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Surgery

by Amy Annelle

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1.
don't mind the rain, or the rolling sea the weary night never worried me but the hardest time in a sailor's day is to watch the sun as it dies away It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line the finest ship that sails the sea is but a prison for the likes of me but give me wings like Noah's dove and I'll fly up harbor to the girl I love It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line oh Lord if dreams were only real I'd have my hands on that wooden wheel and with all my heart I'll turn her round and tell the boys that we're homeward bound It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line I'll pass the time like some machine until blue water turns to green then I'll dance on down that walkashore and sail the Grey Funnel Line no more and sail the Grey Funnel Line no more
2.
as the new river flows in the night somewhere honey, some old hog is stomping on the bog like a free, like a free stream of light my heart jumps straight to you tonight cause you're pretty, lordy knows, and you're fair and you seem like you kind...of linger there like a hot, like a hot burnin' flame my heart jumps straight to you again for i knew, lordy knows that you're there and the New River flow, flows round the town and the king-fisher fishin' in the shoal my heart jumps straight right out of my soul and a catfish, catfish on the bottom i'm up here with the blues, lordy knows that i got 'em i hope the moonbeams shine down to you so you can sing away the whole night through as the New River flows in the night somewhere honey, some ol' hog is stomping on the bog like a free, like a free stream of light my heart jumps straight to you tonight. oh, my heart jumps straight to you tonight.
3.
the Diamond is a ship, my lads for the Davis Strait we're bound
 the quay it is all garnished with bonnie lasses 'round
 Captain Thompson gives the order to sail the ocean wide 
where the sun it never sets, my lads nor darkness dims the sky AND IT'S CHEER UP, ME LADS LET YOUR HEART NEVER FAIL FOR THE BONNY SHIP THE 'DIAMOND' GOES A FISHIN-FOR THE WHALE along the quay at Peterhead the lasses stand around with their shawls all pulled about them and the salt tears runnin' down 
don't you weep, my bonnie lass though you be left behind th' rose will grow on Greenland's banks before we change our mind here's health to the 'Resolution' likewise the 'Eliza Swan' 
three cheers for the 'Battler of Montrose' & the 'Diamond', ship of fame
 we wear the trousers of the white and jackets o' the blue
 when we get back to Peterhead we'll have sweethearts enou' it'll be bright both day and night when the Greenland lads come home 
our ship is full with oil, my lads and money to our name
 we'll make the cradles for-to rock and the blankets for-to tear
 and every lass in Peterhead sing "hushabye, my dear"
4.
hi-ho, fishin' all day! brother got a goldfish put him in a little dish brother got a goldfish put him in a little dish turned into a trash fish, swimmin' in the big ditch trash fish, trash fish swimmin' in the big ditch trash fish, trash fish swimmin' in the big ditch all the way from Jericho, to the Gulf of Mexico fishin' all day in the Matagorda Bay fishin' all day in the Matagorda Bay well I caught me a big one, but I let him get away alligator gar they call him a trash fish alligator gar they call him a trash fish if you had a last wish swimmin' in the big ditch trash fish trash fish jammin' up the waterway trash fish trash fish jammin' up the waterway messin' with my fishing line suckin' up the bottom slime trash fish trash fish jammin' up the waterway trash fish trash fish jammin' up the waterway catch him where the blue cat yellow cat had his day you got your live bait and your artificial lure you got your live bait and your artificial lure catch him in the river catch him in the sewer fishin' all day and i ain't got a bite fishin' all day and i ain't got a bite but you know i don't mind, i do it all the time
5.
Quiet (free) 04:33
I don't know much about much and what I don't know I don't say and when I have nothing to say,
 I'm quiet if there's occasion to holler, I'll try it I can make noise with the best but most of the rest of the time I'm quiet 

I've made mistakes in the past things that I blush over yet but I hardly ever regret
 having been quiet if I had a T.V. at home
 perhaps I would truly enjoy it I could just leave it alone and it's quiet 

I'm not unsociable, no people are fine in repose somehow my favorites are those
 who are quiet Quiet's a wonderful sound sweeter than oboe or fiddle someday I'm going to be found in the middle of quiet sing me a song of the sea
 soft as the breath of a breeze sing me to sleep and then please
 keep quiet
6.
oh black is the color of my true love's hair his face is something wondrous fair the prettiest eyes and the neatest hands I love the ground whereon he stands I love my love as well he knows I love the ground whereon he goes but if you on earth no more i can see I can't serve you as you have me the winter's passed and the leaves are green the time has passed that we have seen but still I hope the day will come when you and I will be as one I go to the clyde to mourn to weep unsatisfied, I never can sleep so i write to you in a few short lines "I'll suffer death ten thousand times" oh black is the color of my true love's hair his face is something wonderous fair the prettiest eyes and the neatest hands I love the ground whereon he stands
7.
see them tumbling down pledging their love to the ground lonely but free I'll be found drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds cares of the past are behind nowhere to go but I'll find just where the trail will wind drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds I know when night has gone that a new world's born at dawn I'll keep rolling along deep in my heart is a song here on the range I belong drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds I'm a roaming cowboy riding all day long tumbleweeds around me sing their lonely song nights underneath the prairie moon I'll ride along and sing a tune
8.
I once loved a lass and I loved her so well I hated all others who spoke of her ill but now she's rewarded me well for my love for she's gone to be wed to another when I saw my love to the church go with bride and bridemaidens, they made a fine show and I followed 'em on with a head full of woe for she's gone to be wed to another when I saw my love sit down to dine I sat down beside her and poured out the wine and I drank to the lass that should've been mine and now she is wed to another the men of yon forest they asked it of me "how many strawberries grew in the salt sea"? but i answered them back with a tear in my e'ye "how many ships sail in the forest?" oh dig me a grave dig it so deep and cover it over with florets so sweet and I'll lie me down for to take a long sleep and maybe in time I'll forget her Oh they dug it my grave and they dug it so deep and covered it over with florets so sleep and I lay me down for-to take a long sleep and maybe by now I've forgot her.
9.
it's that ole devil called love again gets behind me and keeps giving me that shove again putting rain in my eyes tears in my dreams and rocks in my heart it's that sly old son-of-a-gun again he keeps telling me that I'm the lucky one again but I still have that rain still have these tears and these rocks in my heart suppose I didn't stay? ran away? wouldn't play? the devil what a potion he would brew he'd follow me around lift me up and tear me down 'til I'd be so bewildered I wouldn't know what to do might as well give up the fight again I know damn well he'll convince me he's right again when he sings that siren song I got to sing along with that ole devil called love with that ole devil called love
10.
I am a freeborn man of the traveling people got no fixed abode, with nomads I am numbered country lanes and byways are always my way I never fancied being numbered oh we knew the woods, all the resting places and the small birds sang when wintertime was over then we'd pack our load and be on the road they were good old times for the rover there was open ground where a man could linger stay a week or two for time was not your master then away you'd jog with your horse and dog easy now, no need to go faster now and then we'd meet up with other travelers hear the news or else swap family information at the country fairs, we'd all be meeting there all the people of the traveling nation all you freeborn men of the traveling people every tinker, rolling stone or gypsy rover winds of change are blowing, old ways are going your traveling days will soon be over winds of change are blowing, old ways are going your traveling days will soon be over
11.
when all the world is a hopeless jumble and the raindrops tumble all around heaven opens a magic lane and when all the clouds darken up the skyway there's a rainbow highway to be found leading from your windowpane to a place behind the sun just a step beyond the rain... somewhere over the rainbow way up high there's a land that I heard of once in a lullabye somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me where troubles melt like lemon drops away above the chimney tops that's where you'll find me somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly birds fly over the rainbow why, oh why can't I? someday I'll wake and rub my eyes and in that land beyond the skies you'll find me I'll be a laughing daffodil and leave the silly cares that fill my mind behind me

about

'Surgery' is a new music and photography project by American songwriter and folk musician Amy Annelle. It is her ninth album in a career that illuminates the hidden corners of folk, experimental and Americana music.

Amy recently underwent major surgery for a chronic medical condition. This project has been set up as a fundraiser, with proceeds going towards medical expenses and recovery.

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released January 20, 2015

recorded at home in Montopolis, Texas by Amy Annelle, December 2014.
mixed by Craig Ross, December 2014.
all photos by Amy Annelle, All Rights Reserved.

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Amy Annelle Austin, Texas

A prolific writer and interpreter of songs, Amy Annelle maps out the farther reaches of American music, while conjuring visions of our restless musical past. Over the course of ten albums & thousands of miles logged on the road, Annelle has cultivated a rarified voice and repertoire that "blooms with open-hearted, lustful vulnerability and a harrowing naturalistic solitude”(Crawdaddy). ... more

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