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Hands of Joseph - Ralph McTell

"When they looked at Joseph's hands They said, They're the hands of a carpenter They're big and they're powerful and they're strong They're the hands that should work in wood And they're the hands that"

Michael in the Garden - Ralph McTell

"Out in the garden, amongst the bushes, Michael is crying. Caught in a spider's web, its broken wings beating, a butterfly dying. Oh la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la And they in"

Mr Connaughton - Ralph McTell

"Mr Connaughton my memory's long, though the years have flown Though the years have gone. Was your wife's name Marjorie or Mary? Were you from Cork or Tipperary? Mr Connaughton when we lived underneath Oh"

Song for Martin - Ralph McTell

"Don't leave Martin alone tonight Just because he looks all right I've seen him look like this before And if he says he wants to be alone At least try to walk with him home See if you can put your"

Streets of London - Ralph McTell

"Have you seen the old man in the closed down market, Kicking up the papers with his worn out shoes? In his eyes you see no pride, hand held loosely at his side Yesterday's papers telling yesterday's news So"

Summer Girls - Ralph McTell

"This summer will be different I will move across the town Promenade above the beach until my face turns brown With my hands in my pockets and a casual stroll from the town beach to the dock The girls they"

Tequila Sunset - Ralph McTell

"Takes a glass of Tequila to raise up my spirits When I get down I'm drinking them two at a time 'Til I swear that I feel like a poor drowning sailor Salt on my lips and my tongue tastes of lime. Tequila"

The Ferryman - Ralph McTell

"Oh, the traveller moving on the land, behold I give you, I give you the travelling man. And he's very heavy laden with the questions in his burden. Lo, and I give you the travelling man. He has crossed"

The Girl From the Hiring Fair - Ralph McTell

"I went down to the hiring fair for to sell my labour, And I noticed a maid in the very next row and I hoped she'd be my neighbour. Imagine then my delight when the farmer picked us both. I spoke not"

The Setting - Ralph McTell

"I will never forget the walk to the station, Me with your suitcase being brotherly strong. And trying to make light of the whole situation, In mild conversation we moved through the throng, And above"

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