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26 Dec 12 - 03:24 AM (#3457115) Subject: Lyr Req: Dransfields From: GUEST,Swaleman Does anyone out there have the lyrics to the Dransfield's track 'The Alchemist and the Pedlar'? I have the track on 'The Fiddler's Dream' CD but cannot decipher enough of the song for it to make sense.Any help would be much appreciated. |
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26 Dec 12 - 11:16 AM (#3457250) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Dransfields From: GUEST,Ray I don't have them written down but it's a song I used to do. If you can post the words you have, I'll try to fill in some of the gaps. |
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26 Dec 12 - 01:18 PM (#3457278) Subject: Lyr Add: THE ALCHEMIST AND THE PEDLAR (Dransfields From: Mick Pearce (MCP) Here's how I have it (not quite sure about ran in last verse. Mick THE ALCHEMIST AND THE PEDLAR (Robin and Barry Dransfield) Oh a few old friends they're gathering down by the tavern fire When in there walked a pedlar who comes round once a year. He overheard them talking all about their quest for gold. "There's a curse on it", cried the pedlar, "Or so I have been told" They paid no heed to his warning and they spent their money free. They deal out cards and smoke out the words, they play so fearlessly. See a smile on the winner's face, oh, the loser he does not cry He puts his head to the brandy 'cause he knows his luck's run dry. Was he riding on a white horse That never touched the ground? Left the others searching For the things that can't be found? So through that night they stayed to find out just who the winner plays. And the dealer he gets impatient 'cause the game went on for days. Then a piece of bright yellow metal appeared before their eyes "He may go, oh, he may go, you see the pedlar lies." They took the prize with the greatest care down to their silent den Where they performed their logic 'cause the truth they had to learn. They tried every cipher and reason, not a trace of gold did they find. Then a flash and flame, oh and they were slain, but, ah, their bones did shine. Was he riding on a white horse That never touched the ground? Left the others searching For the things that can't be found? The most glorious of sunsets in heaven ever ?ran? Was staged to show these lonely dead who didn't understand To see how the moon feels like flying and watch 'til the stars disappear And the pedlar's gone to another town, oh, but he'll be back next year. Was he riding on a white horse That never touched the ground? Left the others searching For the things that can't be found? Source: The Dransfields, The Fiddler's Dream |
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26 Dec 12 - 01:56 PM (#3457291) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Dransfields From: GUEST,Swaleman Thanks so much for that Mick. |
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26 Dec 12 - 05:54 PM (#3457391) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Dransfields From: GUEST,Ray Yes that's more or less as I remember it; apart from - First line "there gathering" Last line of verse 3 - should be "He made gold" x2 and the first line of the next verse I think is dell rather than den. As for "ran" - it dosn't make much sense but that's what it sounds like. |
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26 Dec 12 - 07:29 PM (#3457428) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Dransfields From: Mick Pearce (MCP) Ray there gathering may well be right; I can't decide on that one. He made gold - definitely makes more sense than my reading! dell I'm not sure about; the end of the word tails off and I think den makes a better (approximate) rhyme with the following line, so I think I'd keep den. Thanks for the corrections. Mick |