Episode 002 - Hummingbird Sessions
It's time for the second full episode of the Hummingbird Sessions. This one is a fun one and we had a great time re-learning some of these songs to play for you all this month.
We hope you guys enjoy!
The Hummingbird Sessions - Episode 002:
1. Marching On
2. The Boatman's Call
3. The Whistling Gypsy Rover
4. Willow's Waltz
5. Colors of Home
Did you enjoy the concert? Which was your favorite song in this month's concert? As always, leave your suggestions for songs to include in the set lists down the road and we'll add them to the list.
Lyrics:
The Boatman's Call (G. Gothard)
the boatman works alone
it’s the only life he’s ever known
a young man in life alone
across the river every day
he ferries settlers o’er the rushing cool
carries merchants through the rapids cruel
even royals in their crown and jewel
across the river on his own
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Ya - da da da, a young man tall
Ya- da da da, ya da da da da da
Ya- da da da, the boatman’s call
Ya - da da da, ya da da da da da
the young woman lone she goes
gathering flowers where the river flows
she is lovely as the mountain rose
and she needs passage on her way
she needs crossing late in emerald May
sitting golden in the creak and sway
our young boatman gave his heart that day
across the river going home
Ya - da da da, a young man tall
Ya - da da da, ya da da da da da
Ya - da da da, for this girl did fall
Ya- da da da, ya da da da da da
Their world was set, planned, always they would be
They didn’t fret, no, not like you and me
Their world was small, there, near the river free
Then came this fine, grand, tale of he and she
Ya- da da da, this girl did fall
Ya- da da da, ya da da da da da
Ya - da da da, for the boatman’s call
Ya- da da da, ya da da da da da
And now they are not alone
their lonely life by one has grown
Now they are not alone
they cross the river every day
The Whistling Gypsy Rover (traditional, arr. the Gothard Sisters)
the whistling gypsy came over the hill
down through the valley so shady
he whistled and he sang 'til the green woods rang
and he won the heart of a lady
she left her father's castle gate
she left her handsome young lover
she left her servants and her estate
to follow the gypsy rover
CHORUS
when the whistling gypsy sings
when the whistling gypsy plays
when the whistling gypsy sings
I'll run away
her father mounted his fastest steed
to search the valleys all over
he searched for his daughter with great speed
and the whistling gypsy rover
they came upon a castle so fine
down by the river so shady
and there was music and there was wine
for the gypsy and his lady
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he is no gypsy my father she said
but lord of all these lands over
with him I'll stay until my dying day
in love with the gypsy rover
Colors of Home (G. Gothard)
they came from all over, blazing a trail
like the snow that melts swiftly from the peaks to the coast
they made a place there for me to know
like a tapestry woven, the colors of home
CHORUS
I miss the evergreen trees
I miss the comforting rain
I miss the grey of each misty new day
I miss the colors of my home
I miss the way the air feels
I miss the way that I know I belong
I miss the colors of my home
i grew up running pine needle trails
moss green of the forest, the seagull's bright call
copper sunsets on a sapphire sea
wide open spaces as far as I can see
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Call me back! ... to the windswept beaches
Call me back! ... to the fresh salt air
Call me back! ... to the mountain reaches
Oh I feel so far away...
they paint a memory - a part of me
it's gold like the lightning that strikes violet skies
crimson canyon and the evening's red flame
hear the chorus of voices calling my name
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