1. |
For My Own Shame
02:48
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Vs1
When I was young
I spent long summer days
Thinking up different ways
Of leavin’ home.
Now my bitter wisdom
Is like a kingdom
Without a crown
Vs2
You were a stranger
And they themselves are rare
They talked of our affair all over town
I ran away with you on my arm
I believed all your charm
And vows of love
Chorus
Why can’t I go back
Why can’t I return
And prove that I have learned
From my mistakes
Whisked away by glamour
Driven home by jealousy
Consumed by misery
For my failed love
Vs3
Oh when we met
You whisked me off my feet
And I couldn't stand the beat
Of my heart
We traveled
Globe-trotting though the world
And I sold my Mama’s pearls
To get by
Chorus
Why can’t I go back
Why can’t I return
And prove that I have learned
From my mistakes
Whisked away by glamour
Driven home by jealousy
Consumed by misery
For my failed love
Vs4
And now you've left me
You’ve had all your fun
And all you did was run
From my arms
Now
I’m too ashamed to go home
So I wander the world alone
For my own shame
Chorus
Why can’t I go back
Why can’t I return
And prove that I have learned
From my mistakes
Whisked away by glamour
Driven home by jealousy
Consumed by misery
For my failed love
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2. |
The Briefest Moment
02:51
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Vs1
We booked a ride into town
To set the record straight
We met in the early morning
Each with a briefcase of slate
We agreed it was all in jest
Significance enjoyed by none
By the time the end came around
It was lost to all but one
Chorus
For the briefest moment
We did what we said we’d do
For the briefest moment
We became the few
Vs2
The sun burnt down all day
We talked and felt the same
We all had a say in
What to do when the time came
Meanwhile, in the smallest room
Sat eleven men
I remember this so well ‘cos
One of them was my friend
Chorus
For the briefest moment
We did what we said we’d do
For the briefest moment
We became the few
Vs3
There were so many strangers
Staring me in the eye
And it became my place
To give them all a reason why
The air was so close
And great had been the cost
For a time we stood on top
And then the moment was lost
Chorus (extended)
For the briefest moment
We did what we said we’d do
For the briefest moment
We became the few
For the briefest moment
Untold tales came true
For the briefest moment
The otherside came into view
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3. |
John Law
04:03
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Vs 1
In an apron of leather a man of good breeding floats
Five working women are all found with cut throats
Organs cut out, no-one seeks doubt
They heard a hasty shout
From hell
The Whitechapel killer stalks down Whitechapel lane
Indulging himself as the cause of other's pain
but Jack disappears and leaves his career
And all because he fears
John Law
Vs 2
In the new world between south and north
Brothers in blood and arms honour the cause
Fight for right or fight for spite
Or fight for delight
In pain
James the younger, hunted by hunters of bounty
Robbing trains and banks in Missouri County
Watch for attack, hear the guns crack
Who's at your back? Its
John Law
Ch
Highwaymen, outlaws, killers and thieves
Hear the beat of the drum
You can't atone or take back
Your sinful deeds are done
The man feared most, he's getting close
And now you're on the run
Your time has come
Vs 3
Once upon a time in this land we call home
religion and politics swung to and fro
The king was in his hall, lords ladies an' all
Who answered his call
To attend
In the bowels of the building a sudo-Italian crept
Waiting at the ready for when others slept
Caught with the fuse he had no excuse
He accepted the truth to
John Law
Ch
Highwaymen, outlaws, killers and thieves
Hear the beat of the drum
You can't atone or take back
Your sinful deeds are done
The man feared most, he's getting close
And now you're on the run
Your time has come
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4. |
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Vs 1
I've been a lawyer
I've worked in a mine
I've been a bricklayer
And a nun of some kind
I've been a race driver on a race track
My names Esteban but you can call me Jack
Vs 2
I've been a jeweler for the king
A dog beautician I can also sing
I flew bombers for the RAF
Built hearing aids
For the benefit of the deaf
I'm Esteban, the Jack of all trades
And unlike you I've got talent in spades
What you learn in a month
I figure out in a day
I never specialize or win awards of any size
But my fortunes made and my bills are paid
'Cos I'm the master of none
I'm the jack of all trades
Vs 3
I've been a plumber and a speech therapist
An engineer, a zoologist
I play pro-football now and then
When I'm not I'm a doctor
Or a policeman
Ch
I'm Esteban, the Jack of all trades
And unlike you I've got talent in spades
What you learn in a month
I figure out in a day
I never specialize or win awards of any size
But my fortunes made and my bills are paid
'Cos I'm the master of none
I'm the jack of all trades
Vs 4
I’ve still got my paper round
I’ve been a wrestler and a party clown
I Keep bees to sell their honey
Been a stock broker juggling people’s money
Vs 5
I play piano in an orchestra
I've been a chimney sweep, a choreographer
I've done voice acting, been on the stage
Been a tobacconist earning minimum wage
Ch
I'm Esteban, the Jack of all trades
And unlike you I've got talent in spades
What you learn in a month
I figure out in a day
I never specialize or win awards of any size
I've been a Quaker, a baker, a candlestick maker
A wedding planner, an undertaker
But my fortunes made and my bills are paid
'Cos I'm the master of none
I'm the jack of all trades
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5. |
The 3rd Times the Charm
02:42
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Vs 1
We ain't got no coffee
We're runnin' out of food
Long as theres a blockade sittin' out there
There's nothin' we can do
We've gotta clear them ships
If we're gonna last the war
If we can't trade cotton for ourselves
Then what on earth are we fightin' for?
Vs 2
Don't worry don't despair
I think I've got an idea
For a boat that swims under the waves
And we'll attack them from the rear
We'll call it a submarine
And I'll steer the thing myself
Just gimmie an old steam boiler
And seven men in peak of health
Ch
Take your seat and stay calm
Take your fate into your palm
'Cos the third times the charm
Vs 3
Today let's take action
We've tested the damn thing twice
Twenty-one men proved that it works
And paid for it with their lives
Time to crank up the wheel
You boys got a job to do
Just be brave, do it for your state
And come on home when you're through
Ch
Take your seat and stay calm
Take your fate into your palm
'Cos the third time’s the charm
Vs 4
They've broken the blockade
They've stabbed it in it's side
Sank a sloop of twelve hundred tons
And all but five men died
I don't think they're coming back
They've been gone for seven days
It looks like Hunley and God's green earth
have finally parted ways
Ch
Take your seat and stay calm
Take your fate into your palm
'Cos the third time’s the charm
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6. |
Just Your Foolish Pride
03:10
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Vs1
When I was a boy
I discovered the joy
Of living my life day-to-day
Now I’m a man
And I understand
That Life is just a game to play
Theres always a girls
Who’ll gimme a place to stay
Vs2
I dropped in your town
When I was down
On friends, luck money & food
That I could buy with a wink
I didn't care if no-one approved
It’s not in my power
To change their point of view
Vs3
So we got out of there
Just as soon as we dared
I bought the tickets with your Mama’s pearls
One hand on your waist and
One in your purse
I showed you a bit of the world
I was your man
And (for a little while) you were my girl
Chorus
We had a great time
And I didn’t mind
Havin’ you along for the ride
It wasn’t love
That we were thinking of
No need for you to cry
No question of blame
No matter of shame
No need for you to hide
It’s time to go
Cos’ you belong at home
It’s just your foolish pride (ooh, my pretty baby)
Vs4
It was a great fling
But like all good things
Our time together came to an end
I wanted to roam
So I sent you home
Now the money had run out again
And despite your fears
I’m sure we parted as friends
Chorus
We had a great time
And I didn’t mind
Havin’ you along for the ride
It wasn’t love
That we were thinking of
No need for you to cry
No question of blame
No matter of shame
No need for you to hide
It’s time to go
Cos’ you belong at home
It’s just your foolish pride (ooh, my pretty baby)
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7. |
Donde Esta el Cartero?
04:31
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Vs1
Once upon a time ago in Puerto Rico
There lived a boy called Federico
He liked to dance and he liked to play
He was late for work every day
His mammy and pappy despaired of him
They didn’t want him living a life of the sin
There’s more to life than the fun and the games
But they loved him just the same
Vs2
His pappy was the local post master
And to make his son grow up a little faster
Federico, he did employ
To be the local post boy
His pappy gave him a brand new donkey
And though the saddle was a little wonky
He hoped over time his boy would change
But all his hopes were in vain
Ch.
A man sits watching trickling sand
As he waits for a telegram
A boy at school all alone
Waits for a note from home
A woman ordered a gramophone
So she can learn the bolero
Across the skies, you hear the cries
‘Donde esta el cartero?’
Vs3
As Federico became a man
Postal matter got out of hand
Pappy’s plan did not succeed
Scarcely a letter was ever received
For never was another like |Federico
And one day he fled from Puerto Rico
He was never ever seen again
Though his image grew in many men
Ch.
A man sits watching trickling sand
As he waits for a telegram
A boy at school all alone
Waits for a note from home
A woman ordered a gramophone
So she can learn the bolero
Across the skies, you hear the cries
‘Donde esta el cartero?’
Br
Oh, you left your donkey behind
Oh, where did you go and hide?
Think of all the women who loved you
Think of the lord’s judgement above you
You had a job to do
You didn’t see it through
You ran away, away, away, away, away
Vs4
Many years later in Puerto Rico
There lived a boy called Rodrigo
He never ever knew his pappy
His mama didn’t want to make him unhappy
Rodrigo was popular
He got along with so many another
The old post master especially
Treated him like family
Ch.
A man sits watching trickling sand
As he waits for a telegram
A boy at school all alone
Waits for a note from home
A woman ordered a gramophone
So she can learn the bolero
Across the skies, you hear the cries
‘Donde esta el cartero?’
‘Donde esta el cartero?’
‘Donde esta el cartero?’
‘Donde esta el cartero?’
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The Rin Tins Bristol, UK
Keep them dancing.
That’s the ethos that The Rin Tins have kept since their inception in early 2011 and since then the
sextet have strutted from one stage to another playing high octane gypsy swing to the party hard masses.
With music that combines 5 part harmonies with swing jazz rhythms and pounding oompa beats, for 7 years they've been filling dance floors & festival tents across the UK.
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