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1.
Agincourt 03:27
With God and my Right and a handful of sinners we sang for our suppers and stole for our dinners. This ramshackle army - this vane motley crew! In 1415 we set sail for Harfleur to harry those messieurs – Agincourt. “We’ll fill up our train with French silver and Gold. Riches for all!” - least that’s what we were told but the pickings were meagre, the good days were few and to the wettest of summers we bade fair adieu and with French forces massing and sorely opposed we counted our losses and turned for the coast longing for England’s shores – Agincourt. But the game was afoot as they’d picked up our scent. With sickness and wounded our force was nigh spent. They shadowed our movement, they matched us for pace- always disposed between us and escape. At the river which we planned to cross at low tide the French force was massing upon the far side. “Time to string up our bows” – Agincourt. By morning, outmarched and outnumbered by far, there glistened the pennants of the French Royal Court. All France was assembled at the end of the field “We are dead by the evening our destiny’s sealed.” “If we can bring them to us we may yet have a chance!” Then the French herald sounded a general advance. “Well praise be to the Lord” – Agincourt This levelled the contest - advantage was gone, Though the French force outnumbered us nigh ten to one, for they could not outflank us for the woods left and right so they’re coming head on – “My God what a sight.” “Exeter, Bedford, Warwick, and York Cry God for Harry, England - and Saint George.” “Now time to settle old scores” – Agincourt. Loose! - And the French forlorn hope all went down Loose! - And another rank sank to the ground These vane prancing princes, the flowers of all France, are pressed in the mud as their vanguard advanced. Then like lambs to the slaughter, with daggers and knives, we gave them no quarter we snuffed out their lives. We slashed and we stabbed them we ripped and we tore And we sent them to hell - in this hundred years war Thereafter and evermore, the legend will endure – Agincourt
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Armada 03:38
King Philip of Spain was a wicked young man And he dreamed of a Spanish Armada To kill our Queen – invade our land A mighty Spanish Armada When the Queen of Scots she played too rough and good Queen Bess had her head cut off Says Philip of Spain, “Enough is enough I’ll send them a Spanish Armada!” So he dipped into his treasure chest To fund his Spanish Armada And every able man was pressed From Coruna to Granada In time a mighty fleet had grown Too mighty for the English throne Till Drake sailed into Cadiz town Sank half his Spanish armada But the Spanish King he would not fold And with help from Medina Sidonia And Spaniard’s tax and Popish gold Rebuilt his Spanish Armada Carrying fifty thousand men Two hundred ships were readied when King Philip prayed “Amen” and then dispatched his Spanish Armada Lord Howard and Sir Francis Drake They met the Spanish armada For three days there was give and take With a mighty Spanish Armada Then the Lord revealed his hand He blew a gale straight off Portland Against his fury none could stand Not even Phillip’s armada Off Calais sheltering from the gale We found their mighty armada Our fire ships made those Spaniards quail Dispersed them in disorder The Spanish captains all took fright Cut anchor lines and then took flight There never was such a long dark night For the humbled Spanish Armada Regina Gloriana!
3.
The clipper set her sails carrying a young boy’s hopes and dreams and aspirations. Apprenticed to a carpenter, though secretly he planned that one day, with his hand upon the wheel, he’d take his stand. And bosuns, mates and carpenters would be his to command As the captain of a ship ‘o’ the line. But for now he’d bide his time - diligently learn his trade according to instruction. On a sailing ship there are sufficient hardships to endure And though it lacked excitement there’d be time enough, for sure, for cruising on the Spanish Main in search of men-‘o’-war As the captain of a ship ‘o’ the line Nine days under sail Still wet behind the ears and knowing little of his craft, The brigant out of Genoa they spied on the horizon And though they tried to run, she was fleet and they were carrion So all hands up on decks my boys and each man to his station And clear the decks for action And the cannon roared And sulphur filled the air he breathed and the acrid smoke it blinded And ball and chain and grape and shot with deadly force collided And Neptune tossed with Davy Jones on a game of chance presided Three hundred souls decided The clipper limped away And in one hour the boy and all his wishful dreams were gone And the man who took his place he ne’er more spoke of war and glory What marked him out was only that he’d lived to tell the story For the screaming of the dying have often since returned to haunt him And they sing a different story
4.
When our ship comes sailing in when April comes around Oh my lads we’ll very merry be and we’ll drink her health all round We’ll bathe in gin and we’ll go all in for a penny or a pound Fortunes she will bring when our ship comes sailing in When our ship comes sailing in, in the merry month of May Oh my lads we’ll very merry be and we’ll gambol on that day Our wives we’ll treat and our bairns will eat when we queue for our back-pay We’ll be spending tin when our ship comes sailing in Oh my lads for the sweat upon your backs I do solemnly promise and I do contract To feed your families should the worst occur - I will see you settled in your fading years. And oh my lad’s for your loyalty and trust I will honour my commitment once this bargain’s struck Now haul! Haul! Haul! When our ship comes sailing in, in the far off month of June Oh my lads we will grateful be - it won’t be a day too soon We’ll find relief by the skin of our teeth - she is long since overdue We’ll have been through thick and thin when our ship comes sailing in But - Oh my lads for the sweat upon your backs I did solemnly promise and I did contract But I gambled all your money and I lost the lot- now you haven’t got a penny for to piss into a pot And oh my lad’s with your loyalty and trust - I did scorn and foul abuse and trample in the dust Now haul! Haul! Haul! When our ship comes sailing in, in the last days of July Oh my lads ‘tis too late for us - we are dead men by and by We are bound six feet underground, our lifeblood all run dry Inform our next of kin should our ship sail in And when our ship comes sailing in to a haven in the sky Oh my lads we will very merry be and we’ll drink the taverns dry We are the toast of the Holy Ghost and the Seraphim on high Fortunes she did bring. We’ve been spending tin. Let the revelry begin Now our ship’s sailed in
5.
We were born and bred for business you and I And together we will make the shuttle fly We’ll turn coppers into gold So much that legends will be told of us We’ll spin a yarn to span the River Mersey deep and wide So if you have a shilling and if you have a mind To pool all our resources and join forces you may find That with my head for figures and with you skilful hands Our industry will see this union thrive upon this land For we were born and bred for business you and I And together we will make the shuttle fly We’ll turn coppers into gold So much that legends will be told of us We’ll spin a yarn to span the River Mersey deep and wide It cannot be denied from modest means we may have come Why ever should we hide our roots below? But once begun, through graft and honest toil we will see our time in the sun This match was made in heaven – now by God we’ll see it done For we were born and bred for business you and I And together we will make the shuttle fly We’ll turn coppers into gold So much that legends will be told of us We’ll spin a yarn to span the River Mersey deep and wide I have the keys to our own lock-up shop in Harpurhey I have the rent to see us through till one week Saturday I have the plan. Do you have guts and nerve to make it pay? Come – I’ll have an answer. I propose – what do you say? That we were born and bred for business you and I And together we will make the shuttle fly We’ll turn coppers into gold So much that legends will be told of us We’ll spin a yarn to span the River Mersey deep and wide
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Flash Hard 04:29
Two tribes fought a battle to settle an old score Two tribes fighting battles, I s’pose, it’s better than all-out war One man stands outnumbered - eleven to one - t’aint fair Surrounded by his enemies and standing in the square – let’s go One man hurls a missile with all his power and might Our hero ducks out of the way – his future don’t look bright – no sir The elders of both villages watch on from the side Offering words of wisdom as another missile whistles wide – let’s go This next one’s got your number on - if the devil’s marked your card So take your chances while you may and if you’re gonna flash - flash hard son! With slash and hook and cut and slice somehow our man survives While comrades come and go and all around him lose their lives To snatch a famous victory from the ashes of defeat Our hero battled all day long ‘til victory was complete - let’s go This next one’s got your number on - if the devil’s marked your card So take your chances while you may and if you’re gonna flash - flash hard son! This next one’s got your number on - if the devil’s marked your card So take your chances while you may and if you’re gonna flash - flash hard son!
7.
The parcel you sent me arrived yesterday the photograph showed me my children at play it comforts me greatly to see you and them doing fine My sergeant believes that the job’s nearly done Our splendid young men have the hun on the run By Christmas or sooner he swears that this war will be won But tonight I feel a little lonely won’t you help me get through this black night Take me in your arms – kiss me gently and tell me “sleep tight” I can’t tell you the truth but the thought of you makes me feel better - tonight Can you believe I’m a leader of men? At home I command only boys around ten My weapons of choice? My red pen and a schoolteacher’s frown! These men are so brave they deserve more than I I tremble and quake while they show how to die I pray God my duty be done and I don’t let them down But tonight, I feel a little lonely won’t you help me get through this black night Take me in your arms – kiss me gently and tell me “sleep tight” I can’t tell you the truth but the thought of you makes me feel better As we go into that long goodnight. As we go into that long goodnight…
8.
It’s really easy to find the words to say And the words mean more to me with every day You amaze me I’m really crazy for you Your laughter can brighten up my day Your smile can chase the darkest clouds away You amaze me I’m really crazy for you I look into your blue eyes It’s like I’m gazing into paradise No-one else can make me feel the way you do I feel a tingle when you touch my hand You mean the world to me so I don’t understand Why you amaze me I’m really crazy for you My head is spinning – it’s in a whirl I’m just a boy but you’re not just a girl You’re my love my life. You’re my best friend And that won’t end So don’t imagine I don’t appreciate The things you do for me it’s time to celebrate That despite my faults you must love me a little too Beautiful lady – I’m in love with you
9.
The Temp 04:25
Seven a.m. and just another ordinary day I never realised she was going to pass my way. Walking along down the street with my head in the clouds Already dreaming of the end of the day I clocked into work at seven forty five a.m. Took off my coat – I picked up my coffee that was when I saw an angel standing there right in front of me I’d never seen such a vision before But what are the rules? What do you do When you want someone to notice you and you can’t find the words to say? Do you just say hello and ask for her name? I’ve never been good at this kind of game You feel such a fool when you don’t know the rules I asked around and found she was only here for the day She was an office temp how I wish that she would stay She walked up to me and she smiled and she said “Hello” Can you believe it she’s talking to me We went for a bite to eat at the best restaurant in town We talked for hours as the sun was going down I felt so alive like I was in another world I couldn’t believe it I’m dating this girl We finished our drinks and we left the bar We kissed for a while and then we got in her car and we drove back to my place We made love till the morning light. I heard a bell ring and I opened my eyes It was seven a.m. and I’d been dreaming again Dreaming about my temporary lover Dreaming about my temporary lover Dreaming about my temporary lover Dreaming about my temporary lover
10.
People are dying, she said to me. for the want of the price of a cup of tea and to be frank, there is only one cause and that is our greed. If you’ll allow me one moment to put my case, they are part of our family - the whole human race and I’ll thank you to wipe that wry smile from off of your face. And I said… You have me mistaken for someone else Tell it to someone who cares I’m too busy having the time of my life And it’s bliss to be unawares So I’ll thank you to take it elsewhere The planet is dying, she said to me. The ozone is coming apart at the seams and it seems that we’re burning it all to satisfy greed. While we search for ways to save mother earth you blow it all. Where’s the point? There’s a dearth of sane reason on your part I think that your judgement’s impaired. And I said… You have me mistaken for someone else Tell it to someone who gives a damn What you say might be true – I’m aware of it too But I will not be lectured by you For the sake of the peace change your tune We are arming dictators, she said to me. To bomb their own people – I can’t help but see you in uniform standing in line with a gun in your hand. Does right and wrong hold any sway with you? Is gold your sole motive – your prime directive? You morally bankrupt old sad and despicable fool. I said – can you see me from way up there sitting astride your high horse? I’ve been down this road and it’s lonely and cold Now it’s your turn to weather the storm Good luck on your journey I hope you return with more success than ever did I While my race is run yours is only begun And despite your invective I won’t be deflected From wishing you well – we need you Good luck now goodbye! Then she left me alone.
11.
It’s five o’clock and the full time scores are in Our betting slips are all consigned to the bin Except for one lucky beggar who knows nowt ‘bout football He’s won seven hundred - and his name is John Tattersall Oh no! It’s Friday night and it’s euro lottery time We’re camped round the telly – six numbers will do just fine Life changing numbers if we drop the big one How many did we get? let me think - we got none! Oh yes that’s right – we got one! Gambling and drinking - horses for courses I know what you’re thinking - a waste of resources Economies shrinking - and all the world pauses While we do nothing at all! On Monday’s and Wednesdays we all turn out for the quiz Free beer for the winners while Bob tells us all what it is … is Amnesia takes over - contentedly numb The death of a soldier - in Afghanistan Doesn’t get the same rating - as who’s in the final Or what’s won the racing - or American Idol Wake up – what you waiting for? There’s Superleague on Channel 4 Oh no it’s the news So we can all go back to sleep The weekend comes round and we’ll do it all over again Let’s have one for the road and one more for absent friends At the Wagon and Horses drinking emporium You don’t have to like - but you have to adore ‘em - well I like them anyway! Gambling and drinking - horses for courses I know what you’re thinking – a waste of resources Economies shrinking - and all the world pauses While we do nothing at all! ……Rock all!

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Dave & Pete's first release of entirely original material. Rave reviews from Folkwords and Bright Young Folk to name but a few. 11 songs which loosely focus on different periods of English history over the course of the last millennium but always with an eye to social comments about today's England.

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released July 29, 2013

All songs written by Mather and Robinson. Copyright © 2013. All rights reserved.
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Recorded and produced by Chris Mather and Nick Bolam at The Stable Studio, Saddleworth, Manchester. www.thestablestudio.co.uk

Dave Mather - vocals, acoustic guitar, bass guitar
Pete Robinson - vocals, acoustic guitar, octave mandolin
Anthony Quinn - flutes and whistles
Nick Bolam - programming
Chris Mather - electric guitars and just about everything else.

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The Mather Robinson Band Salford, UK

Dave Mather and Pete Robinson grew up together in the north of England in the nineteen sixties and have been writing and performing music individually and as a team ever since. From Opera to rock to pop and now back to their roots in folk music. Mather & Robinson entertain audiences in the north west of England but if you ask them - they will hummmm. ... more

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