Bold Brave And Undaunted

by The Marshmen

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1.
It’s of a brave, young highwayman, this story I will tell, His name was Willie Brennan, and in Ireland he did dwell; It was on the Kilworth mountains, began his wild career, And you will hear of noblemen before him shook with fear. It was Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor Bold, brave and undaunted was young Brennan on the moor. Now, one day this young Willie, to the highway he went down He spied the mayor of Cashel a mile outside the town; The mayor he knew his features and then, “young man,” said he, “Your name is Willie Brennan, you must come along with me." Now Brennan’s wife had gone to town, provisions for to buy, When she saw her lad in chains she began to weep and cry. Said, “Hand to me that tenpenny," as soon as Willie spoke; She handed him a blunderbuss from underneath her cloak. It was Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor Bold, brave and undaunted was young Brennan on the moor. With a loaded blunderbuss, the truth I will unfold, He caused the mayor to tremble and robbed him of his gold; One hundred pounds was offered for his apprehension there, So he with horse and saddle to the mountain did repair. It was Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor Bold, brave and undaunted was young Brennan on the moor. Now Brennan, he's an outlaw upon the mountain side. With cavalry and infantry, to take him they did try, But he laughed at them with scorn, until one day was said, By some false-hearted woman he was cruelly betrayed. It was Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor… Now Brennan, he’s a-swingin’ there, oh from the gallows high And the maids they are a-weepin’, they came to see him die And the ravens swirl around his head, a sorry sight to see But Willie’s gone and left this world and his spirit’s ever free. It was Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor Bold, brave and undaunted was young Brennan on the moor.
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I am a man misunderstood I'd change your vision if I could But you won't see beyond this veil And so it's time this ship set sail I'm feelin' low I'm feelin' low I'm feelin' low I'm feelin low, yes I'm feelin' low I had the stars, I had the moon I thought I had the silver spoon But nothing's ever what it seems I guess I need a change of scene I'm feelin' low I'm feelin' low I'm feelin' low I'm feelin' low, yes I'm feelin' low... low I'm sailing to another land To execute a new masterplan I'll only see you in my dreams And slowly crumble at the seams I'm feelin' low I'm feelin' low I'm feelin' low I'm feelin' low, yes I'm feelin' low, low, low Low, low, low Low, low, low Oooh, I'm feelin' low I'm feelin' low I'm feelin' low I'm feelin' low, yes I'm feelin' low
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There's someone in my head, who never paints in red When dreams get dark and the red sun stalls Into a dive of slavering fools And no-one hears my dried-up thirst, the stitches are still clear With the battle bell still ringing loud, she drives away my fear And I will find you, I will find you... There's someone near my arms, who can move with grace and charm Who'll take the fight to anyone, who tries to see my life undone Who gets a kick from hanging pains on me Who wants to wash away my joy, with tears of misery And I will find you, I will find you... I feel like evening the score I feel I've been this place before There's nothing that I've longed for more Than peace of mind, in my own time And something to live for. There's a picture on my wall, the subject's nothing at all But it twists and turns in many ways, And visions come out from the haze And the more that I stare and I gaze It seems to twist itself around, into some angel's face And I will find you, I will find you...
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SAVIOUR 04:44
I went down to the river, to wash my sins away I was driven by the promise of a dark, peaceful day But when I came to the river, there were many to be seen All searching for the answers and the reasons for their dreams When my eyesight finally slips away Your hair is turning, fading grey Our bodies, wracked with scars and pains I ran away from the river and I sat down, all by myself And I gave myself a talking to and on a plane there somewhere else I pray the eagle now out there flying, high up there in the sky Don't you ask me for directions, there's no safe way to fly When my eyesight finally slips away Your hair is turning, fading grey Our bodies, wracked with scars and pains, yeah... If Jesus saves, save the people Save them from their sad, greedy souls For they can't see their way to freedom They won't leave a sinking boat No, no, no, no, no...
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BESSIE BRAE 06:48
Oh Bessie Brae, she took the highway Searching for some peace and quiet Searching for a shining knight Searching for one fine happy day Was Bessie Brae She chanced to meet, with an old acquaintance Who in past times, had laughed a lot Possessed the things that she did not He lifted her, he showed the light of day To Bessie Brae Her love was white, no thorn in sight She was heading South with a bag of cares Forgot to comb and dye her hair Hoping that no one would see the grey Oh Bessie Brae Time had not ripped away her wings Valueless valuables and other precious things Time had opened cracks upon her face A beautiful, presentable, equitable disgrace I just couldn't believe it, when I saw her cry She never relented, she never told me why She wanted to see if both of us could die Maybe we could make headline news In the local rag? And the drink flowed free and the blood did, too She wrung her hands and tore her hair A craving wretch, in deep despair Oh get her home, she might cheat an early grave Oh Bessie Brae... Oh Bessie Brae... Oh Bessie Brae... Oh Bessie Brae...
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SOULLESS 04:26
Would it be easy to turn a corner and walk those streets again? Would I want to find a way back to how that it was then? But I'm soulless, soulless, I've been run right through Soulless, soulless and I'm sick and blue And I don't think I can change the way that I am now I don't think I can change the way that I am now Is there a place not far ahead, that sells shelter from the storm? Or is [it] this storm's caused this very place that I've been once before See, I'm soulless, soulless, I've been run right through Soulless, soulless and I'm sick and blue And I don't think I can change the way that I am now No, I don't think I can change the way that I am now Faces come and faces go, nothing stays the same Some commit the crime of lying and let others take the blame There's always some destruction, whichever way you steer Those who believe in miracles, are always bound to fail So I'll keep walking this easy road, knowing that I'm doing right I've left behind those screaming howls, those never-ending fights And if fate should ever take my hand and lead me another way It's just my body and not my mind that's just been led away Cos I'm soulless, soulless, I've been run right through Soulless, soulless and I'm sick and blue I don't think I can change the way that I am now I don't think I can change the way that I am now I don't think I can change the way that I am now
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MARSH BHAJI 01:24
(Instrumental)
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Crashing through my porch door Waving red reminders in my face Brandishing a fist of iron Violating all my space Should’ve seen it coming I knew the day would come When Harry’d bring his evil mothers Round to drop the bomb You got nothing left to give You got no more life to live Gimme, gimme time to pay Gimme just another day Gimme, gimme time Gimme, gimme time to pay Time to pay I’ve fallen on some bad times Need a grand to fill my show Life was hard, played my last card When Benny came into view Charity quick for all who ask If you can pay the rates back fast A temporary fix of joy But don’t lose sight of Harry Boy You got nothing left to give You got no more life to live Gimme, gimme time to pay Gimme just another day Gimme, gimme time Gimme, gimme time to pay Time to pay Stripped of all my assets I have nothing left to give Faced with acid termination I have lost the will to live I have lost the will to live
9.
When soft voices die And summer is old We gather round fires And keep from the cold Let’s climb up that hill Like we did when so young When the music was new And we were as one The nights they grow longer And smells are much stronger Trees turn to charcoal And leaves turn to rust Evoking sweet memories Of autumns gone by Those innocent days Of mandolin skies And we make our way home as the sun sets We treasure our love as the day breaks Ah, we’ll remember the season And we sing the old song till the moon dies Keep digging for gold till the mine dries Ah, we will cherish the reason Ah, remember the season Steadfast and strong, We stand by our song The campfire still burning Our mission undone We’re driven by melodies Of autumns gone by Those innocent days Of mandolin skies And we make our way home as the sun sets We treasure our love as the day breaks Ah, we’ll remember the season And we sing the old song till the moon dies Keep digging for gold till the mine dries Ah, we will cherish the reason Ah… And we make our way home as the sun sets We treasure our love as the day breaks Ah, we’ll remember the season And we sing that old song till the moon dies Keep digging for gold till the mine dries Ah, we will cherish the reason Ah, we’ll remember the season Ah, remember the season
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Could have tried to work something better, could have looked around Might have seen some way forward, had I stopped looking to the ground I sort of feel that I might have done better Sort of feel I could have clawed it back But it doesn't matter now, what's done is done No it doesn't matter now, what's done is done Ain't in the habit of putting myself down Won't take the blame, if I can just pass it around It was a hard road and there ain't no doubt You were falling in love, while I was falling out Now it doesn't matter now, what's done is done No it doesn't matter now, what's done is done Yes, I thought hard about it and the things you claimed It all seems so ridiculous now, when I look back that way It's been light years now, since we stopped our stupid game Let's not kid ourselves, on good ol’ times There were no glory days, no! Couldn't stand it now I could have tried to bite my lip, I could've stayed around Could have walked just a little bit further, to see where we were bound But life's too short for taking chances, so on my way I went Oooh yeah, it doesn't matter now, what's done is done...
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THE OAK 05:33
I have been here before, I once passed through that door Someone else's claim, pictures without frames I wasn't so surprised Tell myself nothing's wrong But how is it all the seats are taken? Oh God, help me, how can this be? Well I wasn't touched much There is someone standing in the rain No thoughts of how and why, nor cares for pain I'll show you a place where you can stand I take the page and throw the words away I throw the words away There's still time to change course, Don't poison yourself with remorse Stand over here with me, then I think you'll see This place is sacred And I have met the cliché man and I run as fast as I can There's nothing left for me, please just leave me be I'm just a boy now. When I lean my back against an oak And I wish now that I had known The stream, in time, had changed its form Into, into a snake had grown Into a snake had grown When I lean my back against that oak And I wish now that I had known This tree, with time, had changed its form Into a snake had grown Oh, into a snake had grown It wrapped itself around my feet, it bit me to the bone It cursed my life, it ruined me and turned my heart to stone It turned my heart to stone Turned my heart to stone
12.
Your silence is undignified, you never were refined Ask someone who knows the theory, What goes on in your fucked-up mind You never read the book, I said truths that you mistook For a bag of lies, His sugarplum bride, is searching constantly You can tell everyone, it was me that let you down And I'll just tell everyone you acted like a clown But you ain't no open book, babe, and the horse on which I ride Has slung its saddle and bridle an' all, and was racing to arrive Now I see, looking back, I must have been a fool To get that involved with something so wrong I should have slung you like a doll You can tell everyone it was me that let you down I'll just tell everyone, you acted like a clown No good to talk about it, or to say that you were mine Cos every minute that I spent with you was a sorry waste of time But your answers to all those questions that you dragged out of me Were bound to lead to bitterness and lifelong misery You can tell everyone it was me that let you down I'll just tell everyone you acted like a clown I tried to see your truth, babe, I tried to see your good But all I found was broken down and trampled in the mud Every time I kissed your face, it fell off and stuck to mine And the wickedness there inside you, isn't kept so deep inside Now you can tell everyone it was me who let you down I'll just tell everyone you acted like a clown Your raging ways still haunt me, as I suppose they would If you were a soul in some other world, you'd still watch me if you could And my words all hit their target and that's just me, as a rule If I really did mean just one of them Think what I might do! But your words all beat me down, right? Now think how I must feel, When you told the church man that you trusted me Then put me through living hell Now you can tell everyone it was me that let you down I'll just tell everyone you acted like a clown Sha la la la la... You ain't no open book, babe...
13.
Scared of growing old Afraid of being bold Oh I knew I'd find security As I gained more maturity Still I'm scared of growing old, oh I was scared of being me Some people never see That every time I looked into the sky That elusive sun would burn my eyes I was scared of being me Oh Lord, I took some chances Played a part on merry dances Then I was was sitting on the shelf Dreamin' dreams of sudden wealth Yes, I, I didn't understand, yeah, ooh yeah Apprehension was the word And my life was absurd Because when I looked around me At the people that surrounded me Well, life seemed so absurd Oh Lord, I took some chances Played my part on merry dances But then I got down off the shelf It didn't do much for my health And now, I understand, yeah I understand now. Cos darlin', I got you I'm feelin' all brand new And I don't feel I've wasted time I took some kicks along the line But darlin', I got you Oh darlin' I got you You're all I wanna do, hey! And I'm not scared, I'm not scared, no, no, no, no
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JIMMY THE COINER Well, across the bar, over the back There's a man clutching on to a lead-laden sack Spinning tales from long ago Of the run-ins he's had with the boys from Bow Buy a fiver for a pound, Check the weight of the work, the artwork's sound A nifty'll getcha ten new score As a fiver puts just one in the claw Jim, Jimmy, Jimmy the Coiner Jim, Jimmy, Jimmy the Coiner Don't float him no cheque when the time is right And the barmaid's busy and they dim the lights Collect the change and gather all, Neat returns, no trouble at all Settling scores from long ago, he left behind his only hope Chance for sure, would like to see What he can do, for you and me Jim, Jimmy, Jimmy the Coiner Jim, Jimmy, Jimmy the Coiner Jimmy doesn't like this place, no more than you or I Jimmy would like to dress with taste and run colours in the sky Well if you think you've heard enough, Try the weight of the lead in Jimmy's cuff Never one for flattery, cut them down, assault and battery Settling scores from long ago, he left behind his only hope Chance for sure, would like to see, what he can do for you and me Jim, Jimmy, Jimmy the Coiner Jim, Jimmy, Jimmy the Coiner Jim, Jimmy, Jimmy the Coiner Jim, Jimmy, Jimmy the Coiner BLACK MARIA You can see Maria standing every night Down on the corner, under the light Ruby lips, black, raven hair Have a go on her, if you dare Black Maria, black Maria, black Maria,  She'll show you much more than her smile! Purple, chintzy papered room Stinks of cheap perfume Decant straight from the jar, or else you won’t go far Clock on the wall, yes it tocks and ticks Away a lewd half hour of crude antics Torn and frayed black underwear Whips and chains hang over her chair Black Maria, black Maria, black Maria She'll show you much more than her smile She’s a service for fine gentlemen Who like to dabble, now and then A choice taste of saucy delight Slip and slide right through the night Bacon boiled, another slice? Cheap enough at half the price Punishment dealt out to all Who like to play the boyish fool Black Maria, black Maria, black Maria She'll show you much more than her smile Morning comes and a looking glass Is observed by all, as they pass Guilty smiles, accusing frowns A lady's image, spun upside down Where did it all go wrong? Why do I sing this song? If I told you why and now Would it matter anyhow? Black Maria, black Maria, black Maria She'll show you much more than her smile Black Maria, black Maria, black Maria Vous voulez faire l'amour? Black Maria, black Maria, black Maria…
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All my cards blew out the window, on that cold and lonely day I unhitched my spinnaker, just to help me on my way The wind it was a-blowing, a chill cut across that frozen bay So if I'm not back tomorrow, I might be back some other day? Well the Captain, he just growled a bit and he ushered me inside To talk about the latitude and returning with the tide Both my arms got broken, tryin' to keep the medic men away So if I'm not back tomorrow, I might come back some other day? Somebody bent my ear and this they said to me There always will be plenty more cute fishes in the sea No need for loneliness, true love it never will decay So if I'm not back tomorrow, I might come back some other day? So leaning on the gunwales, I was most surprised to find That all the fishes in the sea had suddenly gone blind The unicorns had scattered and the white knights had all been led astray So if I'm not back tomorrow, I might come back some other day? Outside the crowd was screaming out, they wanted to see me fall They loaded up with bullets and put my back against the wall They tied my hands behind me, They buried my new boots deep in the clay So if I'm not back tomorrow, I might come back some other day? Well finally I found my feet as she was standing there With blood-splashed armour on her olive breasts and ravens in her hair The heads of recent victims, Swung grimly from her woven silk, black plait So if I'm not back tomorrow, I might be headless in my grave? Well I never do get lonely when I'm sleeping on my own I don't like a banging door, I don't answer my phone Now won't somebody tell me, is this a social disease? Tell me please If I'm not back tomorrow, I won't get back until I leave! Lucifer, in crimson robes, takes Gabriel by the hand Exchanging pleasant glances, they both walk along the sand Suddenly the lights go out and angels shedding black tears of dismay Well if I'm not back tomorrow, I might come back some other day? Some other day, some other day now
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(Instrumental)
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Lyrics as per track 1
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A new collection of re-edited studio tracks and outtakes recorded by The Marshmen between 2001 and 2003.

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released August 11, 2024

THE MARSHMEN were:
DEAN HOBBS, MARK CUNNINGHAM & ODGIE ALDRIDGE
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BARRY WHITE & GORDON GOLDSMITH (tracks 5, 6, 8, 12, 14, 15)
VON (14, 15)
THE RASPERS (brass - 14)

Produced & arranged by THE MARSHMEN
Engineered by GRANT MATTHEWS
Recorded at STUDIO ADELAIDE
Remastered/edited by MARK CUNNINGHAM

Photography by PHIL EVANS
Thanks to LINDA CARRINGTON for lyrics transcription

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The Marshmen UK

Bandmates since 1976, DEAN HOBBS, MARK CUNNINGHAM and ODGIE ALDRIDGE shared a love of traditional folk-inspired rock that would regularly bring them together throughout their adult lives.

Twenty years after their band THE MARSHMEN ended, the tracks from their 2001-2003 sessions as well as additional items including outtakes, are at last available online.

For our friend DEAN HOBBS 1962-2013 RIP
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