gardening lines 2

 Can you disencumber your cucumber?

Or disentangle your runner beans?

Or extricate your carrots

from their unpleasant scene

Disencucumber me means

Just removing my cucumber from your vines

For I got it stuck there when I crossed some lines

Forgive me, I didn't realize I confused your bed with mine

At least we can say the grapes had a good crop

And we did enjoy the wine

I shouldn't think to tangle up

Again in your runner beans

But they do keep running on and on

If you know what I mean?

I should like to disembarrass myself

from your brussel sprouts

But they keep looking at me

And beyond that I have no doubt

I could never leave the allotment

That lies down next to thine

But I'll probably

Be put right myself

Because I seemed to have crossed the line

Owen Parfitt of Shepton Mallet

 Owen where you going to?

Owen, Owen where you going?

Owen, Owen where you know it's snowing too

Oh and the wind is blowing strong

Owen where you going to?

For it's here you do belong

Oh Owen where you going to?

You've been gone so long

I wish that I was knowing too

Where it is you've gone

I haven't seen you in many moons

And the blue one's coming on

I need you in my life Owen

I need you to be strong

So Owen where you going to?

Oh Owen now where you gone?

Owen where you going to

And Owen where you gone?

You had a great adventure didn't you

When you were so young

Many battles you fought in

And many women's hearts you won

Now Owen where you going to

Oh Owen where you gone?

Your body it is broken too

I can't believe it's gone

The loving and the fighting

In the corners have undone

All that mother gave you

That nature that stood strong

Oh Owen where you going to?

Owen where you gone?

Listen to the heart beat of the Sheepey call

Listen to the fast feet run along the prison wall

The padding of the white sheep

Across the green grass fall

Owen why'd you fall asleep

Before you could count 'em all?

Sometimes in my dreams of you

You return back home

But in them you're a younger man

Without a broken bone

If I could mend your broken heart

I'd fix it in a blink

Bring back the twinkle in your eye

That shone when you'd wink

But I am no magician still

I'm just a woman in a window sill

Asking Owen where you going

Owen what was your will?

Gardening tips number five

 Give a man a hoe

An his weeds won't grow

Give a man the heave-ho

And either the weed is so big that

He needs help pulling it out

Or you are firing him

Little Prick of Love

 

C G F

C G F

Am C G F

C G F                              

Oh C little prick of F love I can feel C yer

Oh C little prick of F love nice to meet C yer

I've Em got a Am little prick of love And it's trying to F greet yer G

                                                    

Oh Am you don't like G injections F And you're afraid of blood

Well C this is divine G intervention C My little prick of love

 

It'll C only hurt a F little C And yes it will bleed                                 

Em But just like a Am needle F It is going to G succeed      

At Am combating G your love sickness F You know you suffer a disease

Dm You can't love C another F Without starting to seize

F   Em-F                         

So C let me F give you  C My little injection

I'm Em just like Am a doctor F You need G examination                                          

Am And it could add C years to your life  F Or it could set you free

Dm My little prick C of love will F look after you, you’ll see

C   G F

C G F

Am C G F

C G F                             

If C I were a F snail  It would be C minute

So Em just think you're lucky AM And don't F get cute G                   

If Am you want to get C ahead You know you have to F push                           

Dm And my little prick of C love Is like a F thorn on a sloe bush                                               

Am Sometimes the sloe gin G comes so thick it's a sin  

Dm Sometimes the bush is F so hard to get in                                              

Am But with a little back and forth F A little pull and shove                   

G That's how you'll feel my F Little prick of love

G  F G F                         

C Oh little prick of F love I can feel C yer

Oh little prick of F love Now we’re togeth G er                                            

Am We’ve got a little prick of C love And it's now and forev F er        

Our Am little prick of G love ties us togeth F er

C G F

Am  G F

Am C G F

Am C G F

The Ballad of Pirate William Watts

 

I was born C in the town Shepton Mallet

Appren F tice to a pipe maker G man

In C Oakhill where I found my Am vocation

I Dm wandered G around that sweet C town

 

Then a C sudden disaster hit the nation

The sun F was hidden by G a hand

I C lost my job and turned to (Am) stealin

Trans(Dm) ported to (G) Van Diemen’s (C)land

 

Chorus

Caged (Am) canaries sing of freedom

A bird in the (Dm)  bush is worth two in the (G) hand

On a (Am) ship we were (F) condemned men

(C)  Down in Van(G)  Diemen’s (C) land

 

In that (C) hell hole I found Ester

Trans(F) ported for ten years(G) long

For(C) stealin a loaf for her (Am)family

On (Dm) prison island (G) we got(C) along

 

(C) Living was rough, dying easy

We (F) never had enough cash in (G)hand

So I (C) made and sold bootleg (Am)whisky

So (Dm) we might (G) escape Van Diemen’s(C) land

 

Chorus

Caged (Am) canaries sing of freedom

A (Dm) bird in the bush is worth two in the (G) hand

On the(Am) ship we were (F) condemned men

(C) Down in Van(G) Diemen’s (C) land

 

(C) Lashed by the law when they caught me

(F) Two hundred or more I could not (G) stand

(C) I swore to friends and (Am) family

(Dm) That one day I’d (G) escape Van Diemen’s(C) land

 

(C) Next time I bootlegged I was running

From town (F) to town and formed a (G) gang

(C)  But the lawmen who caught me were (Am) cunning

And the(Dm)  judge told me(G)  I would(C)  hang

 

Chorus

Caged(Am) canaries sing of freedom

A bird in the bush(Dm) is worth two in the (G) hand

On a(Am) ship we were condemned (F) men

Down (C) in Van(G) Diemen’s (C) land

 

 Part 2

On a (C) brig to Macquarie Harbour

Death (F) sentence for us they(G) say

At anchor (C) the crew went (Am) a fishing

And we (Dm) cons (G) mutinied (C) away

 

(C) Now we were free canaries

(F)  Pirates bound for New Zea(G) land

(C) Lost our way we met with (Am) Samurai

(Dm) Picture me pipe(G) man in(C) Japan

 

Chorus

Caged(Am) canaries sing of freedom

A bird in the bush(Dm) is worth two in the (G) hand

On a(Am) ship we were condemned (F) men

Down (C) in Van(G) Diemen’s (C) land

 

(C) we knew our British hunters

We(F)   scuppered the ship off (G) Canton

And (C) pretended to be (Am) survivors

Of another (Dm) wreck but (G) that crew came (C) along

 

(C) Caught again we were arrested

Put back (F)   on a ship for(G) England

Oh (C) but my trial went (Am) unattested

They hung (Dm) me as the (G) last pirate (C) man

 

(C) My name is William Watts the pirate

The last(F) man for piracy to(G) hang

For (C) stealing a pigeon I was (Am) sent to prison

That (Dm) place called (G) Van Diemen’s (C) land

Chorus:

Caged(Am) canaries sing of freedom

A bird in (Dm) the bush is worth two in the (G) hand

On a(Dm) ship we were (F) condemned men

Down (C) in Van(G) Diemen’s (C) land

On failure and success

I could have succeeded in an exam

I could have lengthened my life span

But you know would I still be who I am

Or would I have compromised?

For life is full of truths and lies

What we tell ourselves

Comes as no surprise

But what others see of the true self

Belies our projected hologram

Our public persona, 

If it's accepted,

 is mona 

Lisa smile of conceit

Or self satisfied

Competitive edge

To match esteem in others' eyes

Yet what is it this public self

That must be held upon

Such a high shelf

And where or how to measure

The other in a soulful equilibrium plasma

Some gell of unconscious desires

That we all swim around

Like creatures in soup

Flies stuck perhaps

Fallen from skies

Or else amphibious lizards

Rising out of the goop

And how do you keep it all together?

Dry spell

 It's a dry spell

And the heat is in my mind

They're clearing out the drains

I'm falling far behind

It's a dry spell

And I'm shooting out my brains

The apples are falling off

The tree limbs

It's a dry spell

And we're waiting for the rains

The well has run dry

The reservoirs are drained

It's a dry spell

And we're waiting for the rain

The brocoli can't grow

No carrots on the trains

The ships masts sway

But there's no wind again

As we're waiting for the rain

It's dry spell in my mind

Gotta asking yourself

If it's you or him

Because the man in the mirror is always

Gonna win