)

 

 

Trouble in the Fields

 

Baby, I know that we’ve got trouble in the fields,

When the bankers swarm like locust out there, turning away our yield

The trains roll by our silos, silver in the rain

They leave our pockets full of nothing, but our dreams and the golden grain

 

Have you seen the folks in line, downtown at the station?

They’re all buying their ticket out and talkin’ the great depression

Our parents had their hard times fifty years ago

When they stood out in these empty fields, in dust as deep as snow

 

Chorus:

And all this trouble in our fields, if this rain can fall, these wounds can heal

They’ll never take our native soil,

And if we sell that new John Deere, we’ll work these crops with sweat and tears

You’ll be the mule, I’ll be the plough, come harvest time, we’ll work it out

There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields

 

There’s a book upon the shelf about the dustbowl days,

And there’s a little bit of you and a little bit of me in the photos on every page

Now our children live in the city and they rest upon our shoulders,

They never want the rain to fall, or the weather to get colder

(Chorus)

 

Teresa Horgan