No simple word, The open book, The letter's kill and you can't lookA broken lock, The empty mouth, A distant sound creeping out
A long, long, gone melodyA long, long, gone memory of wonder A silent word, The poison took, The shallow eyes take their last lookA whispered doubt, An empty house, An autumn leaf on the ground A long, long, gone melodyA long, long, gone memory of wonder
Text ... Canadian indie folk band. Confident, catchy & sentimental. Male & ...Canadian indie folk band. Confident, catchy & sentimental. Male & female voice duet with lovely lyrics. Acoustic guitar & indie folk drum. Chorus @ 1'11. Chanted onomatopoeia @ 1'54. Suggested for sad stories, teenager & american indie film.
Mrs. Sunshine, you're strong enough to smile Do you need me, do you need me anymore? I could settle and watch you from my tower Would it make me, would it make me nice?
Mrs. Feather, you're brave enough to fly
Do you love me, do you love me anymore?
I could give up, I'm sure you'd understand
But would you want me, would you want me in your land?
Mrs. Flower, you sleep within my cave
Do you see me, do you see me anymore? Hear this song and tell me if it's good
Is it good enough, is it good enough for you?
Mrs. Sunshine, don't miss the point I love you
Mrs. Sunshine, you chase the dark away And I need you
I need you
Mrs. Feather, you raise my lead soul to the sky And I love you
I love you
Text ... Canadian indie folk band. Harmonica intro with acoustic guitar. Soft ...Canadian indie folk band. Harmonica intro with acoustic guitar. Soft male voice @ 0'30. Tender, affectionate & inspiring. Banjo @ 1'01 for bucolic scene. Duo with female voice @ 1'11. Perfect for rural environment, firecamp, countryside & leisure.
I’m a bird stuck in a stormy night
Trying to make it to a tree
And I found you on my way
Let’s fly real high ‘till the morning comes
You don’t need to be scared at all No flood can drown a flying bird
Say you will Say you will Say you will Follow me
And we’ll learn to read the winds better Always best to have them on your side And we’ll rest when we want to
On a floating branch somewhere
You don’t need to be scared at all Life is good to those who
Dare to try
High, high High, high
Text ... Determined but dreamy. Male voice, folk & electric guitars & ...Determined but dreamy. Male voice, folk & electric guitars & percussion.
Bon, je frappe à la porteComme j’ai toujours faitUn chien dort là, dehors.Elle me regardeVille d’Evelyn,Je ne devrais plus être làTu me laisses entrer ?Mots et images changent sans toi.Plus vrai que vrai, c’est vraiPortes et ponts ferment derrière toiQue ferai-je ?
Text ... Traditional American ballad of the late 19th century originating from ...Traditional American ballad of the late 19th century originating from South Appalachian area also known as Black Girl or My Girl. "In the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines, And you shiver when the cold winds blow". Male country singer, double-bass, slide dobro, banjo & e-bow guitar @ 0'54. Instrumental tr-21 & 22.
Chorus
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun never shines And you shiver when the cold winds blow
Verse 1
Little girl, little girl, what have I done That makes you treat me so? You caused me to weep, you caused me to mourn And you caused me to leave my home
Chorus
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun never shines And you shiver when the cold winds blow
Verse 2
The longest train I ever saw Came down that Georgia line The engine passed at six o'clock And the cab came by at nine
Chorus
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun never shines And we shiver when the cold winds blow
In the pines, in the pines Where the sun never shines And you shiver when the cold winds blow
Traditional arranged by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Text ... Well-known 19th century minstrel song composed by Stephen Foster. ...Well-known 19th century minstrel song composed by Stephen Foster. "Oh, Susanna, Don't you cry for me, ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee...". Male country singer, guitare, banjo, slide dobro & rythmique. Instrumental tr-28 & 29.
Verse 1 Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see It rained all night the day I left The weather it was dry Sun so hot I froze to death Susanna, don't you cry
Chorus Oh, Susanna Don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee
Verse 2 I had a dream the other night When everything was still I dreamed I saw my girl Susanne She was coming around the hill
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth A tear was in her eye I said I come from Dixie girl Suzanna, don't you cry
Chorus Oh, Susanna Now, don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee Yeah Oh, Susanna Now, don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee
Words & Music by Stephen Foster (D.P) Arrangement by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Text ... Folk ballad. Melancholic, wandering & intimate. Acoustic and twangy ...Folk ballad. Melancholic, wandering & intimate. Acoustic and twangy guitars, male singer & rhythm.
One day will come, when you know what to do And I’ll be here with you One day will come, but I’ll wait until I’m sure That I’ll stay with her A new day is coming, with the beating of her heart Oh I’ll never let you down A new day is coming, and makes me think of the two of us When I’m not with her One day will come, when you know what I mean And you’ll see, what we were meant to be One day will come, but I’ll wait until I’m sure That I’ll stay with her A new day is coming, with the beating of her heart Oh I’ll never let you down A new day is coming, and makes me think of the two of us When I’m not with her
Text ... Soul ballad in a spirit of brotherhood based on the late 18th century ...Soul ballad in a spirit of brotherhood based on the late 18th century Scottish & Irish folksong The Wild Mountain Thyme. "Well, not so long ago, I had the sweetest dream, I will never forget the feeling, people walking hand in hand...". Male singer & electric guitar. Baritone guitar & bass @ 1'11. Instrumental tr-20.
Verse 1
Well, not so long ago, I had the sweetest dream I will never forget the feeling, People walking hand in hand Will you come with me, come
To the other side of the river Where peace you will find,
Reach the other side, will we ever Will you come With me, come
Verse 2
I’m awake, but my dream is still here,
In my heart my soul and mind And I hope this dream we can share,
‘Cause your heart beats just like mine Will you come with me, come To the other side of the river Where peace you will find,
Reach the other side, will we ever Will you come with me, come Will you come, Come with me, come Will you come With me, come
Words by: Michael Wesley RobinsonMusic by: Manuel Galvin
Text ... Canadian indie folk band. Soft, quiet & tender. Acoustic picking ...Canadian indie folk band. Soft, quiet & tender. Acoustic picking guitar intro. Male voice @ 0'58 in an intimate mood. Harmonica @ 2'01. Female & male duet @ 2'27. Suggested for countryside, travel & rural environment.
I know you don't need empty promises so I Won't make them for you
For you
All I have is songs and faith In our lucky moon
You're my good fortune
But I want you to feel safe inside my arms
I'll be your home, the one that follows you around
Text ... Folksong/country & western standard of uncertain origins from the ...Folksong/country & western standard of uncertain origins from the late 19th century also known as "Cowboy Love Song". "From this valley they say you are going". Melancholy of a lost love. Male country singer, guitare, slide dobro,basse, harmonica & banjo. Instrumental tr-19.
Verse 1
From this valley they say you are going We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile For they say you are taking the sunshine That has brightened my pathway awhile
Verse 2 Come and sit by my side if you love me Do not hasten to bid me adieu Just remember the Red River Valley And the cowboy who loves you so true
Verse 3
Won’t you think of the valley you’re leaving O how lonesome, how sad it will be? O think of the fond heart you’re breaking Every grief you are causing to me.
Verse 4 Come and sit by my side if you love me Do not hasten to bid me adieu Just remember the Red River Valley And the cowboy who loves you so true And the cowboy who loves you so true
Traditional arranged by : Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Text ... Canadian indie folk band. Atmospheric intro. Confident, sentimental & ...Canadian indie folk band. Atmospheric intro. Confident, sentimental & bittersweet. Acoustic guitar & male voice. Piano @ 2'05. Build-up @ 2'38 with drum, cello & female voice. Finale with choir. Suggested for travel, family, teenager & indie film.
Sail away from the cries of your cynical thoughts
Sail away from the hurry to prove them wrong
Sail away from the voices who can't help but bring you down Let them think they know something
Then sail away
Sail away from the land where your dreams seem unreal
Sail away to where you don't have to do, where you only have to be Sail away from the striving
Sail away from the struggle
Sail away to the heavens, they're right here in your hands
Sail away to better lands
Text ... Well-known American blues song & jazz standard of uncertain origin. ...Well-known American blues song & jazz standard of uncertain origin. "Well, I’m going down to the St. James Infirmary, to see my baby there". Sad & disillusioned. Blues/soul singer, snaps, sousaphone, drums & marimba. Instrumental tr-17 & 18.
Verse 1
Well, I’m going down to the St. James Infirmary, to see my baby there
She was all stretched out, on a long white table So sweet, so cold, so bare
Verse 2
Let her go, go ! Ahh, my little Baby, Where ever she can beYou may search this whole world all over But she’d never find a sweet man like me
Verse 3
Now, when I die, bury me in Stetson shoesA Stetson coat, and a Stetson hat And put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain So the cats know, that I died fat Ad Lib
St. James Infirmary, where can my baby be ? It’s just at St. James Infirmary, yeah Let my baby go, let my baby goLet my Baby go, go, go Let my Baby go !
Traditional arranged by : Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Text ... Aura Lea" (sometimes spelled "Aura Lee") American Civil War ballad ...Aura Lea" (sometimes spelled "Aura Lee") American Civil War ballad about a maiden. "Aura Lee! Aura Lee! Maid of golden hair, sunshine came along with thee and swallows in the air." Male singer in a country & western spirit, mandolin à l'unisson, lap-steel, banjo, e-bow guitar & acoustic guitar. Instrumental tr-24.
Verse 1 As the blackbird in the spring 'neath the willow tree Sat and piped I heard him sing
Praising Aura Lee.
Chorus Aura Lea! Aura Lea! Maid of golden hair Sunshine came along with thee And swall-ows in the air.
Verse 2 Take my heart and take my ring I give my all to thee Take me for eternity Dearest Aura Lee!
Chorus Aura Lea! Aura Lea! Maid of golden hair Sunshine came along with thee And swall-ows in the air.
Verse 3 In her blush the rose was born 'twas music when she spoke In her eyes the light of morn Sparkling seemed to break.
Chorus Aura Lee! Aura Lee! Maid of golden hair Sunshine came along with thee And swall-ows in the air.
Verse 4 Aura Lee the bird may flee The willow' golden hair Then the wintry winds may be Blowing ev'rywhere.
Chorus Aura Lee! Aura Lee! Maid of golden hair Sunshine came along with thee And swall-ows in the air.
Verse 5 Yet if thy blue eyes I see Gloom will soon depart For to me sweet Aura Lee Is sunshine to the heart.
Chorus Aura Lee! Aura Lee! Maid of golden hair Sunshine came along with thee And swall-ows in the air.
Words by William W. Fosdick (D.P) Music by George R. Poulton (D.P)
Arrangement by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Text ... Song. Determined but melancholic. Acoustic & electric guitar, mal ...Song. Determined but melancholic. Acoustic & electric guitar, mal voice & pizz.
You’re not a friend of mine, but I’m not afraid of dyingI just want to live alive,I wanna give it a try and face the ghosts that trouble my nightI’m gonna play my dime, even if chances are tight It’s better to go now, before chances are goneDans les bras du hasard, j’ai glissé mon destin, ma douleurJ’ai laissé mon chagrin,J’ai caressé l’espoir en douceur, j’ai oublié mes peurs Quand s’approche l’hiver, if faut rentrer son boisC’est le moment de le faire, avant que ne s’abatte le froidI know it sounds insane, but I’m not the one to blameWhen hope is fighting pain in a kind of silly gameWith such a beast to tame and a referee so lameSo I need to place my bet, I need to force the fateBefore I’m getting old, before it’s getting coldBefore chances are gone Je veux redéployer mes ailes et tutoyer les arcs en cielWhen the chance comes and says your name, you’ll sense it’s the moment to decideJe veux remarcher sur les braises, faire le saut de l’ange du haut des falaises Don’t wait, just go for it, you know it is time to set the timePuisque je n’ai plus rien à perdre, entre combat et prièreNow you feel it must be done, just get a ticket to the unknownAujourd’hui je choisis le glaive, pour qu’un nouveau jour se lèveAnd feel reborn, and feel rebornJ’ai trop donné, je veux qu’on me donne, before chances are gone
Text ... Canadian indie folk band. Bright electric guitar intro evolving with ...Canadian indie folk band. Bright electric guitar intro evolving with piano reverb & shiny layers. Awe inspiring voice duo @ 0'45 with cello. Glockenspiel @ 1'30. Drum @ 1'53. Perfect for morning awakening, indie film, romance & family.
Say you will be alright
Say you will be alright
Say you’ll get through the night Say you’ll get to the light.
Text ... Canadian indie folk band. Quiet, tender & affectionate. Gentle ...Canadian indie folk band. Quiet, tender & affectionate. Gentle acoustic picking guitar & male voice. Electric guitar with shaker @ 1'03. Suggested for countryside, travel, rural environment.
I don’t need no one to tell me You’ve been on my mind lately I know
I’ve been thinking lots about you Wondering if I’ll ever get through My love
Some friends of mine they thought we should have Never got together from the start
But what do you think?
Is life lighter without me now,
How do you feel kissing someone else’s neck?
Still dreaming about you now and then Hoping to get fixed in the end
Always smiling with all my friends but They don’t know my castle’s made of sand
For you don’t answer when I call I stay awake until I fall
I miss you
Where have you been?
Tell me did you leave America, Making sure you don’t look back? Chasing clouds in South Australia, Trying to get back on track?
Text ... Famous gospel/folksong known since the second half of the 19th ...Famous gospel/folksong known since the second half of the 19th century about a plaintive soul on the journey through life "I am a poor wayfering stranger". Moving & sad. Male voice in a soul spirit, chimes & synth layers. Instrumental tr-15.
Verse 1
I am a poor wayfaring stranger While traveling through this world of woe Yet there's no sickness, toil or danger In that bright world to which I go.
Chorus I'm going there to meet my Father I'm going there no more to roam I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home.
Verse 2
I know dark clouds Will gather round me I know my way Is rough and steep Yet beautiful fields Lie just before me Where god’s redeemed their vigils keep
Chorus
I'm going there to meet my mother
She said she’d meet me
When I come I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home. I'm only going over home
Traditional arranged by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau