The Albino Peacock

by Bonfire Radicals

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released April 2, 2016

MICHELLE HOLLOWAY - RECORDERS
KT STEVENS - CLARINETS
TREVOR LINES - BASS
ANDY BOLE - 12 STRING ECLECTIC GUITAR
LIAM HALLORAN - DRUMS
RUTH LINDSAY - FIDDLE

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Track Name: Coffee Countdown
Churchyard gate is open
Bear my body in there

Take me through that black gate
High upon your shoulders

Pile my grave with roses
High above my tombstone

Take your yellow headscarf
Throw it on my graveside

Drink to my sad memory
Palinka, plum brandy

Pour black coffee on me
One last machiatto
Track Name: Lucy Hampton's Wedding
It’s Lucy’s wedding day
First Saturday in May
Smiling faces, friends she knows.
Marquee lawn where chamomile grows

Three bridesmaids in a row
They make the finest show
Dear Lucy is their queen
Prettier than she’s ever been

Old uncles dancing slow
With their wives like long ago
Share that moment in their life
So proud to be a wife

One day it will be her turn
Bathed in fizz and gentle sunburn
Past and future all in one
Lucy’s wedding in the sun
Track Name: Snitterfield
Trainride to the country,
Filtered light slips through the trees.
Leaves and ghosts,
Leaves and ghosts

Bonfire smoulder, ember glowing,
Mud, the pale sun lit their knees.
Stick and fire,
Sticks and leaves and ghosts

Basket, bread and pastry,
Reading poems, picking sloes.
For a while,
For a while

Dappled memory, fading evening,
Train and twilight bring a close.
Only ghosts,
Only leaves and ghosts
Track Name: I Wish
I wish, I wish but it's all in vain,
I wish I were a maid again,
But a maid again I ne’er can be
Since that boy lay still with me.

I wish my baby it were born
And smiling on his daddy's knee,
And I would be in yon churchyard
With long green grass growing over me.

Oh when my apron strings hung low
He followed me through frost and snow,
But now my apron’s to my chin
He passes by and he says nothing

Oh, there's an alehouse in this town,
Where my love goes and sits himself down,
He takes this strange girl on his knee,
And isn't that a grief for me.

Oh grief oh grief I'll tell you why:
That girl has more gold than I,
More gold than I more beauty, more fame,
But she will come like me again

So I wish I wish but it's all in vain,
I wish I were a maid again,
But a maid again I ne’er can be,
Till apples grow from an orange tree.

Dig me a grave long wide and deep
With a marble something at my feet
Two purple-white doves up above
To let the world know that I died for love