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12 Mar 12 - 12:23 PM (#3321775) Subject: Lyr Req: Parafin Lamp Selller - Watt Nicol From: Kenny B (inactive) Has anyone got a copy of the lyrics asked for recorded / written by Watt Nicol |
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13 Mar 12 - 07:53 AM (#3322168) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Parafin Lamp Selller - Watt Nicol From: Kenny B (inactive) refresh |
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14 Mar 12 - 06:58 AM (#3322653) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Parafin Lamp Selller - Watt Nicol From: Kenny B (inactive) refresh |
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14 Mar 12 - 07:07 AM (#3322661) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Parafin Lamp Selller - Watt Nicol From: Leadfingers Only help \I can be is to say iots on Vynil - WATTcha! (XTRA 1108, 1970) |
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14 Mar 12 - 05:59 PM (#3322926) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Parafin Lamp Selller - Watt Nicol From: Kenny B (inactive) Thanks Leadfingers but so's my kitchen carpet hee hee and words have failed me with that as well .... i thought Scabby Douglas or Jim Mlean might be able to point me in the right direction but many of us do not log in regularly and dont see pms |
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16 Mar 12 - 10:40 AM (#3323645) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Parafin Lamp Selller - Watt Nicol From: Kenny B (inactive) Freeresh |
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16 Mar 12 - 01:39 PM (#3323747) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Parafin Lamp Selller - Watt Nicol From: Jim McLean I'venever heard the song but can only repeat Leadfingers advice and look for someone who has the record. |
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17 Mar 12 - 05:33 PM (#3324297) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Parafin Lamp Selller - Watt Nicol From: Kenny B (inactive) refresh |
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24 Mar 12 - 12:33 PM (#3328175) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Parafin Lamp Selller - Watt Nicol From: Kenny B (inactive) Paraffin Lamp Seller Watt Nicoll Trottin down the country lanes , The pony and the cart Its a heavy load and a heavy road, He's heavy in his heart Crack no whip, he just nods his head , tae makes that horse run fast Wi his wooden dolls and heather brooms And paraffin lamps of brass He's got to make the market to try to sell his wares To earn the cost of bread and a crust, While the weathers cold and grey Been on the road a long long time, sixty-three years past Wi his wooden dolls and heather brooms And paraffin lamps of brass Its forty years or forty-two, since Jamie he was as born And he carved a special wooden doll, for his first and only son A happy laughin Jamie, he's playin on the grass Wi his wooden dolls and heather brooms And paraffin lamps of brass On his right side is a peddlar , He's tall he's strong he's young Sellin dolls and brooms and paraffin Three for the price of one The old lad he doesnt sell at all Till the the young one sells his last His wooden dolls and heather brooms And paraffin lamps of brass Now he's only made a copper, to buy the pony's grain His work is done, he leaves this town and shuts the shop again Its Jamie's name above the door but the old man ambles past The windows full of dolls and heather brooms And paraffin lamps of brass Now he died up in the workhouse And the bell didnt even toll His last request was do your best for the pony cos he's old And the pony never heard it To another hand he passed Like the wooden dolls and heather brooms And paraffin lamps of brass Rpt last 2 lines |