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Girl from Magdalen
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A nautical tale of a love lost to the sea
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acoustic folk rock
Dave Stannard plays the acoustic guitar and sings, by himself, all on his own. While he sings and plays, he also dances around a lot and is good fun to watch. He calls this "a performance"; most people agree. His songs are actually written by him, and not others, usually. Sometimes the songs turn out quite catchy and people sing them in the bath or play them on local radio shows.
Song Info
Charts
Peak #366
Peak in subgenre #33
Author
Dave Stannard
Rights
Dave Stannard 2000
Uploaded
December 20, 2008
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MP3 4.2 MB 128 kbps 4:36
Story behind the song
I seem to have written a 60's folk song!
Lyrics
I’m in love with a girl from Magdalen and she’s keeping me warm night and day But her touch is a torrent I’ve fallen in and been tidally folded away Fishing for complements Caught alive in a dive for devotion I drown by delight You set your sail too low - And I am inclined to spite the river flow Nothing you could do allowed me to breathe - Swept out to sea my love I told her tall tales of the high seas, said we had to bed down in the galley Then jumped ship when the mate said he’d Sail me over To the mainland, tour them alleys and bars I suppose I wasn’t looking that hard I castaway You set your sail too low - And I am inclined to spite the river flow Nothing you could do allowed me to breathe - Swept out to sea my... ... love, my Magdelen I’ve come back again I’ll try hard to mend your heart fortune deserted me - She swung and blackened my eye So farewell Magdalen, let it serve as a warning to all Who are searching the ocean, for deep-sea devotion Keep a lookout for riptidal lies. Hear the caution To keep to the deep now the map of my reef Shows a shallow shore there Lies the wreck of a man in the hold Who couldn’t be trusted with silver or gold You set your sail too low - And I am inclined to spite the river flow There’s nothing left for an anchor to hold Magdalen I have been lucky to love I should have been there but I thought I could use a lover less true I was towed out of view - thrown into the blue But a blessing to be swept out to sea, my love
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