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Lost and Found
03:26
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Said little Missy I’m over here
Been waiting on you for many a year
Take me home, love me please
I’m the sweetest little thing that you ever did see
Told some tales in my time
Stories spun these strings of mine
Brought to life through many hands
In mountains, bars and far-flung lands
A hundred years I’ve travelled this world
Across the land and the seas my girl
A hundred years I’ve made my sound
A hundred years I’ve been lost and found
…Lost and found
No records kept when I was made
No one knows where first I played
Got a number on my back
Nobody knows much more than that
Parts of me they’re lost for good
But there lie memories in this wood
Taken apart, put back whole
Never lost my heart, never lost my soul
A hundred years I’ve travelled this world
Across the land and the seas my girl
A hundred years I’ve made my sound
A hundred years I’ve been lost and found
…I’ve covered some ground
A hundred years, a hundred years, oh oh a hundred years
A hundred years, a hundred years, oh oh a hundred years
Oh the things I’ve seen and the tunes I’ve played
Lost count of all the friends I made
Where they are now you never can tell
Some will be in heaven, the best will be in hell
Yes little Missy I’ve seen it all
The poor can rise and the rich can fall
The bad do good and the good do bad
Can all depend on the luck you’ve had
A hundred years I’ve travelled this world
Across the land and the seas my girl
A hundred years I’ve made my sound
A hundred years I’ve been lost and found
…Now to me you’re bound
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2. |
The Tide will Turn
02:54
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Oh oh watch your bridges burn
Don’t you look behind you boy, don’t you ever learn?
Oh oh watch your bridges burn
Didn’t your mama tell you boy, the tide will turn?
You know that someone saw you boy, no hiding what you done
Break your mama’s heart again boy always on the run
Run into the city boy, run into the hills
Running round in circles boy, you know you always will
Oh oh watch your bridges burn
Don’t you look behind you boy, don’t you ever learn?
Oh oh watch your bridges burn
Didn’t your mama tell you boy, the tide will turn?
You’ve always been a rolling stone boy, never staying still
You go in for the battle scar, but never for the kill
When’d you stop believing boy, when’d you lose the fight?
Can’t turn back the clock now boy go back and make it right
Oh oh watch your bridges burn
Don’t you look behind you boy, don’t you ever learn?
Oh oh watch your bridges burn
Didn’t your mama tell you boy, the tide will turn?
Oooo….
The storm is coming, can you hear the distant thunder?
And the tide is swelling and it’s gonna drag you under
You thought that you could hide it boy, take them for a ride
But the truth will come out in the wash with the turning of the tide
Oh oh watch your bridges burn
Don’t you look behind you boy, don’t you ever learn?
Oh oh watch your bridges burn
Didn’t your mama tell you boy, the tide will turn?
Mama always said that there’s no smoke without the fire
And in your rear-view mirror boy the flames are getting higher
Why’d you strike the matches boy, why’d you light the fuse?
Freedom doesn’t have to just mean nothing left to lose
Oh oh watch your bridges burn
Don’t you look behind you boy, don’t you ever learn?
Oh oh watch your bridges burn
Didn’t your mama tell you boy, the tide will turn?
Didn’t your mama tell you boy, the tide will turn?
Didn’t your mama tell you boy, the tide will turn?
Didn’t your mama tell you boy, the tide will turn?
Oh….
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3. |
Colour of the Devil
03:31
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Takin’ me down, takin’ me down
Can’t stop the Devil from takin’ me down
Takin’ me down, takin’ me down
Can’t stop the Devil from takin’ me down
Used to be a good girl, never was a saint
But I used to be a good girl, played it pretty straight
Now he’s takin’ me down, takin’ me down
Can’t stop the devil from takin’ me down
Used to know what balance was, used to have a goal
But the scales they have tipped now the Devil’s got my soul
And he’s takin’ me down, takin’ me down
Can’t stop the Devil from takin’ me down
Smokin’ and drinkin’ and paintin’ the town
Paintin’ it red, paintin’ it red
It’s the colour of the Devil and he’s in my head
Colour of the Devil and he’s in my head
Colour of the Devil and he’s in my head
(Deeper deeper deeper down)
Used to have it figured out, used to have it made
But the Devil swapped the cards in the hand that I played
And he’s takin’ me down, takin’ me down
Can’t stop the Devil from takin’ me down
Build up my defence, try to keep a poker face
But the Devil’s judge and jury and I’m losing this case
Yeah he’s takin’ me down, takin’ me down
Can’t stop the Devil from takin’ me down
Smokin’ and drinkin’ and paintin’ the town
Paintin’ it red, paintin’ it red
It’s the colour of the Devil and he’s in my head
Colour of the Devil and he’s in my head
Colour of the Devil and he’s in my head
(Deeper deeper deeper down)
Takin’ me down, Takin’ me down
Deeper deeper deeper down
Deeper deeper deeper down
Deeper deeper deeper down
Need to get back to where I used to be
But the Devil well it seems he’s other plans for me
Yeah he’s takin’ me down, takin’ me down
Can’t stop the Devil from takin’ me down
Don’t know what to do so I’ll have another drink
And the Devil he’s laughing as he’s watching me sink
Yeah he’s takin’ me down, takin’ me down
Can’t stop the Devil from takin’ me down
Smokin’ and drinkin’ and paintin’ the town
Paintin’ it red, paintin’ it red
It’s the colour of the Devil and he’s in my head
Colour of the Devil and he’s in my head
Colour of the Devil and he’s in my head
(Deeper deeper deeper down)
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4. |
Sold my Soul for a Dime
03:23
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Sold my soul for a dime Lord, sold my soul for a dime
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, won’t you give me a little more time
Never burned sugar cane Lord, never did hoe no corn
Never was gonna be a slave Lord since the day that I was born
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, sold my soul for a dime
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, won’t you give me a little more time
A ramblin’ girl I am Lord and a ramblin’ girl I’ll stay
Don’t go givin’ me a man Lord ‘cos I gotta be on my way
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, sold my soul for a dime
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, won’t you give me a little more time
Trouble my whole damn life Lord, I done everybody wrong
Never would’ve made a good wife Lord, oh I love’em and then I’m gone
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, sold my soul for a dime
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, won’t you give me a little more time
Drank my money away Lord and I gambled the rest I’m told
Never made the gamblin’ pay Lord oh I’ve never known when to fold
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, sold my soul for a dime
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, won’t you give me a little more time
I ain’t so young no more Lord and these old bones they ache
But I still chase trouble for sure Lord if there be a dime to make
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, sold my soul for a dime
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, won’t you give me a little more time
Please don’t take me now Lord for it ain’t my time to go
And when my time comes round Lord oh please don’t make it slow
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, sold my soul for a dime
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, won’t you give me a little more time
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, sold my soul for a dime
Sold my soul for a dime Lord, won’t you give me a little more time
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5. |
Banjo Pickin' Girl
02:55
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(Various lyrics exist for this song, but these are the ones I arranged for this version)
Goin’ round this world baby mine, oh I’m goin’ round this world baby mine
Oh I’m goin’ round this world, I’m a banjo pickin’ girl
I’m goin’ round this world baby mine
Oh I’ll go to Tennessee baby mine, yes I’ll go to Tennessee baby mine
Oh I’ll go to Tennessee, don’t you try to follow me
I’m goin’ to Tennessee baby mine
Goin’ round this world…
Oh I’ll go to North Carolina baby mine, yes I’ll go to North Carolina baby mine
Oh I’ll go to North Carolina, and from there on to China
Oh I’m goin’ on to China baby mine
Goin’ round this world…
Oh I’ll go to Chattanooga baby mine, yes I heard of Chattanooga baby mine
Oh I’ll go to Chattanooga, and from there on to Cuba
Oh I’ll find my way to Cuba baby mine
Goin’ round this world…
Oh if you ain’t got no money baby mine, oh if you ain’t got no money baby mine
Oh if you ain’t got no money, get yourself another honey
‘Cos I’m goin’ round this world baby mine
Goin’ round this world…
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Banjo Jen Sheffield, UK
'Original Americana with Yorkshire personality'.
Banjo Jen’s eagerly-awaited second EP
‘Cloud of Dust’ is out now! A collection of the more country-style songs in her repertoire, it features a full band (including backing vocals by Bob Harris Emerging Artist 2022 award-winner Lauren Housley) and is produced by AMA UK award-nominee Thomas Dibb.
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