Great Big Sea UK - Discography:Turn

ALBUMS

Turn

If you don't know what the "Na na na" effect is, just listen to this one.....
Consequence Free

Na na na, na na na na na na
Oh, Na na na, na na na na na na
Wouldn't it be great if no one ever got offended
Wouldn't it be great to say what's really on your mind
I've always said all the rules are made for bending
And if I let my hair down would that be such a crime?
I wanna be consequence free
I wanna be where nothing needs to matter
I wanna be consequence free
Just say - na na na, na na na na na na
Na na na, na na na na na na
I could really use to lose my Catholic conscience
'Cause I'm getting sick of feeling guilty all the time
I won't abuse it, yeah I've got the best intentions
For a little bit of anarchy, but not the hurting kind
I couldn't sleep at all last night 'cause I had so much on my mind -
I'd like to leave it all behind, but you know it's not that easy
Oh for just one night
Wouldn't it be great if the band just never ended
We could stay out late, and we would never hear last call
We wouldn't need to worry 'bout approval or permission
We could slip off the edge, never worry about the fall

Feel It Turn

I had a dream I was moving forward, floating gently to the sun
Come to see my world rewarded - a new day has begun
A lost bird caught in mid-migration, far away to a foreign land
Offspring of a secret nation, a new day has begun
Well, I can see the earth below me
And I can feel it turn
Feel it turn (x3)
Fog lifts to reveal potential for generations prophesised
Our growth to be exponential - the promise is finally realised
Feel it turn
Across the sky
The world it learns
So must I ....
Cut steel wired into water, fixed links circumnavigate
Old men see your sons and daughters no longer, no longer hesitate

Jack Hinks

When Jack comes ashore he's got money galore
And he's seldom cut short of a job
He can dress now as well as any can tell
With a good silver watch in his fob
Poor Jack in his life was ne'er paired with a wife
Though sometimes with lasses he links
He's a seafaring, sailmaking, gamboling, capering, grog-drinking hero
Jack Hinks, oh, Jack Hinks
When inclined for to spend he walks in with a friend
And with pleasure he sits himself down
He tips up his glass and he winks at the lass
And he smiles if she happens to frown
And like a rattling true blue when the reckoning comes due
On the table the money he clinks
He's a seafaring, sailmaking, gamboling, capering, grog-drinking hero
Jack Hinks, oh, Jack Hinks
Bound home the other fall we fell into a squall
Round the northermost head of Cape Friels
We were washed away without further delay
At the thought, how my spirit it chills
We were bashed on the rocks like a hard-hunted fox
Of death and destruction he thinks
He's a seafaring, sailmaking, gamboling, capering, grog-drinking hero
Jack Hinks, oh, Jack Hinks
Jack, without fail was out in that same gale
Having drove across Bonavist' Bay
On Neptune did rail as he hauled in all sail
And had his two spars cut away
Oh, but Providence kind that so eases the wind
And on sailors so constantly thinks
Saved that seafaring, sailmaking, gamboling, capering, grog-drinking hero
Jack Hinks, oh, Jack Hinks

Some very evocative imagery.....
Demasduit Dream

I dreamt I saw a woman standing by the strand
Waiting for her people to come in from the land
Waiting there for seven days she built her fire in the sand
Waiting for her people to come in from the land
She had the look of a refugee hiding in her eyes
And when I tried to talk to her she answered with a cry
And pointed to the water out beyond the harbour line
Where a thousand ships lay waiting they lay waiting for my sign
But I remember days of sunlight
With my father by my side
And the children ran before us
Like the foam upon the tide
We ran like frightened partridge when the strangers came to talk
Bringing sickness round them and a thunder in their walk
We ran into the valleys and we ran into the hills
The young they ran before us driven by a stranger's will
I'm waiting by the landwash with the giant standing near
I see them coming always, the children in their fear
I'm waiting on my blanket and the giant waits with me
And I will wait here always as they fill the endless sea
And I remember days of sunlight
And I remember children
And I remember days of sunlight
And I remember
I remember
I remember

This one has overtaken Fast As I Can as my favorite Bob whistle of all time....
Boston and St John's

Girl, don't tell me that it's morning
Can we keep the curtains drawn
I haven't given you fair warning
But our ship, she sails at dawn...
And it's true I must be going
But I swear I won't be long
There isn't that much ocean between Boston and St John's
I'm a rover, and I'm bound to sail away
I'm a rover, can you love me anyway?
And if some suitor comes approaching
Will you let him through your door
And what if I return half-broken
Will you still want me anymore?
Close your eyes and dream and tell me what you see
You can tell me what you want, just tell me that you'll wait for me
But, oh, don't tell me that it's morning
Can we keep the curtains drawn
I haven't given you fair warning
But our ship, she sails at dawn...

Rod Stewart. End comment.
Margarita

I see you in the front row, dancing up and down
You're ripped and ready for a night downtown
And all the pretty boys are chasing you around
'Cause they all want to win your affection.
Spent three hours getting ready for the show
Nothing on underneath and everybody knows
Mama said wear a coat, you'll catch your death of cold
What's wrong with a little flirtation?
And then you smile at me, is that a wink I see?
Did I catch your eye? Should I even try?
Oh, my Margarita (margarita)
Like to meet you (margarita)
Margarita (margarita)
Think I need you (margarita)
Take your time, dance real slow,
Remember that song from the radio?
Got your old man's car, got a place to go
'Cause we all need a little temptation
Those two big fellas, looking for a fight
It's what they like to do on a Saturday night
Maybe it's the alcohol, maybe it's the lights
But they just want to get your attention
Talk to me, baby, it's all right
I might look strange, but I don't bite
And if you'll let me hold your hand
I can find a way to make you understand...
Called last call, now it's time to go
But I'm not the guy who gets to walk you home
We could have made history, I guess we'll never know
I'll see you in my dreams.....

I've tried to make the translation fit the tune, while taking as few liberties as possible...... sorry, my French is atrocious! So's my English, actually.......
Trois Navires de Blé

Un gros coup de vent de nordet
Nous irons jouer sur le bord l'eau
Un gros coup de vent de nordet
Nous irons jouer sur le bord l'eau
Trois navires de blé rentrer
Nous irons jouer
Sur le bord l'eau nous irons jouer dans l'isle
A great north-eastern gust of wind
We are off to play down by the sea
A great north-eastern gust of wind
We are off to play down by the sea
Three ships full of wheat come in to shore
And we go to play
Down beside the sea on the island, we are playing
Trois filles d'un roi veulent marchander
Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Trois filles d'un roi veulent marchander
Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Et les jolies filles envoler le coeur
Nous irons jouer
Sur le bord l'eau nous irons jouer dans l'isle
Three King's daughters come down to buy
We are off to play down by the sea
Three King's daughters come down to buy
We are off to play down by the sea
Their fairness makes the sailors' hearts to fly
And we go to play
Down beside the sea on the island, we are playing
La plus jeune avait le pied léger
Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
La plus jeune avait le pied léger
Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
A bord la barque elle a sauté
Nous irons jouer
Sur le bord l'eau nous irons jouer dans l'isle
The youngest maid on lightning feet
We are off to play down by the sea
The youngest maid on lightning feet
We are off to play down by the sea
Skipped to the boat to tease the sailor boys
And we go to play
Down beside the sea on the island, we are playing
Combien vendez-vous votre blé?
Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Combien vendez-vous votre blé?
Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Seulement pour vous, six sous de boiseau
Nous irons jouer
Sur le bord l'eau nous irons jouer dans l'isle
"And how much does your fine wheat cost?"
We are off to play down by the sea
"And how much does your fine wheat cost?"
We are off to play down by the sea
"Just for you, a bushel for six cents"
And we go to play
Down beside the sea on the island, we are playing
J'entends ma mère m'appeler pour souper
Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
J'entends ma mère m'appeler pour souper
Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Et les petits enfants pleurer
Nous irons jouer
Sur le bord l'eau nous irons jouer dans l'isle
"I hear my ma call supper-time"
We are off to play down by the sea
"I hear my ma call supper-time"
We are off to play down by the sea
"And oh, I can hear my babies cry"
And we go to play
Down beside the sea on the island, we are playing
Ooh, vous la belle - ooh, vous mentez
Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Ooh, vous la belle - ooh, vous mentez
Nous irons jouer sur le bord de l'eau
Jamais d'enfants vous n'avez eu
Nous irons jouer
Sur le bord l'eau nous irons jouer dans l'isle
"Oh, pretty girl, oh, how you lie"
We go to play down by the sea
"Oh, pretty girl, oh, how you lie"
We go to play down by the sea
"You've never yet borne children, pretty maid!"
And we go to play
Down beside the sea on the island, we are playing

This one also appears on the Rankin Street tape. I wonder when they'll get around to re-recording Johnny MacEldoo???
Ferryland Sealer

Oh our schooner and our sloop in Ferryland they do lie
They are already rigged to be bound for the ice
All ye lads of the southern, we will have you to beware
She is going to the ice in the spring of the year
Laddie whack fol the laddie, laddie whack fol the day
Our course be east-north-east for two days and two nights
Our captain he cried out "boys, look ahead for the ice"
He hove her around, standing in for the land
'Twas in a few more hours we were firm in the jam
Laddie whack fol the laddie, laddie whack fol the day
Our captain he cried out "come on boys, lend a hand"
Our Cookie makes the breakfast and each man takes a dram
With our bats in our hands it was earlie for to go
Every man showed his actions 'thout the missing of a blow
Laddie whack fol the laddie, laddie whack fol the day
Some were killing, some were scalping, some were hauling them on board
Some more they were firing and a-missing of their load
In the dusk of the evening, all hands in from the cold
We counted nine hundred fine scalps in the hold
Laddie whack fol the laddie, laddie whack fol the day
We are now off Cape Spear and in sight of Cape Broyle
We'll dance, sing, carouse me boys in just a little while
We will soon enjoy the charms of our sweethearts and our friends
It will not be long before we're down in the bend
Laddie whack fol the laddie, laddie whack fol the day
Laddie whack fol the laddie, laddie whack fol the day

IT WASN'T ME!!!!! shame, though.
Cant' Stop Falling

I wasn't looking for a lover, I wasn't looking for a friend
I wasn't working undercover, I wasn't trying to pretend
But then you walked across the dance floor just like the moon across the sky
And I knew that I would have to see more, I knew that I would have to try
I look into your eyes and I realise .......
Oh no, I can't stop falling
My heart betrays me
And I know I'll start to feel it all again
Won't someone save me?
Well she jumped aboard the Brown Line and I accidently caught her eye
She told me she was born a Libra, I told her I was Gemini
She made suggestive conversation then she lightly brushed my hand
Overcome by her temptation we jumped out down by the Strand
And in the English night I realise again ........
She asked me to come inside - we could just talk for a while
I wonder if I should but her touch, her touch it feels so good
I look into your eyes and I realise it again ........

Good enough on record, I suppose, but it's heavenly to hear live!
Old Brown's Daughter

There is an ancient party at the other end of town
He keeps a little grocery store, the ancient's name is Brown
He has a lovely daughter, such a treat I never saw
Oh I only hope some day to be the old man's son-in-law
Old Brown he sells from off his shelf 'most anything you please
He's got jew's harps for the little boys, lollipops and cheese
His daughter minds the store and it's a treat to see her serve
I'd like to run away with her but I don't have the nerve
And it's Old Brown's Daughter she's a proper sort of girl
Old Brown's Daughter is as fair as any pearl
I wish I were a Lord Mayor, a Marquis or an Earl
And blow me if I wouldn't marry Old Brown's girl
Blow me if I wouldn't marry Old Brown's girl
Well poor old Brown now has trouble with the gout
He grumbles in his little parlour when he can't get out
Oh and when I make a purchase, lord, and she hands me the change
That girl she makes me pulverised, I feel so very strange
Miss Brown she smiles so sweetly when I say a tender word
Oh, but old Brown says that she must wed a Marquis or a Lord
And I don't suppose it's ever one of those things I will be
But by jingo next election I will run for Trinity

I'm A Rover

Though the night be dark as dungeon, not a star to be seen above
I will be guided without a stumble into the arms of me only love
I went up to her bedroom window, kneeling gently upon a stone
I rapped on her bedroom window - "Darling dear, do you lie alone?"
I'm a rover, seldom sober
I'm a rover of high degree
And when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking
How to gain my love's company
She raised her head from her feather pillow with her arms up around her breast
Saying "Who's at me bedroom window, disturbing me at me long night's rest?"
"It's only me, your own true lover, open the door and please let me in
For I have come on a long night's journey and I am near drenched to the skin."
She opened the door with the greatest pleasure, she opened the door and she let me in
We both shook hands and embraced each other and 'til the morning we lay as one
"Well now me love, I must go and leave you; though the mountains be high above
Well I will climb them with greater pleasure that I've been with me only love"

Captain Wedderburn

A nobleman's fair daughter came down a narrow lane
And met with Captain Wedderburn, the keeper of the game
"Now my pretty fair miss, if it wasn't for the law
You and I in a bed might lie"
Roll me over next to the wall
Roll me over next to the wall
"Now, my dear good man" she said, "Do not be perplexed;
Before that you might bed with me you must answer questions six
Six questions you must answer me and I will ask them all
And you and I in a bed might lie"
Roll me over next to the wall
Roll me over next to the wall
"What is rounder than a ring, And higher than the trees?
What is worse than a woman's curse and what is deeper than the sea?
Which bird sings first, which one best? Where does the dew first fall?
And you and I in a bed might lie"
Roll me over next to the wall
Roll me over next to the wall
"The earth is rounder than a ring, and Heaven is higher than the trees
The devil is worse than a woman's curse, and Hell is deeper than the sea
The lark sings first, the first sings best, and earth is where the dew falls
And you and I in a bed must lie"
Roll me over next to the wall
Roll me over next to the wall
He takes her by her lily-white hand and leads her down the hall
He takes her by her slender waist for fear that she might fall
He lays her on a bed of down without a doubt at all
And he and she lie in one bed
Roll me over next to the wall
And he and she lie in one bed
Roll me over next to the wall
Roll me over next to the wall
Roll me over next to the wall

Here's one from the man who's been referred to as "the baddest accordion player on earth"....
Bad As I Am

Here I go again
My heart's on the line
I'm willing to pretend
One more time
I got some life to spend
On even rhymes
But when I reach the end,
Will you (will you) will you be mine?
This time I know you're not the answer to my prayer
And I have grown with each disappointment through the years
And as bad as I am
And as bad as I am
I'm still here
On the road again
I've paid the fine
Where now is the friend
I leave (I leave) I leave behind?
I'm going around the bend
One more climb
But when I reach the end
Will you (will you) will you be mine?

Back to Discography

If you have problems with the e-mail button above, my address is teddy@ukonline.co.uk