Inspired by a walk in churchyard in Newbiggin-by-the-Sea, this song remembers names before they fade.
lyrics
There used to be names, there used to be days,
There used to be words, that told our tales.
But it's all worn down, by the wind and the waves
Now the time and the tide,
Has wiped us away, away from here, from today.
Oh blow me away, blow me away
Ferry me I pray, ‘cross sky and spray
Blow me away, and I’ll be no more
Forever known,
By a space on a stone.
I was John McBride, lay down in ’75
I left my farm behind, to lie beside my bride.
They say it wasn’t easy, they never knew how hard
to farm the land without her at my side.
They say it was the storm, they say it was the sea
I’m William Knox, that’s how the world knew me
I rode the lifeboat, off the beach to the sea
And that was the last, they ever saw of me
Elizabeth Young, and her sister Clare,
One moment here, and the next nowhere.
Disease it took them, they said it was a shame
And now we know, but their fading name.
Fool's Gold is Carol and Steve Robson. They're based in the North East of the UK, and present multimedia performances all over the UK. Live shows are just that: no tapes or backing. The recordings take that a bit further...
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