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New song written by Jim and Frank
at the recent 'Gathering of the clans' in Dorset
The background to this was an
insulting act by a film company to promote their cartoon movie
by painting next to the Cerne Abbas Giant
They used paint designed to last
two months worth of rain, we call upon the element of water, and
two months worth fell in two days!
HOMER & THE GIANT
V1 ) ON CERNE ABBAS HILL STANDS A MAN TALL & PROUD
LONELY GUARDIAN, PROTECTOR & FRIEND!
REVERED BY THE WITCHES AND DRUIDS ALIKE
HE STANDS FOR OUR GODS IN OUR LAND
CHORUS ) WATER CAME,
RAIN IT CAME,
IT WASHED THE INSULTS AWAY!
WATER DOES CLEANSE, WATER DOES CLEAN,
AND WASHES THE INSULT AWAY.
WASHES THE INSULT AWAY
V2 ) THEY PAINTED A
CARTOON ALONGSIDE OUR MAN,
IN PAINT TO LAST TWO MONTHS OF RAIN.
SO THEN WE THEN CALLED ON OUR GODS AND THE RAIN CAME,
TWO MONTHS WORTH, A TORRENT, TWO DAYS
CHO
V3 ) WE GOT WASHED
AWAY AS WE SAT ROUND THE FIRE,
OF THE DOLMEN CAMPS CEREMONY.
WE TALKED OF THE LONG MAN AND WHAT HAD BEEN DONE,
AND OF TARA'S HORRIBLE M3.
CHO
V4 ) OH PEOPLE OF PURPOSE
AND CLAN ALL AS ONE,
OF THE LAND OF THE MIGHTY OAK TREES.
THEY CANNOT DEVIDE US, OR TEAR US APART,
STOOD TOGETHER ONE PEOPLE ARE FREE
CHO
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WINTER SOLSTICE TIME
V G / C / D D7 / C
D G / G / C / D D7 / C D G/
CHO C / G / D D7 / C D G / C / G / D D7 / C D G/
V1 WINTER SOLSTICE
TIME, GATHER FOR THE FEAST
FRIEND OR FOE, KITH OR KIN
NORTH, SOUTH, WEST AND EAST
CELEBRATE THE TIME, THE SUN RETURNS IN STRENGTH
WATCH THE SUN RISE UP AGAIN
TO STEAL THE SHADOWS LENGTH
CHO WODEN RIDE A REINDEER
HIGH, LET BRIDGET SEE THE LIGHT
GATHER UP THE MISTLETOE, IT'S SOLSTICE NIGHT TONIGHT
V2 WINTER SOLSTICE
TIME, ALL THE CLANS UNITE
BROTHERS, SISTERS ONE AND ALL, WAITING FOR THE LIGHT
LIGHT THE YULE LOG FIRE, MOVE FROM KING TO KING
GODDESS WAKE UP FATHER TIME, MESSENGERS TO WING
CHO
V3 WINTER SOLSTICE
TIME, PEOPLE GATHER CLOSE
TO HEAR THE TALES OF SOLSTICE TIME
WITHOUT THE HOLY GHOST
THE FAIRY FOLK ARE HERE, WIZARDS, WITCHES TOO
SO MOTE IT BE, AND BLESSED BE, DO WHAT THOU WILT DO
CHO X 2
GODDESS SONG
V G/B7/EM/G/B7/EM/G/B7/EM/C/G/B7/EM
LICK DM/F/C/AM/DM/F/C/G/AM7/C/G/F/G/AM
V1 GODDESS CRAWLING,
CRAWLING DOWN THE ROAD
GODDESS CRAWLING, TRYING TO CARRY OUR LOAD
GODDESS CRAWLING, I DON'T KNOW WHERE
DON'T KNOW HOW BUT I'LL SEE HER THERE
GODDESS CRAWLING, CRAWLING DOWN THE ROAD
LICK
V2 GODDESS CALLING,
CALLING ME TO GO HOME
GODDESS CALLING, CALLING DOWN THE ROAD
GODDESS CALLING, FROM OVER THERE
SHE'S ALL AROUND MAN, SHE'S EVERYWHERE
GODDESS CALLING, CALLING DOWN THE ROAD
LICK
V3 PEOPLE DANCING,
DANCING TO THEIR TUNES
PEOPLE DANCING, BREATHING IN ALL THE FUMES
PEOPLE DANCING, THEY ALL FALL DOWN
THERE'S NO MORE AIR LEFT WE CUT IT DOWN
PEOPLE DANCING, BUT THEY ALL FALL DOWN
LICK
V3 GODDESS GROWING,
TAKING BACK THE LAND
GODDESS GROWING, CLIMBING HAND OVER HAND
GODDESS GROWING, THE ROOTS ARE DEEP
TOO LATE FOR US NOW, THE GODDESS WEEPS
GODDESS GROWING, TAKING BACK THE LAND
by Jim the Bard of Avebury
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Ring of Hope
Standing high, windswept plain
Kestrels fly, tall grows the grain
Stone circle, ring of hope
People come, watch the night
Mysterious dawn calls us
Children of all the tribes
Sun & moon, all the stars
Join in the song of life
Who made this ancient place?
How move its, mighty stones?
Who put beauty into form?
This Stonehenge I call my home
Sacred form, geometry
Where on earth, the powers meet
Reflecting all, honestly
What great mind could conceive…
And dream so fine a dream
To inspire and clearly see
Mankind is one with her
Our world in harmony
Who made this ancient place?
How move its, mighty stones?
Who put beauty into form?
Stonehenge that I call my home
Crazy life, work eat sleep
People cry, the nations weep
World gone made, technology
Fuel machines, forget the land
Trees cut down, no room for friends
Flowers grow, call them weeds
Ice caps melt and rising seas
Ancients call and ancients teach
Who made this ancient place?
How move its, mighty stones?
Who put beauty into form?
Stonehenge call me…give me hope!
FS 2007
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