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Reel Ale

by Treebeard

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Train 04:35
Train (Chris McMahon) I woke up early with the sun in my eyes and the dream still clear in my mind I walked out of my life and out of town, with my bags just as it started to rain I sat right down by the railroad track just like it had been in the dream I laid down my load, with nothing to lose and waited for the train Now after a while my friend came by just to see what I was goin through And we talked about the way everybody seemed to be waiting for something new to come along and change the way we are & what we’re gonna do and after a while she sat right down there and started waiting too A few days later folk were stopping by and some of them would stay we had tents & fires & music & stuff the biggest party that you ever saw soon we were getting organized building homes & growing our food & I got so busy that I almost forgot just what I was waiting for A year has come & gone and you wouldn't believe just how things have changed everyday there’s more people here I never knew so many felt the same But still sometimes I think about the dream & how my life would have been on a rainy day in summertime waiting for the train Now our kids have grown old and I'm getting tired as I look back on what we've done we've schools & shops & doctors & things and a sense of who we are for sure But there’s still no sign of change in the world or the things that we’re hoping’ll come And sometimes I think maybe it’s all inside what we‘re waiting for In the dead of night I sat by the track all alone as the stars unfurled I felt younger as the world grew old and I don’t think I’ll be coming back put my ear to the ground and I heard a rumbling sound like thunder from another world then a blinding light and a screaming steam and the last thing I saw was the train coming down the track
Driftwood 03:33
Driftwood (F Healy) Sony Music Publishing UK Ltd Everything is open Nothing is set in stone Rivers turn to oceans Oceans tide you home Home is where the heart is But your heart had to roam Drifting over bridges Never to return Watching bridges burn You're driftwood floating underwater Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces Just driftwood, hollow and of no use Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you Nobody is an island Everyone had to go Pillars turn to butter Butterflying low Low is where your heart is But your heart has to grow Drifting under bridges Never with the flow And you really didn't think it would happen But it really is the end of the line So I'm sorry that you've turned to driftwood But you've been drifting for a long, long time Everywhere there's trouble Nowhere's safe to go Pushes turn to shovels Shovelling the snow Frozen you have chosen The path you wish to go Drifting now forever And forever more Until you reach your shore You're driftwood floating underwater Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces Just driftwood, hollow and of no use Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you And you really didn't think it would happen But it really is the end of the line So I'm sorry that you've turned to driftwood But you've been drifting for a long, long time You've been drifting, for a long, long Drifting for a long, long time
Dun Ringill 02:44
Dun Ringill (Ian Anderson) Clear light on a slick palm as I mis-deal the day Slip the night from a shaved pack make a marked card play Call twilight hours down from a heaven home high above the highest bidder for the good Lord’s throne In the wee hours I’ll meet you down by Dun Ringill watch the old gods play by Dun Ringill We’ll wait in stone circles ‘til the force comes through lines join in faint discord as the Stormwatch brews a concert of kings as the white sea snaps at the heels of a soft prayer whispered In the wee hours I’ll meet you down by Dun Ringill take you quickly by Dun Ringill
Ale Jug/Rice 03:16
Believe 02:50
Believe (Chris McMahon & Gordon Walker) Do you believe the things you write & what you've seen Your vision of the truth exp|lodes upon the screen electronic images flash before our eyes insights into the world or just a pack of lies pictures paint a war of words a monument of lies in night sight game boy star wars movies no one really dies truth the first casualty of your ratings war sponsors queue to advertise to sell the suckers more Do you believe the lies Do you believe it all At all Conned by convenience trapped in freedom’s glare psycho leaders dumbing down their view of Hell to share Crescent moon or crucifix in the end it’s all the same live by the dollar die by the dollar your place in heaven to claim Do you believe their lies Do you believe it all At all Do you believe the things they say you've seen forests burning |one more nightmare dream the chips are down the war of words is won ice age returning hot air talk is done The media buys your bullshit and they sell it at great cost A hypocrites lament for the innocence they've lost Virtual village or real world cash for no questions asked Shit your nest & blame the rest you've breathed your sorry last Do you believe your lies Do you believe it all At all
Over The Hills & Far Away (trad arr Treebeard) There's forty shillings on the drum for those who volunteer to come To 'list and fight the foe today Over the hills and far away O'er the hills and o'er the main, Through Flanders Portugal and Spain King George commands and we obey Over the hills and far away When duty calls me I must go, to stand and face another foe But part of me will always stray Over the Hills and far away If I should fall to rise no more, as many comrades did before Then ask the fifes and drums to play Over the hills and far away Then fall in lads behind the drum. With colours blazing like the sun Along the road to come what may Over the hills and far away
Free Electric Band (Albert Hammond) My father is a doctor he’s a family man my mother works for charity when ever she can they’re both good clean Americans who abide by the law they both stick up for liberty & they both support the war my happiness was paid for when they laid their money down for summers in a summer camp and winters in the town my future in the system was talked about and planed but I gave it up for music and the free electric band I went to school in hand washed shirts & neatly oiled hair and the school was big and newly built and filled with light & air & the teachers taught us values that we had to learn to keep and they clipped the ear of many idle kids who went to sleep my father organised for me a college in the east but I went to California the sunshine & the beach my parents and my lecturers could never understand why I gave it up for music & the free electric band They used to sit and speculate about their sons career a lawyer or a doctor or a civil engineer just give me bread and water & a guitar in my hand cos all I need is music and the free electric band my father sends me money and i spend it very fast on a girl I met in Berkley in a social science class and we learned about her body but her mind we did not know until deep rooted attitudes and morals began to show she wanted to get married even though she’d never said and I knew her well enough by not to see inside her head she’d settle for suburbia and a little parch of land so i gave her up for music and the free electric band
Going to California (Jimmy Page & Robert Plant) Spend my days with a woman unkind Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine Made up my mind, make a new start Goin' to California with an achin' in my heart Someone told me there's a girl out there With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair Took my chances on a big jet-plane Never let 'em tell ya that they're aw-ooh-all the same Hoh, the sea was red and the sky was grey I wonder how tomorrow could ever follow today-hee Mountains and the canyons start to tremble and shake The children of the sun begin to awake Now Watch out It seems that the wrath of the gods got a punch on the nose And it's startin' to flow, I think I might be sinkin' Throw me a line, if I reach it in time Meet you up there where the path runs straight and high Find a queen without a king They say she plays guitar and cries and sings, la-la-la-la Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born Standin' on a hill in the mountain of dreams Tellin' myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems
Star of the County Down (trad) Near Banbridge town, in the County Down one morning in July Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen and she smiled as she passed me by. She looked so sweet from her two white feet to the sheen of her nut-brown hair Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself to make sure I was standing there. From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen that I met in the County Down. As she onward sped I shook my head and I gazed with a feeling rare And I said, says I, to a passerby "who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?" He smiled at me, and with pride says he, "That's the gem of Ireland's crown. She's young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann She's the star of the County Down." I've travelled a bit, but never was hit Since my roving career began But fair and square I surrendered there to the charms of young Rose McCann. I'd a heart to let and no tenant yet Did I meet with in shawl or gown But in she went and I asked no rent From the star of the County Down. At the crossroads fair I'll be surely there And I'll dress in my Sunday clothe And I'll try sheep's eyes, and deluding lies on the heart of the nut-brown rose. No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke though with rust my plough turns brown Till a smiling bride by my own fireside sits the star of the County Down.
Chris World 03:58
The Ace of Spades (Kilminster, Taylor, Clarke) If you like to gamble, I tell you I'm your man, You win some, lose some, all the same to me, The pleasure is to play, makes no difference what you say, I don't share your greed, the only card I need is The Ace Of Spades The Ace Of Spades Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil, Going with the flow, it's all the same to me, Seven or Eleven, snake eyes watching you, Double up or quit, double stake or split, The Ace Of Spades The Ace Of Spades You know I'm born to lose, and gambling's for fools, But that's the way I like it baby, I don't wanna live for ever, And don't forget the joker! Pushing up the ante, I know you've got to see me, Read 'em and weep, the dead man's hand again, I see it in your eyes, take one look and die, The only thing you see, you know it's gonna be, The Ace Of Spades The Ace Of Spades
One Day Like This (Garvey, Jupp, Potter, Potter, Turner) Drinking in the morning sun, blinking in the morning sun Shaking off the heavy one, yeah heavy like a loaded gun What made me behave that way? Using words i never say I can only think it must be love Oh anyway, it's looking like a beautiful day Someone tell me how I feel, it's silly wrong but vivid right Oh, kiss me like a final meal, yeah kiss me like we die tonight Cause holy cow i love you eyes and only now i see the light Yeah lying with you half awake Oh anyway it's looking like a beautiful day So throw those curtains wide One day like this a year, it'd see me right


released April 1, 2010

Ceri Ashton - flutes, whistles, strings, vocals
Paul Chisnell - percussion, vocals
Chris McMahon - guitar, bouzouki, vocals
Paul McMahon - bass, guitar, vocals
Gordon Walker - fiddle, mandolin, vocals

With:- Chris Jellis, Jemma Gurney, Catrin Ashton, Danny McMahon & Paul Pearson. Recorded in Cellar Studios, engineered & produced by Chris McMahon. Artwork & photos by Chris McMahon.


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Treebeard Sheffield, UK

Treebeard play original compositions as well as a selection of rock, pop, & folk songs & tunes on a variety of acoustic instruments.

They are regulars on the beer festival circuit, and describe their style as 'Heavy Wood'. They released their second CD 'Reel Ale’ on Gabadon Records in April 2010.

They are currently working on tracks for a new CD.
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