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Pint Up Leigh (brigantes)
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Poem narrated by KillerMiller - Recorded live in Bærøy, Telemark, Norway 07/08/2021. #lancashirepoetry
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KillerMiller Vocalist / Acoustic & Electric Guitar/ Percussion / Sound Effects
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Genre
Podcasts • Poetry
Charts
Peak #5
Peak in subgenre #1
Author
Christian René Miller
Rights
2021
Uploaded
March 08, 2021
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.5 MB • 320 kbps • 1:30
Lossless
WAV 15.2 MB
Meta Data
BPM
100
Key
Major
Vocals
Male
Character
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Positivity
dark, sad, angry
happy
Appeal
unique
radio-friendly
Story behind the song
Leyth poetry in the style of Robert Burns
Lyrics
When I were a boy at the shore at Loch Sloigh And the miller played a tune for me It was then he said "You bake the bread, As i'm off for a pint up Leigh" So we baked his bread and we grew his veg' And we were happy as lambs were we Then the miller returned and he'd got spurned And it was back to the pub for me He can mill your life, He can bake your bread He can play a tidy fiddle can he So come home miller to the grinding stone And we'll have a pot of sweet tea Coz we love your life, and we love your strife And we love a good chuckle do we So grab your coat as i've a raspin' throat And we'll have a quick pint up Leigh So he had to run. So he upped and ran To a far away place north-east They asked him to stay and never go away And was welcomed at the big man's feast Come along now do you really need to go As he'll not raise his kilt for thee It's a long way down to the dark side of town With a little wet pint up Leigh Ripe as a berry and sweet as a cherry Yet as passive as the queen of bees To the moon she'd go just to let him know That her love for that man were real They were northward bound, Ryan Air for a pound Sat next to a maiden fair She 'd begged him to stay Then flew right away without even the slightest care Now I must agree with the Miller, Now I must agree As it won't be long until we're thousands strong And we'll have a wet pint up Leigh, Or three! When I were a boy at the shore at Loch Sloigh And the miller played a tune for me It was then he said - "You bake the bread, As i'm off for a pint up Leigh,.Or Three! Words and recital by Christian Rene Miller 27/01/2021 - Myrvoll, Viken, Norway
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