Harvest Season - Second Cutting

by Alexander James Adams

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    Including the famous "March of Cambreadth" this is a collection of the favourite festival tunes re-recorded from the Heatherlands plus the new original, "Dance of the Hoof & Horn"

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released August 1, 2009

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Alexander James Adams Muskogee, Oklahoma

From the Land of Fae comes the Faerie Tale Minstrel with songs and stories of days gone by and futures yet to come. Guitar and fiddle support a voice that enchants the ear and comforts the heart. Jigs and reels, lust and lullabye, the magic and music are there for those that believe. ... more

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Track Name: Cat & the Fiddle
CAT & THE FIDDLE
Music & Lyrics: Heather Alexander

Monday mornin', standin' on the corner
Pardon me, if we're getting in your way
We'll tip our hats, be ya' native here or foreigner
Drop a coin if you're likin' what we play

SINGIN' HEY-DIDDLE -DEE, ANSWER ME THIS RIDDLE
HEY-DIDDLE-DO, TELL ME WHAT YOU WILL
DANCE ALL DAY WITH THE CAT & THE FIDDLE
COME & LAY WITH THE HEATHER ON THE HILL!

Ward the cold from your fingers as you're clappin' hands
Keep the rhythm with the tappin' of your feet
Fiddle music mingling with the rappin' bands
Blind men dance as they're walkin' down the street

We'll sing our songs of places that are faraway
Kings and castles, heroes brave and bold
Never travel farther than a bar away
Whiskey keeps our spirits from the cold

Tomorrow we'll be just where we were yesterday
Now we find that the night is getting long
We'll disappear into the dusty alleyway
All you hear is the echo of the song

Sea Fire Productions Inc c&p 1996, 2009
Track Name: The Whistling Gypsy Rover
THE WHISTLING GYPSY ROVER
Traditional Music & Lyrics
Arrangement: Heather Alexander

The whistling gypsy's come over the hill
Down by the river so shady
He whistled and he sang 'til the green woods rang
'Cause he'd won the heart of a lady!

HOW-DI-DO, HOW-DI-DO-DA-DAY
HOW-DI-DO, HOW-DI-DAY!
HE WHISTLED AND HE SANG
'TIL THE GREEN WOODS RANG
'CAUSE HE'D WON THE HEART OF A LADY!

She left her home by the castle gate
She left her own true lover
She left her servants and her estate
To follow the gypsy rover

Her father saddled up his fastest steed
Rode through the valley all over
Sought his daughter at greatest speed
And followed the gypsy rover

At last he came to a castle, fine
Down by the river Cladie
And there was music and there was wine
For the gypsy and his lady

"He is no gypsy, my father" says she
"But Lord of these valleys all over!
And I will stay 'til my dying day
With my whistling gypsy rover!"

Sea Fire Productions Inc p 2001, 2009
Track Name: Pour Your Brother
POUR YOUR BROTHER
Music & Lyrics: Heather Alexander

POUR YOUR BROTHER ONE MORE ROUND!
PICK EACH OTHER OFF THE GROUND!
LET ANOTHER CHORUS SOUND!
POUR YOUR BROTHER ANOTHER ROUND!

Cheers to the brewer for his brew!
Without this ale, we cannot do!
Drink until the cask is through!
Cheers to the brewer for his brew!

Cheers to the barmaid, she's a saint!
It's wondrous how she stands the straint!
Catch me, lass, I'm going to faint!
Cheers to the barmaid, she's a saint!

Dance unto the drummer's beat!
Drink with everyone ya meet!
Your head'll dance without your feet!
Dance unto the drummer's beat!

Here's to the lass upon my knee!
Heaven bound I soon will be!
It ain't a sin because it's free!
Here's to the lass upon my knee!

Lassies say they never drink!
They're scrubbing pots and pans, you think
But they keep the mead below the sink!
Lassies say they never drink!

Draw another draft for me!
Drink til I'm too blind to see!
This one's done, pray get me three!
Draw another draft for me!

Here's to the Lords and to the Crown!
Here's to the Lady in the low-cut gown!
A shame it's not just a little more down!
Here's to the Lords and to the Crown!

Pour your sister one more glass!
Catch the ale on the second pass!
Catch the lord with that wondrous .......!
Pour your sister one more glass!

Cheers unto my faithful friend!
For on this ale, his gold I'll spend!
The friendship and the song may end!
But cheers unto my faithful friend!

Sea Fire Productions Inc c&p 1994, 2009
Track Name: Stable Boy
STABLE BOY
Music & Lyrics by Heather Alexander

WAY, HEY! LISTEN TO ME PLAY!
WON'T YOU THROW BUT A SHILLING OR A COPPER MY WAY?
TALES OF LIFE. LOVE, SORROW AND JOY
ARE THE SONGS THAT ARE SUNG BY THE STABLE BOY!

Well, I dream of the life of a bard on the road
Yet the wages they pay, would scarcely feed the load
So with hoe in my hand and with rake at my side
I would care after horses for the ladies to ride

Well, the farmer, he calls me into his big home
Sayin' "Pretty stable boy, on the road you now must roam!
Though you do fine work, I admit that is true,
I have found me a man who will work for half as you!"

Well, I woke the next morning, the sky was bright blue
And the farmer, he said, "There's a favour you must do!
I've a gathering of orphans with nowhere to be,
You must teach them to ride so that they can work for me!"

Well, we work every morning and ride every day
We muck out the stalls and we feed the horses hay
We're such excellent workers the foreman believes
I could own this estate with my band of little thieves!

Sea Fire Productions 1994, 2009
Track Name: Laydies Bryng Your Flowers Faire
LAYDIES BRYNG YOUR FLOWERS FAIRE
Music & Lyrics: Heather Alexander

Oh Laydies, bryng your flowers faire
Fresh as the morning dew
Virgin white, and through the night
I will make sweet love to you!

The petals soon grow soft and fall,
Upon which we may rest
With gentle sigh I'll softly lie
My head upon your breast

And dreams like many wonderous flowers
Will blossom from our sleep
With steady arm from any harm
My laydie I will keep

Through soft spring days and summer's haze
I will be with thee 'til when
The fall draws near, I disappear
'Til spring has come again!

Oh Laydies, bryng your flowers faire
Fresh as the morning dew
Virgin white, and through the night
I will make sweet love to you!

Sea Fire Productions Inc c&p 2001, 2009
Track Name: The Hexamshire Lass
THE HEXAMSHIRE LASS
Traditional Music & Lyrics

Away with the buff and the blue!
Away with the cap and the feather!
I want to see my lass who lives in Hexamshire!

OVER THE SAYBE SYKE
AND OVER THE MOSS AND THE BIER!
I WANT TO SEE MY LASS WHO LIVES IN HEXAMSHIRE!

Her father loves her well
And her mother loves her better
I love the lass mesel' but man, I canna get her!

If only I could be
A-liein' there beside her
While I must bide here, my arms will be denied her!

Of this of mine,
Of this love I'm weary!
Sleep, I can't get none, for thinkin' of me deary!

My heart is like to break
And my bosom is on fire
So well I love this lass who lives in Hexamshire!

Her skin is soft as silk
And her hair is fine as silver
Her breasts are deep and cool, she'll warm when I get near her!

Away with the parson's shilling!
Away with the cap and the feather!
I want to see my lass who lives in Hexamshire!

Sea Fire Productions Inc p 2001, 2009
Track Name: March of Cambreadth
MARCH OF CAMBREADTH
Music & Lyrics: Heather Alexander

Axes flash, broadsword swing!
Shining armor's piercing ring!
Horses run with polished shield!
Fight those bastards 'till they yield!
Midnight mare and blood red roan
Fight to keep this land your own!
Sound the horn and call the cry:
"HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE!"

Follow orders as you're told
Make their yellow blood run cold!
Fight until you die or drop!
A force like ours is hard to stop!
Close your mind to stress and pain!
Fight 'til you're no longer sane!
Let not one damn cur pass by!
"HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE!"

Guard your women and children well!
Send these bastards back to Hell!
We'll teach them the ways of war!
They won't come here any more!
Use your shields and use your head!
Fight 'til everyone is dead!
Raise the flag up to the sky!
"HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE!"

Dawn is broke, the time has come-
Move your feet to a marching drum!
We'll win the war and pay the toll-
Fight as one in heart and soul!
Midnight mare and blood red roan
Fight to keep this land your own!
Sound the horn and call the cry:
"HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE!"

Sea Fire Productions Inc c&p 1997, 2009
Track Name: Stolen Child
STOLEN CHILD
Lyrics by William Butler Yeats
Music by Heather Alexander


Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuthwood-in-the-lake
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats,
There we've hid our faerie vats
Full of berries, and of reddest stolen cherries!

COME AWAY, HUMAN CHILD!
TO THE WOODS AND WATERS WILD!
WITH A FAERIE HAND IN HAND
FOR THE WORLD'S MORE FULL OF WEEPING
THAN YOU CAN UNDERSTAND

Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night
Weaving olden dances,
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight!
Two and fro we leap!
And chase the frothy bubbles
While the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in it's sleep!

Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen Carr
In pools among the rushes
That scarce can bathe a star
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them evil dreams!
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Of dew on the young streams!

Away with us, he's going
The solemn eyed
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace unto his breast
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest!

FOR HE COMES, HUMAN CHILD!
TO THE WOODS AND WATERS WILD!
WITH A FAERIE HAND IN HAND
FOR THE WORLD'S MORE FULL OF WEEPING
THAN HE CAN UNDERSTAND

Sea Fire Productions Inc c&p 1994, 2009
Track Name: Heather on the Moor
HEATHER ON THE MOOR
Traditional Music & Lyrics
Additional Lyrics and Arrangement: Heather Alexander

I roved out on a bright May morn
So calm and clear was the weather
Chanced to roam some miles from home
Among the beautiful bloomin' heather

AND IT'S HEATHER ON THE MOOR
OVER THE HEATHER
OVER THE MOOR AND AMONG THE HEATHER
Chanced to roam some miles from home
Among the beautiful bloomin' heather
AND IT'S HEATHER ON THE MOOR

As I roved along with me huntin' song
And me heart as light as any feather
I met a pretty maid upon the way
She was trippin' the dew down from the heather

"Where are you going to, me pretty fair maid?"
"Come hill or dale, now tell me whether"
Right modestly, she answered me,
"To the feedin' of me lambs, together"

"I come from far beyond the hill
to fetch a lamb that strayed from t'ether"
"But I think I'll stay awhile this day
and take me time among the heather!"

So we both shook hands and there we sat
For it being the finest day in summer
And we sat 'til the red setting beams of the sun
Came a-sparkling down upon the heather

"Well I must be gone before night's dawn
and take the little one with the others"
But I am loathe to part from you
As loathe are lambs to depart their mothers!"

Up she rose and away she goes
Her place and name I know not either
But if I was king, I'd make her queen!
The lass I met among the heather

Sea Fire Productions Inc. p 2001, 2009
Track Name: Harvest Season- Second Cutting
HARVEST SEASON
Music & Lyrics by Heather Alexander

A snap's within the summer wind
It teases at the ear
With warming glow in fields below
The harvest season's here
Soon leaves shall yield a brilliant shield
Of copper, gold and bronze
And rivers strain 'gainst summer rain
As daylight later dawns

COME GATHER GOLDEN HONEY
COME REAP THE TENDER CORN
AND WITH ME LAY IN NEW MOWN HAY
BEFORE THE WINTER'S BORN!

Come take my hand and work the land
Come labor side by side
We'll thresh the wheat and try to beat
The summer's ebbing tide
Our bones may ache, our backs may break
But labor's been well done
Pain will displace in your embrace
As with the fading sun

With straw stacked deep and none to reap
I turn my eyes to you
Your breast laid bare to warm night air
And sparkling as with dew
You meet my gaze through twilight haze
As evening starts to fall
I slyly plead that we should heed
The harvest season's call!

Sea Fire Productions Inc c&p 1993, 2009
Track Name: Dance of the Hoof & Horn
DANCE OF THE HOOF & HORN
Music & Lyrics: Alexander James Adams

Wild and warm and wet and green
Walks the Goddess when She's ready
Shadow-lit and seldom seen
Save by eyes so wide and steady
He raises up His antlered head
Scents Her gentle breathing
Rises from His forest bed
With blood that's hot and seething!

She steps across the fern-laid floor
Her kirtle green and flowing
He follows closely, yet no more
Is done without Her knowing
She meets up with the river's edge
Turns about with outstretched hand
He leaps across the bramble hedge
Bows His head at Her command

DANCE, MY LADY, DANCE WITH ME!
LET ME A STAR IN YOUR MOON-LIT SEA!
LET ME LEAD THRU MY FOREST HOME!
LAY YOU DOWN IN SOFT PINE LOAM!
YOUR KIRTLE GREEN SO GENTLY TORN!
AS WE DANCE THE DANCE OF THE HOOF & HORN!

Hoof to foot and horn to hand
They dance amongst the Ages
Silver tine and ivy strand
The magic sought by mages
Stars of sweat upon the brow
Heavy breath upon the breeze
All the trees are spinning now
With wild, enchanted melodies

As the dawn begins to crack
She smiles at Him so sweetly
Climbs up on His velvet back
Her kirtle torn completely
He speeds thoughout the tangled wood
Leaps across the river's foam
To lay Her gently as He would
Upon the softly scented loam

"Lord of Woods and Meadows wide,
I feel a wound You've tried to hide.
Let me gaze into Your soul
Help You to be sound and whole.
I'll place my love within Your heart
And thus from me, You'll never part!"

"Though hoof and horn are sharp and hard,
My snow-white pelt is hunter-scarred.
For I've been sought for strength and power
And should have perished this last hour!
But all wounds heal when they are held within Your hand,
Great Goddess of the Wooded Land!"

Sea Fire Productions Inc c&p 2009