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Discography

Colin Meloy Sings Live!

Released April 2008

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  1. Devil’s Elbow

    Devil’s Elbow

  2. We Both Go Down Together

    We Both Go Down Together

    Here on these cliffs of Dover
    So high you can’t see over
    And while your head is spinning
    Hold tight, it’s just beginning

    You come from parents wanton
    A childhood rough and rotten
    I come from wealth and beauty
    Untouched by work or duty

    And oh, my love, my love
    And oh, my love, my love
    We both go down together

    I found you, a tattooed tramp
    A dirty daughter from the labour cans
    I laid you down on the grass of a clearing
    You wept but your soul was willing

    And oh, my love, my love
    And oh, my love, my love
    We both go down together

    And my parents will never consent to this love
    But I hold your hand

    Meet me on my vast veranda
    My sweet, untouched Miranda
    And while the seagulls are crying
    We fall but our souls are flying

    And oh, my love, my love
    And oh, my love, my love
    And oh, my love, oh my love
    And oh, my love, my love
    We both go down together

  3. Evoking A Campfire Singalong

    Evoking A Campfire Singalong

  4. The Gymnast, High Above The Ground

    The Gymnast, High Above The Ground

    The gymnast, high above the ground,
    Limbers up and falls timbers down.
    Ankles splayed and all tied.
    The gymnast long has arrived.

    Lazy, your long sister lays
    Waiting out this long light brigade.
    Prayed for snow a long time.
    And lazy, it long has arrived.

    Through the tarlatan holes
    You’ve been slipping, been slipping away
    And the weather will hold
    It’s been ever so, ever so gray.

    But here as we’re coming down
    And we’re sounding out:
    it’s a terrible, terrible tide
    As it lights upon your eye

    But there on the motorway,
    Reeks of marmalade
    It’s a chemical, chemical kind
    As it lights upon your eye
    Lights upon your eye

    The bosun calls upon the quay.
    Compass gone, he long has lost his way
    To lighthouse shine, to calm tide.
    The bosun long has arrived.

    Through the tarlatan holes,
    You’ve been slipping, been slipping away
    And the weather will hold
    It’s been ever so, ever so gray

    But here as we’re coming down
    And we’re sounding out:
    it’s a terrible, terrible tide
    As it lights upon your eye

    But there on the motorway,
    reeks of marmalade
    It’s a chemical, chemical kind
    As it lights upon your eye
    Lights upon your eye

  5. Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect/Dreams

    Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect/Dreams

    And here I dreamt I was a soldier
    And I marched the streets of birkenau
    And I recall in spring
    The perfume that the air would bring
    To the indolent town
    Where the barkers call the moon down
    The carnival was ringing loudly now
    And just to lay with you
    There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do
    Save lay my rifle down

    And try one, and try two
    Guess it always comes down to
    Alright, it’s okay, guess it’s better to turn this way

    And I am nothing of a builder
    But here I dreamt I was an architect
    And I built this balustrade
    To keep you home, to keep you safe
    From the outside world
    But the angles and the corners
    Even though my work is unparalleled
    They never seemed to meet
    This structure fell about our feet
    And we were free to go

    And try one, and try two
    Guess it always comes down to
    Alright, okay, guess it’s better to turn this way

    And here in Spain I am a Spaniard
    I will be buried with my marionettes
    Countess and courtesan
    Have fallen ‘neath my tender hand
    When their husbands were not around
    But you, my soiled teenage girlfriend
    Or are you furrowed like a lioness
    And we are vagabonds
    We travel without seatbelts on
    We live this close to death

    And try one, and try two
    Guess it always comes down to
    Alright, it’s okay, guess it’s better to turn this
    But I won, so you lose
    Guess it always comes down to
    Alright, it’s okay, guess it’s better to turn this way

  6. Dracula’s Daughter

    Dracula’s Daughter

    oh
    dracula’s daughter
    dracula’s daughter
    dracula’s daughter got it bad

    you think you got it bad
    try having dracula for your dad
    see how it looks on you

  7. Wonder

    Wonder

  8. A Brief Introduction To Shirley Collins

    A Brief Introduction To Shirley Collins

  9. Barbara Allen

    Barbara Allen

    It was round and about last Martinmas tide
    When the green leaves were swellin’
    That young Jimmy Grove of the West Country
    Fell in love with Barb’ry Allen

    He sent his men into the town
    To the place where she was dwellin’
    “Oh will you come to my master, dear,
    If your name be Barb’ry Allen?”

    And slowly, slowly got she up
    And slowly came she nigh him
    And all she said when there she came
    “Young man, I think you’re dyin'”

    “Oh, yes, I’m sick, I’m very sick
    Indeed I think I’m dyin’
    But a word from you would revive me again
    Oh lovely Barb’ry Allen”

    “Do you recall, young man,” she said,
    “When the red wine you were spillin’,
    How you made the ladies’ health go round
    And you slighted Barb’ry Allen?”

    And death is printed on his face
    And all his heart is stealin’
    And again he cried as she left his side
    “Hard-hearted Barb’ry Allen!”

    As she was goin’ over the field
    She heard the death bells tollin’
    And every sound that death bell gave:
    “Hard-hearted Barb’ry Allen!”

    “Oh mother, mother make me a bed
    Oh make it soft and narrow
    Since Jimmy died for me today
    I’ll die for him tomorrow”

  10. The Engine Driver

    The Engine Driver

    I’m an engine driver
    On a long run, on a long run
    Would I work beside her
    She’s a long one, such a long one

    And if you don’t love me let me go
    And if you don’t love me let me go

    I’m a country lineman
    On a high line, on a high line
    So will be my grandson
    There are power-lines in our bloodlines

    And if you don’t love me let me go
    And if you don’t love me let me go

    And I am a writer, writer of fictions
    I am the heart that you call home
    And I’ve written pages upon pages
    Trying to rid you from my bones
    My bones
    My bones

    I’m a money lender
    I have fortunes upon fortunes
    Take my hand for tender
    I am tortured, ever tortured

    And if you don’t love me let me go
    And if you don’t love me let me go

    And I am a writer, writer of fictions
    I am the heart that you call home
    And I’ve written pages upon pages
    Trying to rid you from my bones
    I am a writer, I am all that you have home
    Home
    And I’ve written pages upon pages
    Trying to rid you from my bones
    My bones
    My bones

    (And if you don’t love me let me go)
    And if you don’t love me let me go
    (And if you don’t love me let me go)
    And if you don’t love me let me go

  11. On The Bus Mall

    On The Bus Mall

    In matching blue raincoats,
    Our shoes were our show boats
    We kicked around.
    From stairway to station
    We made a sensation
    With the gadabout crowd.
    And oh, what a bargain,
    We.re two easy targets
    For the old men at the off-tracks,
    Who.ve paid in palaver
    And crumpled old dollars,
    Which we squirreled away
    In our rat trap hotel by the freeway.
    And we slept-in Sundays.

    Your parents were anxious,
    Your cool was contagious
    At the old school.
    You left without leaving
    A note for your grieving
    Sweet mother, while
    Your brother was so cruel.
    And here in the alleys
    Your spirits were rallied
    As you learned quick to make a fast buck.
    In bathrooms and barrooms,
    On dumpsters and heirlooms,
    We bit our tongues.
    Sucked our lips into our lungs
    ’til we were falling.
    Such was our calling.

    And here in our hollow we fuse like a family,
    But I will not mourn for you.
    So take up your makeup
    And pocket your pills away.
    We.re kings among runaways
    On the bus mall.
    We.re down
    On the bus mall.

    Among all the urchins and old Chinese merchants
    Of the old town,
    We reigned at the pool hall
    With one iron cue ball
    And we never let the bastards get us down.
    And we laughed off the quick tricks–
    the old men with limp dicks–
    On the colonnades of the waterfront park.
    As 4 in the morning came on, cold and boring,
    We huddled close
    In the bus stop enclosure enfolding.
    Our hands tightly holding.

    But here in our hollow we fuse like a family,
    But I will not mourn for you.
    So take up your makeup
    And pocket your pills away.
    We.re kings among runaways
    On the bus mall.
    We.re down
    On the bus mall.
    We.re down
    On the bus mall.
    Down on the bus mall.
    oh ooh oh

  12. A Skull, A Ship, And A Sheep

    A Skull, A Ship, And A Sheep

  13. California One/Youth And Beauty Brigade/Ask

    California One/Youth And Beauty Brigade/Ask

    Take a long drive with me
    On California one, California one
    Take a long drive with me
    On California one, California one…

    And the road a-winding goes
    From golden gate to roaring cliff-side
    And the light is softly low as our hearts Become sweetly untied
    Beneath the sun of California one

    Take a long drown with me of California Wine

    And the wine it tastes so sweet
    As we lay our eyes to wander
    And the sky, it stretches deep

    Will we rest our heads to slumber Beneath the vines of California wine?
    Beneath the sun of California one

    Annabelle lies, sleeps with quiet eyes
    On this sea-drift sun
    What can you do?
    And if I said, O it’s in your head
    On this sea-drift sun
    What can you do?

    We’re calling all bed wetters and ambulance chasers
    Poor picker-pockets, bring ’em in
    Come join the youth and beauty brigade

    We’re lining up the light-loafere’d
    And the bored bench warmers
    Castaways and cutouts, fill it up
    Come join the youth and beauty brigade
    Nothing will stand in our way

    I figured I had paid my debt to society
    By paying my overdue fines at the mulnoma county library, at the library
    They said ‘son, go join up
    Go join the youth and beauty brigade’

    Nothing will stand in our way

  14. The Bachelor And The Bride

    The Bachelor And The Bride

    There’s a wrinkle in the water
    where we laid our first daughter
    And I think the wind blows so sweetly there
    Over there
    And the windows and the cinders
    And the willows in the timbers
    The infernal rattling of the rain
    still remains

    “But I” said the bachelor to the bride
    “Am not waiting for tonight.
    No, I will box your ears
    and leave you here stripped bare.”

    Hear the corncrakes and the deerhooves
    And the sleet rain on the slate roof
    A medallion locked inside her hand
    in her hand
    And his fingers are they telling
    of the barren of her belly
    And his callouses cure her furrowed brow
    even now

    “But I,” said the bachelor to the bride
    “am not waiting for tonight.
    No, I will box your ears
    and leave you here stripped bare.”

    “But I,” said the bachelor to the bride
    “am not waiting for tonight.
    No, I will box your ears
    and take your tears
    and leave you, leave you here
    stripped bare.”

  15. A Cautionary Song

    A Cautionary Song

    There’s a place your mother goes when everybody else is soundly sleeping
    Through the lights of beacon street
    And if you listen you can hear her weeping,
    She’s weeping, cause the gentlemen are calling
    And the snow is softly falling on her petticoats.
    And she’s standing in the harbour
    And she’s waiting for the sailors in the jolly boat.
    See how they approach

    With dirty hands and trousers torn they grapple ’til she’s safe within their keeping
    A gag is placed between her lips to keep her sorry tongue from any speaking, or screaming
    And they row her out to packets where the sailor’s sorry racket calls for maidenhead
    And they’re scarce above the gunwales when her clothes fall to a bundle and she’s laid in bed on the upper deck

    And so she goes from ship to ship, her ankles clasped, her arms so rudely pinioned
    ‘Til at last she’s satisfied the lost of the marina’s teeming minions, and their opinions

    And they tell her not to say a thing to cousin, kindred, kith or kin or she’ll end up dead
    And they throw her thirty dollars and return her to the harbour where she goes to bed, and this is how your fed

    So be kind to your mother, though she may seem an awful bother, and the next time she tries to feed you collard greens, Remember what she does when you’re asleep

  16. Red Right Ankle

    Red Right Ankle

    This is the story of your red right ankle
    And how it came to meet your leg
    And how the muscle bone and sinews tangled
    And how the skin was softly shed
    And how it whispered,
    “Oh, adhere to me for we are bound by symmetry
    And whatever differences our lives have been
    We together make a limb”
    This is the story of your red right ankle

    This is the story of your gypsy uncle
    You never knew cause he was dead
    And how his face was carved an ripped with wrinkles
    In the picture in your head
    And remember how you found the key
    To his hide-out in the Pyrenees,
    But you wanted to keep his secret safe,
    So you threw the key away?
    This is the story of your gypsy uncle

    This is the story of the boys who loved you
    Who love you now and loved you then
    And some were sweet and some were cold and snuffed you
    And some just layed around in bed
    And some, they crumbled you straight to your knees
    Did it cruel, did it tenderly
    Some they crawled their way into your heart
    To rend your ventricles apart
    This is the story of the boys who loved you
    This is the story of your red right ankle

  17. Bandit Queen

    Bandit Queen