1.Ballad Of Accounting
In the morning we built the city
In the afternoon walked through its streets
Evening saw us leaving
We wandered through our days as if they would never end
All of us imagined we had endless time to spend
We hardly saw the crossroads
And small attention gave
To landmarks on the journey from the cradle to the grave,
cradle to the grave, cradle to the grave
Did you learn to dream in the morning？
Abandon dreams in the afternoon？
Wait without hope in the evening？
Did you stand there in the traces and let them feed you lies？
Did you trail along behind them wearing blinkers on your eyes？
Did you kiss the foot that kicked you？
Did you thank them for their scorn？
Did you ask for their forgiveness for the act of being born,
act of being born, act of being born？
Did you alter the face of the city？
Did you make any change in the world you found？
Or did you observe all the warnings？
Did you read the trespass notices, did you keep off the grass？
Did you shuffle off the pavement just to let your betters pass？
Did you learn to keep your mouth shut,
Were you seen and never heard？
Did you learn to be obedient and jump to at a word,
jump to at a word, jump to at a word？
Did you ever demand any answers？
The who, the what or the reason why？
Did you ever question the setup？
Did you stand aside and let them choose while you took second
best？
Did you let them skim the cream off and then give to you the
rest？
Did you settle for the shoddy？
Did you think it right
To let them rob you right and left and never make a fight,
never make a fight, never make a fight？
What did you learn in the morning？
How much did you know in the afternoon？
Were you content in the evening？
Did they teach you how to question when you were at the school？
Did the factory help you grow, were you the maker or the tool？
Did the place where you were living
Enrich your life and then
Did you reach some understanding of all your fellow men,
all your fellow men, all your fellow men？
2.Dancing In The Dark
3.The Sloe Switch： The Old Women's Dance ／ Sloe Picking ／ Spey Bay
Switch
4.Between Two Worlds： Musical Priest
5.Jolly Beggar
It's of a jolly beggarman came tripping o'er the plain
He came unto a farmer's door a lodging for to gain
The farmer's daughter she came down and viewed him cheek and
chin
She says：“He is a handsome man, I pray you take him in”
Chorus
We'll go no more aroving, aroving in the night
We'll go no more aroving, let the moon shine so bright
We'll go no more aroving
He would not lie within the barn nor yet within the byre
But he would in the corner lie down by the kitchen fire
Oh then the beggar's bed was made of good clean sheets and hay
And down beside the kitchen fire the jolly beggar lay
The farmer's daughter she got up to bolt the kitchen door
And there she saw the beggar standing naked on the floor
He took the daughter in his arms and to the bed he ran
“Kind sir” she says “Be easy now, you'll waken our good man”
“Now you are no beggar, you are some gentleman,
For you have stolen my maidenhead and I am quite undone”
“I am no lord, I am no squire, of beggars I be one,
And beggars they be robbers all, so you are quite undone”
6.The Lea Rig
7.Carnlough Bay
When winter was brawling, o'er high hills and mountains
And dark were the clouds o'er the deep rolling sea
I spied a wee lass as the daylight was dawning
She was asking the road to sweet Carnloch Bay
I said,”My wee lassie, I canna weel teIl ye
The number of miles or how far it might be
But if you'll consent I'll convoy you a wee bit
And I'll show you the road to sweet Carnloch Bay
You turn to the right and pass down by the churchyard
Cross over the river and down by the sea
We'll call in Pat Hamill's and have a wee drop there
Just to help us along to sweet Carnloch Bay
Here's a health to Pat Hamill likewise the wee lassie
And to every laddie that's listening to me
And ne'er turn your back on a bonnie wee lassie
When she's asking the road to sweet Carnloch Bay
8.The Lobster Set： The Lasses Of Fregenal ／ Spiegel Tent, 3am ／ Henri
The Lobster
9.P Stand For Paddy
As I walked out in the bright morning,
to take a pleasant walk,
I sat down beside an old stone wall,
just to hear two lovers talk
just to hear two lovers talk my love,
to hear what they might say,
so I might learn a little more love before I go away
“P” it stands for paddy I suppose,
“J” for my love John,
“W” stands for false Willy-o,
but Johnny is the fairest Man
Johnny is the fairest man She Said,
Johnny is the fairest man,
I don't care what anybody says for Johnny is the fairest man
come and sit beside me my love
nah, I don't really have the time
for you love another little lad
and Your hearts no longer mine
and Your hearts no longer mine he said,
hearts no longer mine!
and I don't care what anybody says for your hearts no longer
mine,
“P” it stands for paddy I suppose,
“J” for my love John,
“W” stands for false Willy-o,
but Johnny is the fairest man,
Johnny is the fairest man She Said,
Johnny is the fairest man,
I don't care what anybody says for Johnny is the fairest man
Well I will climb a high high tree
and rob a wild birds nest,
back I'll bring what I find there
to the girl I love the best
to the girl I love the best he said
to the girl I love the best
back I'll bring what I find there
to the girl I love the best
“P” it stands for paddy I suppose,
“J” for my love John,
“W” stands for false Willy-o,
but Johnny is the fairest Man
Johnny is the fairest man She Said,
Johnny is the fairest man,
I don't care what anybody says for Johnny is the fairest man
10.Daylight
11.Red Mary
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