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Ed Emery’s

Revolutionary Radio Show:

Episode 3

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Playlist for Programme No. 3:

This is the third programme in the series. My next job is to create links from the Playlist which will take you to the lyrics for the songs, and also to musicological notes about the various items contained in my programmes.

PLAYLIST

01. Four green fieldsThe Flying Column – Vogue/Emerald-Gem GES 1059 – 1971

02. Message from Albert – Albert Ayler – New Grass – EMI-Impulse SIPL519 – 1968

03. New generation – The Soul Singers – New Grass – EMI-Impulse SIPL519 – 1968

04. Parchman Farm – Mose Allison –

05. The message – Grand Master Flash and the Furious Five – Sugar Hill SHL117 – 1982

06. Joe McCann – Christie Moore – The Iron Behind the Velvet

07. La legaBella Ciao  – Dischi del Sole – 1976

08. Longshot (Kick de bucket) – The Pioneers – Long Shot – Trojan RBL103

09. Miserere my maker – Alfred Deller – Alfred Deller: Purcell, Bach, Handel, Buxtehude, Campian – Decca Grandi Voci 411661, 1984

 

 

NOTES AND LYRICS OF SONGS

 

 

01. Four green fields – The Flying Column – Vogue/Emerald-Gem GES 1059 – 1971

 

 

 

 

02. Message from Albert – Albert Ayler – “New Grass” – EMI-Impulse SIPL519 – 1968

 

 

 

 

03. New generation – The Soul Singers – “New Grass” – EMI-Impulse SIPL519 – 1968

 

 

 

 

04. Parchman Farm  – Mose Allison –

 

 

 

 

 

05. The message – Grand Master Flash and the Furious Five – Sugar Hill SHL117 – 1982

 

 

 

 

06. Joe McCannChristie Moore – “The Iron Behind the Velvet”

 

Come all of you fine people, wherever you may be

I’ll sing of a brave Belfast man,

Who scorned the army’s might, though they’d shoot him on sight,

And they shot down Joe McCann, Joe McCann,

They shot down Joe McCann.

 

He fought for the people in the markets where he worked,

In defence of the rights of man,

But the hired Branch crew told the soldiers what to do,

And they shot down Joe McCann, Joe McCann,

They shot down Joe McCann.

 

In a Belfast bakery in the August of the year,

When internment was imposed throughout the land,

Six volunteers from Belfast held six hundred troops at bay,

And their leader was Joe McCann, Joe McCann,

Their leader was Joe McCann.

 

He carried no gun, so he started to run,

To escape them as many’s the time before.

One bullet brought him down, and as he lay on the ground

They shot him ten times more, ten times more,

They shot him ten times more.

 

He fought for the rights of the people of this land,

The Protestant and Catholic workin’ man.

He caused the bosses to fear, and for this they paid him dear,

When they murdered brave Joe McCann, Joe McCann,

They murdered brave Joe McCann.

 

Notes:

 

by Eamon O’Doherty

 

 

 

 

07. La lega

 

SEBBEN CHE SIAMO DONNE

 

Sebben che siamo donne paura non abbiamo
per amor dei nostri figli, per amor dei nostri figli
sebben che siamo donne paura non abbiamo
per amor dei nostri figli, in lega ci mettiamo

 

A oilì oilì oilà e la lega crescerà
e noialtri lavoratori, e noialtri lavoratori
a oilì oilì oilà e la lega crescerà
e noialtri lavoratori vogliam la libertà

 

E la libertà non viene perché non c′è  l’unione
crumiri col padrone, crumiri col padrone
e la libertà non viene perché non c’è l’unione
crumiri col padrone, son tutti da ammazzar

 

A oilì oilì oilà e la lega crescerà
e noialtri lavoratori, e noialtri lavoratori
a oilì oilì oilà e la lega crescerà
e noialtri lavoratori vogliam la libertà

 

Sebben che siamo donne Paura non abbiamo
abbiam delle belle buone lingue, abbiam delle belle buone lingue
sebben che siamo donne paura non abbiamo
abbiam delle belle buone lingue, e ben ci difendiamo

 

A oilì oilì oilà e la lega crescerà
e noialtri lavoratori, e noialtri lavoratori
a oilì oilì oilà e la lega crescerà
e noialtri lavoratori vogliam la libertà

 

E voialtri signoroni che ci avete tanto orgoglio
abbassate la superbia, abbassate la superbia
e voialtri signoroni che ci avete tanto orgoglio
abbassate la superbia, e aprite il portafoglio

 

A oilì oilì oilà e la lega crescerà
e noialtri lavoratori, e noialtri lavoratori
a oilì oilì oilà e la lega crescerà
e noialtri lavoratori I vuruma vess pagà


A oilì oilì oilà e la lega crescerà
e noialtri lavoratori, e noialtri lavoratori
a oilì oilì oilà e la lega crescerà
e noialtri lavoratori vogliam la libertà

 

 

 

 

 

08. Longshot (Kick de bucket) – The Pioneers – “Long Shot” – Trojan RBL103

 

 

 

 

09. Miserere my maker – Alfred Deller – “Alfred Deller: Purcell, Bach, Handel, Buxtehude, Campian” – Decca Grandi Voci 411661, 1984

 

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Miserere My Maker, O have mercy on me wretch
strangely distressed, cast down with sin oppressed.
Mightily vexed to the soul's bitter anguish,
e'en to the death I languish.
Yet let it please Thee, to hear my ceaseless crying:
Miserere, I am dying.

Miserere My Saviour, I alas am for my sins,
fearfully grieved and cannot be relieved.
But by Thy death which Thou didst suffer for me
wherefore I adore Thee.
And do beseech Thee to hear my ceaseless crying:
Miserere, I am dying.

Holy Spirit Miserere, comfort my distressed soul
grieved for youth's folly; purge, cleanse and make it holy.
With Thy sweet due of grace and peace inspire me
Holy I desire Thee.
And strengthen me now, in this my ceaseless crying:
Miserere, I am dying.

 

 

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