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PART OF THE
MYSTERY
I
moved home among friends and family. I was welcomed with open
arms. My music was nurtured. I asked the question: "Can
this be my island too?". They answered with resounding
reply. I sat on the "Black Rock", I filled up with
sadness, I cried and then I sang!
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song titles for lyrics, play icons for Real Audio sound clips
Track
Listing & Sound Clips
 1.
 Part Of The Mystery
2. Can't Stand The Heartbreak
3. Old Man
4. Black Rock
5. Get Outt'a Here
6. If In Life
7. I Have A Son... I Have A Daughter
8. Workin' Man
9. Superstitious Times
10. My Island Too
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Part
Of The Mystery
I don't
know what I'm gonna do
When all of my travelling is finally through
And I'm back on the rocks
With my thoughts and memories of you
The medicine woman she gave me the warning
Wear only the colours that heal the soul over
Stay out of the colours where evil will penetrate through
Chorus:
Now did you ever feel like a wick in a candle
Part of the question and part of the answer
Part of the mystery far greater than me or you
I don't
know what I'm gonna do
When I'm flying so high and away from the view
And the storm clouds paint me a different
image of you
My thoughts and my feelings are caught in the middle
I'm holding together like some kind of riddle
Now I need answers to questions I'm turning to you
Chorus
I don't
know what I'm gonna do
When all of my travelling is finally through
And I'm home on the rocks with my thoughts
And memories of you
The medicine woman she gave me the warning
Wear only the colours that heal the soul over
Stay out of the colours where evil will penetrate
Through
Chorus
(Repeat)
Words
and Music by Rita MacNeil
© 1985 Big Pond Publishing and Production Limited
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Old
Man
It must
be something
While driving through and
You suddenly see a piece of wood
And you know that you drove every nail
To make a place for someone to stay
And it must be something
To realize that somebody
Else now lives inside
When you know you were the
first to walk within
And it
must be something to
Rise at the dawn you travel
The roads and you're all alone
Old man what have they done to you
And the tools of your trade
you hold in your hands
You had your life and you
Lived it well and the
Mark of your craft can be
found in the past dwellings that you made
Chorus
And they hold up well
And they stand up strong
And to think my God!
You did it all with
These tired old hands that
Are now holding on to
What's left of your life...
Oh it
must be something to rise
At the dawn you travel the roads
And you're all alone
Old man what have they done to you
And the days of your youth were
Spent in the knowledge that
You would forever and ever and
always be fixing and mending and shaping
the dwellings for others to use
Repeat
Chorus
Oh it
must be something
To rise at the dawn
You travel the roads
And you're all alone
Oh old man what have they done to you...
Words
and Music by R. MacNeil
© 1981 Big Pond Publishing and Production Limited
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Black
Rock
When I
saw the black rock
The first thing that I thought
I'd fill up with sadness and cry
But I sang
And the
blue sky hung over
The fast moving water
And I stood on the rocks
And the memories began
Chorus:
Can you imagine to overcome sadness
A trip to the black rock is all that it takes
And the waves will wash o'er me
And the black rock will hold me
And keep me from drifting away
Down on
the black rocks
I take all of my thoughts
And I hang them to lie
On the wind and the waves
Now the
rock has been worn down
By time and by water
And I have been worn down
By time and myself
Chorus
When I
saw the black rock
The first thing that I thought
I'd fill up with sadness and cry
But I sang
And the
moon shone above me
And the darkness fell on me
And I slept on the rocks
'Til the morning time came
Chorus
Words
and Music by Rita MacNeil
© 1979 Big Pond Publishing and Production Limited
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Working
Man
Chorus
It’s a working man l am
And I’ve been down under ground
And I swear to God if lever see the sun
Or for any length of time
I can hold it in my mind
I never again will go down under ground
At the
age of sixteen years
Oh he quarrels with his peers
Who vowed they’d never see another one
In the dark recess of the mines
Where you age before your time
And the coal dust has heavy on your lungs
Chorus
At the
age of sixty-four
Oh hell greet you at the door
And hell gently lead you by the arm
Through the dark recess of the mines
Oh hell take you back in time
And hell tell you of the hardships that were had
Chorus
(Repeat Chorus)
(Repeat Chorus)
God I
never again will go down under ground
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My
Island Too
The
wind is blowing
Over your island
The season is changing
Your beauty to see
And although I'm not there
My heart is with you
Can
this be my island too
Can this be my island too
I'd left you for profit
And high adventure
I came to a city
I never
knew
The bright lights and the nightlife
Have stolen me from you
Can
this be my island too
Can this be my island too
Friends
and relations
I'm longing to see you
Peace and contentment
When I do
One day I'm returning
Never to leave you
Can
this be my island too
Words
and Music by Rita MacNeil
© 1981 Big Pond Publishing and Production Limited
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