Newfoundland Vinyl II

by Allison Crowe

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1.
(Area Code) 709 Composed by Eddie Coffey & Dennis Adamson Performed by Allison Crowe 709-722 the other four numbers I don't have a clue. Four other numbers that I had to find for area code 709 She was standing there by the phone She was trying to place a call back home "Operator, are you on the line?" "Give me area code 709." 709-722 The other four numbers I don't have a clue Four other numbers that I had to find for area code 709 709-722 The other four numbers I don't have a clue Four other numbers that I have to find For area code 709 Then a voice came on loud and clear "All your packages are CP Air" Then I saw her standing there in the line Just by area code 709 0-0-0 709-722 The other four numbers I don't have a clue Four other numbers that I had to find for area code 709 I' been calling since she went back home and I think I'm gonna lose my phone All my buddies think I'm outta my mind because of area code 709 0-0-0 709-722 The other four numbers I don't have a clue Four other numbers that I have to find For area code seven-o-nine. 0-0-0 709-222 The other four numbers I don't have a clue; Four other numbers that I had to find for area code 709 0-0-0
2.
Woman of Labrador Composed by Andy Vine Performed Allison Crowe Woman of Labrador children 'round your cabin door wondering when their daddy will be home. He's gone on the trapping lines seems like such a long long time since he waved his last farewell and let you alone. Woman of Labrador turn your mind to daily chores hunting and catching fish to feed your family. At night when they're all in bed you go outside and raise your head watch the Northern Lights go dancing high over the sea. Daughter of Labrador those days are here no more You wonder if your baby will ever understand the hardship that you endured when everyone you knew was poor sharing everything you had and living off the land. Woman of Labrador children 'round your cabin door wondering when their daddy will be home. He's gone on the trapping lines seems like such a long long time since he waved his last farewell and let you alone.
3.
Tarry Trousers Traditional Performed by Allison Crowe As I roved out one fine Summer's ev'ning to view those flow'rs and to take the air 't'was there I spied a tender mother talking to her daughter dear Singing, "Daughter, o daughter, I'll have you to marry" "No longer to live a sweet single, life" "O mother, o mother, I 'd rather to tarry" "To be some brave young sailor's wife" "A sailor shy sits all for to wander" "To some foreign count'r'y he'd go" "They will cause you to sigh and to murmur" "They will prove your overthrow" "Or, if you could get me to wed with a farmer" "To be your joy and heart's delight" "But give me the boy with the tarry, tarry trousers" "To shine in my eyes like a diamond bright" She hung her head on the top of her shoulders Tears from her eyes like a fountain flowed "I'll stay at home and be true-hearted" "whilst my love to the sea doth go" "Hark, o hark, how the great guns are rattling" "Big and small, they all make noise" "My true love's in the field of battle" "Now fight on, my gallant boy"
4.
The Water Witch Author Unknown - Original Newfoundland Song Performed by Allison Crowe All true-born Newfoundlanders pray harken unto me and hear your mess-mates tell you all of the dangers of the sea. You all remember Pouch Cove well and the true sons so brave who saved the crew of The Water Witch so near a wat'ry grave. On Christmas Eve this craft did leave as loud the wind did roar. And on a reef she came to grief not far from the Pouch Cove shore, a place well called the Horrid Gulch the schooner headed on. And in the twinkling of an eye three poor, dear, souls were gone. Two seamen from The Water Witch leapt when they heard the shock. The rest belonged to that doomed ship were huddled on a rock to wait for hours through hail and showers as loud the sea did dash, and t'see their schooner breaking hard on the cliff did crash. Punts, ropes and lanterns soon were brought by kind and willing hands. The shrieks of females in distress our fishermen could not stand. And how to face the Horrid Gulch six hundred feet to go to save those souls half dead with cold who waited down below. Brave Alfred Moores, a Pouch Cove man, "I'll take the lead," he cried while 'round his waist strong hempen ropes with heavy knots they tied. And now strong men are on the top to lower him o'er the cliff to dash our hero down below 'neath blinding snow and drift. Three times they swung him in the dark, through blinding drift and cold, before his feet could get a place to give him any hold. At last he found a resting place just 'neath a shelving stone where he could see those souls below and hear each dismal moan. And now to save this shipwrecked crew his heart is filled with hope. Six more brave Pouch Cove 'men like heroes man the rope. And now a small hand-line by Moores he managed for to lower 'til a' The Water Witch's crew all landed safe on shore. But, hark - another scream is heard! The people get a shock. Another female left below to perish on the rock when Alfred makes another dash, as loud the wind do roar, and brings the woman in his arms in safety to the shore. The news was soon in town next day about The Water Witch. The whole community got a shock - the poor as well as rich. The Governor soon sent home the word, in letters bold and grand, to tell ' the pluck of the fishermen belong to Newfoundland. The Humane Society of Liverpool did very soon send here gold medals for our fishermen that never knew no fear. The Governor's Lady pinned them on, those medals rare and rich, the Pouch Cove men who saved the lives a' board The Water Witch. So here's success to our bold men who risk, in storms and breeze, their precious lives for saving souls who venture on the seas. May peace and plenty be their lot, oh, this true and sterling band. Brave Alfred Moores and all the rest belong to Newfoundland.
5.
Out from St. Leonard's Composed by Gary O'Driscoll Performed by Allison Crowe In the mid-1960s the news rang out clear Pack your bags and your nets, you must get out of here Take your picks and your shovels, your rakes and your hoes The government says you must pack up and go. And it's out from St. Leonard's and it's out from Toslow They steam 'cross the bay with their houses in tow with their beds in the bow and their stoves in the stern bound away with their sons and their daughters. Well, the news it soon spread to the harbours and coves that the young crowd were leaving in hordes and in droves for to go to Toronto to follow their goals or to go to Placentia and live on the dole. And it's out from St. Leonard's and it's out from Toslow they'd steam 'cross the bay with their houses in tow with their beds in the bow and their stoves in the stern bound away with their sons and their daughters. Now, Skipper Jim Pittman he said he wouldn't go while there's nets to be mended and hay to be mowed He said he'd never work no matter the pay in some hockey stick factory out Stephenville way. And it's out from St. Leonard's and it's out from Toslow they'd steam 'cross the bay with their houses in tow with their beds in the bow and their stoves in the stern bound away with their sons and their daughters. Now, on all politicians they cursed and they swore they would rather fight off in some distant war for when they ceased to ramble and they ceased to roam they'd like to return to a place they called home. And it's out from St. Leonard's and it's out from Toslow they'd steam 'cross the bay with their houses in tow with their beds in the bow and their stoves in the stern bound away with their sons and their daughters. Now the islands and harbours and coves are ghost towns you need a longliner to harvest the ground and a big oil refinery now stands as a shrine, to the daughters and sons who remember the time. And it's out from St. Leonard's and it's out from Toslow they'd steam 'cross the bay with their houses in tow with their beds in the bow and their stoves in the stern bound away with their sons and their daughters. And it's out from St. Leonard's and it's out from Toslow they'd steam 'cross the bay with their houses in tow with their beds in the bow and their stoves in the stern bound away with their sons and their daughters bound away with their sons and their daughters bound away with their sons and their daughters
6.
Paddy McGinty's Goat Composed by R.P. Weston, Bert Lee, Bob Adams & Bob Allen. Performed by Allison Crowe Now Patrick McGinty, an Irishman of note, came into a fortune and he bought himself a goat. Said ', "Sure of goat's milk I soon will have me fill" but when he brought the nanny home he found it was a bill. All the young ladies who live in Killaloe they're all wearing bustles like their mothers used to do They each wear a bolster beneath their petticoat and leave the rest to Providence and Paddy McGinty's goat Now Mrs. Burke to her daughter said, "Listen, Mary Jane Who was the lad you were cuddling in the lane ' long wiry whiskers a'hanging from his chin?" " 't'was only Paddy McGinty's goat," she answered with a grin. She went away from the village in disgrace she came back with powder and paint upon her face she'd rings on her fingers, and she wore a sable coat you bet your life she didn't get that from Paddy McGinty's goat. Well Norah McCarthy the knot was going to tie she washed out her trousseau and she hung 'em out to dry; Along came the goat and he saw the bits of white he chewed up all her folderols upon on her wedding night. "Oh turn out the lights!" she shouted out to Pat "For though I'm your bride well I'm not worth looking at I had two of ev'rything, I told you when I wrote but now I've got nothing at all thro' Paddy McGinty's goat." Now old Paddy's goat had a wondrous appetite and early one morning he ate some dynamite a big box of matches he swallowed all serene and then he went and swallowed up a quart of gasoline. Well, he sat by the fire' he didn't give a hang he swallowed a spark and exploded with a bang. So if you go to Heaven you can bet a dollar note that the angel with the whiskers is Paddy McGinty's goat.
7.
Northern Lights of Labrador Composed by Donatus Angus Fulford Performed by Allison Crowe I've travelled far by the Northern Star since the day that I was born. From the Caribbean to New Orleans I've been inclined to roam And the beauty I've seen and the places I've been I thought I'd see no more ''til I saw the lights that shine so bright in the skies of Labrador. Those Northern Lights that shine so bright when the night is cold and clear, the snow is bright from the pale moonlight and silence fills the air I cast my eyes to the sparkling skies and I can see once more those Northern Lghts that shine so bright in the skies of Labrador. This place I've heard in every word is far away and cold but I have found in this beautiful town a treasure rich as gold those dancing lights with their colours so bright each night as I look through my door, those Northern Lights that shine so bright in the skies of Labrador. Sometimes when I'm down, there's no one around to tell my trouble to I stroll outside and I gaze at the sky and I'm no longer blue the night is still as I drink up my fill as if I'd see no more those Northern Lights that shine so bright in the skies of Labrador. My time will come, like everyone, when I must say goodbye. I'll feel so sad as I look out the plane as it soars through the sky I'll think of the time when I can say that I'll return once more and see those Lights that shine so bright in the skies of Labrador. And see those Lights that shine so bright in the skies of Labrador.
8.
The Wild Rover Traditional - Author Unknown Performed by Allison Crowe And it's no, nay, never no, nay, never, no more will I play the wild rover no, never, no more. Well, I played the wild rover for many's the year and I spent all me money on whiskey and beer But now I'm returning with gold in great store and I promise to play the wild rover no more And it's no, nay, never no, nay, never, no more will I play the wild rover, no, never, no more. I went into an ale-house I used to frequent, and I told the landlady me money's all spent. I asked her for credit and she answered me, "Nay, so a custom like yours I could have any day." And it's no, nay, never no, nay, never, no more will I play the wild rover no, never, no more. And out of my pocket I took handfuls of gold and upon the round table they glittered and rolled. She said, "I have whiskey and meals of the best and the words that I told you they were only in jest." And it's no, nay, never, no, nay, never, no more will I play the wild rover, no, never, no more. And out of my pocket I took sovereigns bright and the landlady's legs opened wide with delight. She said, "I have whiskey and beers of the best and I'll take you upstairs and I'll show you the rest." And it's no, nay, never, No, nay, never, no more will I play the wild rover, No, never, no more. I'll go back to my parents, confess what I've done, and I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son. And if they forgive me as ofttimes before But I'll promise to play the wild rover no more. And it's no, nay, never, No, nay, never, no more will I play the wild rover, No, never, no more. And it's no, nay, never, no, nay, never, no more will I play the wild rover No, never, no more.
9.
30 for 60 Composed by Ron Hynes & Al Pittman Performed by Allison Crowe And I don't have the five in my hand, not 'last leg to stand upon. But, what the Hell - 30 for 60 let the night swell An' somebody fix me a single malt whiskey. And I don't have the Jack or the Ace but, I got on my good poker face and I'm holding my Queen - 30 for 60 I'm feelin' hungry and lean and life's about chances and the King's in the kitty - 30 for 60 You better take this to heart you can gamble your soul I'm 65 now and I'm still in a hole life's just a game it's a grand piece of fun and there's nothing else I can go on And I don't have the Jack or the Ace but I got on this good poker face and I'm holding my Queen - 30 for 60 I'm feelin' hungry and mean and life's about chances and the King's in the kitty - 30 for 60 You better take this to heart you can gamble your soul I'm 65 now and I'm still in the hole and life's just a game it's a grand piece of fun and there's little else I can go on And I don't have the Five in my hand But I recall my old man used to say "What the hell, I'm going 30 for 60" let the night swell and somebody fix me a single malt whiskey 30 for 60 30 for 60 30 for 60
10.
Saltwater Joys Composed by Wayne Chaulk Performed by Allison Crowe Just to wake up in the morning to the quiet of the cove and to hear Aunt Bessie talking to herself and to hear poor Uncle John mumbling wishes to old Nell it made me feel like everything was fine. I was born down by the water and it's here I'm gonna stay I've searched for all the reasons why I should go away but I haven't got the thirst for all those modern-day toys so I'll just take my chances with those saltwater joys. Following the little brook as it trickles to the shore in the Autumn when the trees are flaming red kicking leaves that fall around me, watching sunset paint the hills It's all I'll ever need to feel at home. This island that we cling to has been handed down with pride by folks who fought to live here, taking hardships all in stride so I'll compliment her beauty, hold on to my goodbyes stay and take my chances with those saltwater joys. How can I leave those mornings with the sunrise on the cove and the gulls like flies surrounding Clayton's Wharf Platter's Island wrapped in rainbows in the evenings after fog the ocean smells are perfume to my soul. Some go to where the buildings reach to meet the clouds where warm and gentle people turn to swarm in faceless crowds so I'll do without their riches, the glamour and the noise, and I'll stay and take my chances with those saltwater joys. Some go to where the buildings reach to meet the clouds where warm and gentle people turn to swarm in faceless crowds so I'll do without their riches, the glamour and the noise, and I'll stay and take my chances with those saltwater joys. Yes, I'll stay and take my chances with those saltwater joys.

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“It’s here! Allison Crowe just released Newfoundland Vinyl II and it’s the perfect followup to her traditional folk masterpiece, Newfoundland Vinyl,” says Muruch, the discerning culture blog. “Like its predecessor, Newfoundland Vinyl II is comprised of traditional Canadian, Irish and Scottish folk songs newly arranged, performed, produced and engineered by Allison Crowe.”

On this album, Crowe’s amazing talent in service of songs roves o’er centuries-old carols to a modern canon of such stellar writers as Gary O’Driscoll, Ron Hynes, Al Pittman and Andy Vine – and tunes originally performed by such popular acts as Corey & Trina, Figgy Duff, & Buddy Wasisname and the Other Fellers.

Allison Crowe’s voice, guitar, fiddle, mandolin, tin-whistle, percussion, arrangements, engineering, production and photography come together – with guest backing vocals by NL actor/teacher Adam Brake (on "Out from St. Leonard’s").

The album further celebrates a creative bond between Crowe, the internationally-loved touring and recording artist, and Theatre Newfoundland and Labrador, the professional theatre company founded on the island’s west coast in 1979.

Each Summer from 2012 through 2015 Allison Crowe's served as Musical Director of "Newfoundland Vinyl" - a perennial favourite at the Gros Morne Theatre Festival. Theatre Newfoundland and Labrador's Artistic Director Jeff Pitcher, who conceived the hit stage show, remarks: "No matter where she is in this world, that voice, that conviction, it crosses all borders. She's one of those rare artists that fits into any culture, any community because she is who she is - an incredible talent."

Heralding “Newfoundland Vinyl II”, the Celtic Music Fan blog says: “It is about singing from the heart. It is about singing the songs of people that have been passed from every generation.”

Of her immersions as Musical Director with TNL, and the melodic bounty that’s landed, Allison Crowe notes: "There is so much wonderful music - you could piece together multiple anthologies and still only scratch the surface of such an extensive and rich collection. Each of these songs is its own story, of land and sea, of people, and each story in-and-of-itself could be an entire show. I’m truly grateful that you are here to hear the story these songs have to offer.” She gives special thanks to “the incredibly talented and versatile” casts and crews of TNL’s productions for their inspiration.

REVIEWS - Allison Crowe’s “Newfoundland Vinyl” LP:

“Simplicity, leisure and sensuality are all found in Newfoundland Vinyl II.There are also different instruments- both traditional and modern , appearing in each song... The enduring sentiments in all these songs make them powerful and no matter how you sing them – you sing the toils, pains,heartbreak and joy of souls across time.” ~ Baxter Labatos, Celtic Music Fan blog - full review @ celticmusicfan.wordpress.com/2014/12/17/two-new-albums-by-allison-crowe

“The perfect followup to her traditional folk masterpiece” ~ Muruch culture blog- full review @ www.muruch.com/2014/12/allisoncrowe-vinyl2.html

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released December 2, 2014

Allison Crowe - voice, guitar, fiddle, mandolin, tin-whistle, percussion, arranger, engineer, producer and photographer

Adam Brake - backing vocals ("Out from St. Leonards'")

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