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Til I'm Gone
04:01
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‘Til I’m Gone (words & music David Ross Macdonald)
Sorry’s not a word that likes to pass these lips
Every time it does it loses teeth
Hollow as a bell, or a washed up shell
That sings because the ocean breathes a spell
And you’re the only one who knows enough to care
The only one I trusted not to tell
The only one who knows how a shadow grows
Across the path we try to make out own
And you hold me till I’m gone
And were sleeping for a dream that fears the light of day
Like waking within a strangers arms
Warmer than her breath or the day you left
And now a chill to stir me from my charms
But you hold me till I’m gone
Stranger than the lines you draw into your skin
And darker than the eyes I now recall
But this wonder is a wound and scars will turn to gold
Never to forget the day I fell, never to forget the day
That you hold me till I’m gone
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Shoulders Brown
04:09
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Shoulders Brown (words & music David Ross Macdonald)
You don’t know how lucky you are
You don’t show no pain
And there you go hurrying away
Itchy feet don’t like to stay
And you have no idea this ended long ago
When I held you near and you said let me go
Ever since that day when you lay me down
All I see is you shoulders brown
And you don’t know how lovely you can be
You don’t hide you don’t game
And when you called your mother on the phone
I listened in
And you have no idea this ended long ago
When I held you near and you said let me go
Ever since that day when you lay me down
All I see is you shoulders brown
Some say that time, be the healer of all wounds
I’m not sure that I agree
These feelings here don’t seem to want to rust
And I’m not sure that I want them to
And you don’t know how funny you can be
There’s more to laughing than out loud
These’s more to you than seeking company
Or standing out in the crowd
And your friends, I’ll miss them half as much
For every one I miss you two
I know I said I will keep in touch, but I won’t
And you have no idea this ended long ago
When I held you near and you said let me go
Ever since that day when you lay me down
All I see is your shoulders brown
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Paper Crane
03:56
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Paper Crane (words & music David Ross Macdonald)
Paper crane, my paper crane with wings so frail, wings so frail
You want to fly, fly away
Paper cup, my paper cup, you fill it up, fill it up
To the top
Paper heart, my paper heart will never start, never start
With folded hopes torn apart
So my paper crane, paper crane with wings so frail, wings so frail
Fly on home, home today
Double Bass – Brett Canning
Drums – Sleepy Silver
Tricone Reonator – Jeff Lang
Electric Guitar / Backing vocal – Shane O’Mara
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Old Joe's Cane
04:34
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Old Joes Cane (words & music David Ross Macdonald)
Corner racked against the wall, surest sign that Joes at home
Never steps outside alone without his knuckled brass and bone
And with each step without a thought he recalls the memories caught
Between the cracks that vein and fork beneath the rhythm of his walk
Be my companion dear, steady my step and I’ll hold you near
With leather on stone I’ll weather you alone with my knuckled brass and bone
Half a mile out of town, half a smile half a frown
Shadowed steeple rakes the ground you leave a flower on her crown
You were my companion dear and you steadied my step and I held you near
With leather on stone, I weather you alone with my knuckled brass and bone
Lucky if he beats the rain, lucky of he meets the train
Lucky if he makes it home, lucky knuckled brass and bone
Finer than her wedding gown, china or the letters found
Echoes is the crystal sound, Joes cane upon the cobbled ground
Be my companion dear, steady my step and I’ll hold you near
With leather on stone I’ll weather you alone with my knuckled brass and bone
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We Don't Live Forever
03:20
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We Don’t Live Forever (words & music David Ross Macdonald)
Turn out the light, come to bed let me light the candles in your head let me glow there
Feel my breath against your skin before it ends let it begin
Closer than the thought of you now as one where once was two in hiding
The pale of moon comes from the sun the heart of you is hardly won by this fighting
We don’t live forever
At the spring and to our knees we quench the summers arid needs never humble
But from this fall it’s comes to pass that winters will is in her grasp like the fable
We don’t live forever
Before you leave take this much I give to you what time won’t touch
Before the breath before the moon for the weakening winters noon a letter
We don’t live forever
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Easier Said
04:18
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Easier Said (words & music David Ross Macdonald)
Forgive forget forever more, from your rib remove a thorn and take her picture off the wall
And never give this dog his day, leave him sleep just where he lay, catch the dream he chased away
Draw the blood out from the stone take a heart out from the home a shadow nobody owns
Hold the candle to the storm, here and now what’s long been gone remembering a childhood song
Easier said than done
Make of it what you will
But hold the camera still
A thousand words to fill
Easier said than done
Judge the book with cover gone sideways glance a jacket torn he’s twice as shy his teeth are worn
Iron fist into a palm, do unto despite this turn mine to keep a lesson learned
Easier said than done
Forgive forget forever more from your rib remove a thorn take her picture off the wall
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Waltzing Matilda
04:16
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Waltzing Matilda (traditional , arrangement David Ross Macdonald)
Once a jolly swagman camped by a Billabong
Under the shade of a Coolabah tree
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"
Down come a jumbuck to drink at the water hole
Up jumped a swagman and grabbed him in glee
And he sang as he stowed him away in his tucker bag
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me'".
Up rode the Squatter a riding his thoroughbred
Up rode the Trooper - one, two, three
"Where's that jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?",
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me".
But the swagman he up and jumped in the water hole
Drowning himself by the Coolabah tree,
And his ghost may be heard as it sings in the Billabong,
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"
A.B. (Banjo) Paterson
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Gibson Blues
05:07
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Who Have A Dream
06:37
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Who Have a Dream (words & music David Ross Macdonald)
Like a friend you thought you’d lost when the price becomes the cost
There’s a chill before the frost, but then there’s light
When April took a King to the songs that children sing
The truth will always ring for those that listen
Have you heard how a poor man shames us all
And how the junkies in the subways are canaries in our souls
Who have a dream
And it may come undone when there’s nowhere left to run
But were greater than the sum this much I count on
So gather up your things and cut those binding strings
And take the path that brings with it your dreams
Have you heard how a poor man shames us all
And how the junkies in the subways are canaries in our souls
Who have a dream
So gather up your things and cut those binding strings
And take the path that brings with it your dreams
Cause it may come undone when there’s nowhere left to run
But were greater than the sum this much I count on
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David Ross Macdonald Candelo, Australia
Guitar
Songs
Stories
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by Heath Cullen
my country brother neighbour laying it down deep
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see you tomorrow
by the innocence mission
ethereal ambient dreamscapes and comforting solitude
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