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Lyr Req: Cursed Be the Caller (Jez Lowe)

11 Sep 03 - 06:58 PM (#1017215)
Subject: lyrics required
From: GUEST,Bridgee

Lyrics required for Jez Lowe's Cursed be the Caller


12 Sep 03 - 11:44 PM (#1017982)
Subject: RE: lyrics required:Jez Lowe's Cursed be the Caller
From: Jim Dixon

CURSED BE THE CALLER appears on 2 of Jez Lowe's albums: "Back Shift," Fellside, FE 089CD; and "The Old Durham Road," Fellside, FECD 34.

(Yeah, I know, that doesn't answer your question, but at least it refreshes the thread, and it might cause somebody to say, "Hey, I've got that album!")


13 Sep 03 - 02:41 AM (#1018019)
Subject: Lyr Add: CURSED BE THE CALLER (Jez Lowe)
From: Stewie

Hey I've got that album!

CURSED BE THE CALLER
(Jez Lowe)

Who's that knockin' there
Who's that rappin' there
Who's that tappin' there
Can't you let us be?
We've been to work today
Diggin' our lives away
Down below the frozen clay
And out beneath the sea

Oh cursed be the caller
With his knock, knock, knock

Well, lyin' there at 2 o'clock
To hear the caller's angry knock
Would give the devil himself a shock
As he lay fast asleep
A workin' man has not the right
To sleep is way all through the night
Clasp your dreams with all your might
'Cos dreams'll never keep

Oh cursed be the caller
With his knock, knock, knock

The sky is cold, the sky is black
You struggle to get off your back
The night is always twice as dark
When you have to leave your bed
A second knock and then a third
It's no good sayin' you never heard
The gaffer won't believe a word
It's enough to wake the dead

Oh cursed be the caller
With his knock, knock, knock

So curse the caller, curse him well
Let him wake the souls in hell
He'll find a place there for himself
I'm sure that it is home
Oh, but if he left us sleeping fast
Tomorrow's shift would be our last
So leave the caller to his task
But curse him all the same

Oh cursed be the caller
With his knock, knock, knock

Who's that knockin' there
Who's that rappin' there
Who's that tappin' there
Can't you let us be?
We've been to work today
Diggin' our lives away
Down below the frozen clay
And out beneath the sea

Oh cursed be the caller
With his knock, knock, knock
Oh cursed be the caller
With his knock, knock, knock

Source: transcription from Jez Lowe 'Back Shift' Fellside Records FECD89. Words and music by Jez Lowe. Copyright Fellsongs Music Publishing.

--Stewie.


13 Sep 03 - 02:47 AM (#1018021)
Subject: RE: lyrics required:Jez Lowe's Cursed be the Caller
From: Stewie

Stanza 2, line 6 in the above posting should read 'To sleep his way ...'.

--Stewie.


16 Sep 03 - 12:29 PM (#1019971)
Subject: Lyr Add: CURSED BE THE CALLER (Jez Lowe)
From: George Seto - af221@chebucto.ns.ca

From Jez Lowe's songbook....

Cursed Be The Caller
Jez Lowe

Who's that knocking there, who's that rapping there?
Who's that tapping there, can't you let usbe?
We've been to work today, digging our lives away,
Down below the frozen clay, and out beneath the sea.
Oh cursed be the caller with his knock, knock, knock.
 
Lying there at two o'clock, to hear the caller's angry knock,
Would give the devil himself a shock as he lay fast asleep.
A working man has not the right to sleephis way all through the night
Clasp your dreams with all your might, 'cos dreams will never keep,
Oh cursed be the caller with his knock, knock, knock.
 
The sky is cold, the sky is black, you struggle to get off your back,
The night is always twice as dark, when you have to leave your bed.
A second knock, and then a third, it's no good saying you never heard.
The gaffer won't believe a word, it's enough to wake the dead.
Oh cursed be the caller with his knock, knock, knock.
 
So curse the caller, curse him well, let him wake the souls in Hell,
He'll find a place there for himsel', I'm sure it is his home.
But if he left us sleeping fast, tomorrow's shift would be our last,
So leave the caller to his task, but curse him all the same.
Oh cursed be the caller with his knock, knock, knock.

Written after a conversation with my father, when he retired after fifty years in the mines, many of which he spent on first shift, after being woken by the caller's knock.