David Francey

David Francey

 McDonalds Corner, Ontario, CAN
BandFolk

Three-time JUNO winner

Biography

"A consummate craftsmanDavid Francey is one of the biggest stars of Canadian folk Music"Words & Music - SOCAN

David Francey - from carpenter to songwriter. Since leaving constructionto record Torn Screen Door in 1999, Scottish-born Canadian DavidFrancey is now recognized as one of todays finest singer-songwriters.

Franceys straightforward songs tell honest stories of real people and realplaces. Poetic perception and a keen eye for the heart of the matter are trademarks of Francey and his music. His songs and stories are a direct connection for audiences seeking depth and meaning in the day-to-day.
Shelter Valley FF

Francey has released 9 CDs to date. His most recent, Late Edition, has garnered much praise and two Canadian Folk Music nominations. Francey is a three time JUNO award winner and also had the honour of receiving the prestigious SOCAN Folk Music Award. In the last few years he took home the Grand Prize in both the International Acoustic
Music Awards and in the Folk category for the John Lennon
Songwriting Awards. David Francey was born in Ayrshire, Scotland where he got his first taste of the working life as a paperboy. At age 10 he was devouring the newspapers he delivered, establishing a life-long interest in politics and
world events while developing the social conscience that forms the backdrop of his songs.

David was 12 when he and his family immigrated to Toronto. His love of the landscape, the history and the people of his adopted country can be traced back to family weekend drives exploring southern Ontario. Music played a large part in these family outings. The Franceys sang traditional
Scottish tunes as they drove through the Canadian countryside. Davids dad and sister sang melody while David and his mother sang harmonies. Davids attachment to Canada grew with his travels. He hitchhiked across the country three times and then thumbed his way to the Yukon. This attachment surfaces in his songs of rail lines, farms and the St. Lawrence Seaway. His understanding of the people grew as he worked in Toronto train yards, in the Yukon bush and in construction in the Eastern Townships of Quebec.
In concert David Francey is a singer and a storyteller. His wry humour and astute observations combined with his open-hearted singing style have earned him a loyal following.

David lives with his wife, artist Beth Girdler. They have three grown children, Amy, Julia and Colin. Beth and David share their home with Colin, two dogs and a cat in the quiet but charming Lanark Highlands of Ontario.

Late Edition is like spending a perfect evening, passing the time with a good old friend and a few glasses of a
fine single malt, discussing love, the latest news, and life in general. Penguin Eggs Magazine

Lyrics

The Waking Hour

Written By: David Francey

I wake to the radio morning news
Just as the day is dawning
I watch from the window while a passing cloud
Dulls the hopeful morning
And I wonder will the girl I love
Come back with the morning
But the omen crow at the waking hour
Has given me fair warning

And the heart, that’s breaking
Never makes a sound

She was once my hearts delight
My need and my desire
She was my day, she was my night
My water and my fire
And I was once the same to her
When we still walked together
But my heavy heart, at the waking hour’s
Expecting heavy weather

And the heart, that’s breaking
Never makes a sound

I know love
I’ve seen loves face
I understand its sorrow
For every love I’ve ever had
Has always met tomorrow
Though I am Wednesday’s child of woe
I try not to be ungrateful
But I was born at midnight black
With a heart that can be hateful

Ballad of Bowser MacRae

Written By: David Francey

Ballad of Bowser MacRae (Words and Music: David Francey SOCAN 2007)

I was born in Cape Breton Born by the sea By the Seal Island bridge In sweet Boularderie
But by age seventeen There was nothing for me So I headed for Thorold Washed up on the beach
I slept in the Jungle Lived hard took a fall ‘Til I found myself standing At the SIU hall And with nothing to stay for No kids and no wife I signed on that morning For the rest of my life

My back it was strong And that strength never failed Up the Detroit River On the Ferndale I sailed
And now I am married To the woman I love She’s a gift I was given From Heaven above
And I call every morning And I call every night She’s all I ever wanted She’s the love of my life
Tonight down the line I heard my boy say Daddy I miss you More every day But when I hear your voice Then I feel alright I love you Daddy Good luck and good night

And now in the evening When we talk on the phone She says I love you darling When you coming back home I was born in Cape Breton Born by the sea By the Seal Island bridge In sweet Boularderie

Broken Glass

Written By: David Francey

Saw you standing in the cafeteria line
I’d have given the world just to make you mine
Saw you at your locker, in the high school hall
And it didn’t take a minute for my heart to fall

And when you hear a sound like broken glass
That’s my heart everytime that girl walks past
When you hear a sound like the rush of wind
It’s just me catching my breath again

Saw you on the bus, on the way back home
You were sitting so pretty, sitting all alone
Couldn’t think of anything much to say
Except I’ll love you forever, ‘til my dying day

And when you hear a sound like broken glass
That’s my heart everytime that girl walks past
When you hear a sound like the rush of wind
It’s just me catching my breath again

Seeing her now makes me think of then
And I remember how and I remember when
You’d go to a party hoping that she’d show
Then you’d dance in the darkness to Abbey Road

And when you hear a sound like broken glass
That’s my heart everytime that girl walks past
When you hear a sound like the rush of wind
It’s just me catching my breath again

Wonder

Written By: David Francey

Well I hold this love like the smallest bird
I hear each sigh, each tender word
Every hour spent in a day with you
Is a moment’s mercy for a heart so blue

When there’s only you in my world
When there’s only you in my world

And we’ll only talk ‘cause that’s how things are
You’re as far from me as the farthest star
Oh but how I wonder
Who you are

When there’s only you in my world
When there’s only you in my world
One boy and just one girl
When there’s only you in my world

And heart will break and heart will mend
When I see your face when we meet again
That heart will hope with all its might
For the briefest kiss at the edge of night

Come Rain or Come Shine

Written By: David Francey

Come Rain or Come Shine

One of the first love songs I wrote for Beth, on a rainy night on Highway 401.

Long road, dark night, nothing but headlights
But I'll see some bright lights, when I get home to you
Framed in your doorway with your arms open wide
I'll hold you in my arms, enfold you inside

And I want to tell you
Come rain or come shine
That I'll always be your love
If you'll always be mine

Sometimes I wonder what you see in me
Is it someone you're wishing or hoping I'll be?
Sometimes I wonder, I can't help myself
Will your love go someplace, with somebody else?

And I want to tell you
Come rain or come shine
That I'll always be your love
If you'll always be mine

Sometimes you wonder what I see in you
Just picture the sun on an ocean of blue
Just picture that ocean so deep and so wide
Feel the sun on the water, feel the pull of the tide

And I want to tell you
Come rain or come shine
That I'll always be your love
If you'll always be mine

Wwather Vane

Written By: David Francey

Weather Vane

The glory-bound
The beaten down
Hell-bent for love again

Forget the wind that howls in
And turns the weather vane

Everybody leaves their mark
Some profound and some profane
And everybody falls in love
And falls back out again
And everyone can recognize
And call that love by name

Forget the wind that howls in
And turns the weather vane

Everyone meets someone
They’d like to meet again
And everybody knows someone
Who likely feels the same
And everybody’s in the dark
And it draws us like a flame

Forget the wind that howls in
And turns the weather vane

Every day we find a way
To make it right as rain
And every day’s another way
We try and try again
When we succeed, we fill the need
And sanctify the pain

Forget the wind that howls in
And turns the weather vane

The glory-bound
The beaten down
Hell-bent for love again

Forget the wind that howls in
And turns the weather vane

Words and music: David Francey April 2012. Almonte, Ontario

Pandora's Box

Written By: David Francey

Pandora's Box

What’s it like behind those eyes
That watch the weary world go by
Unnoticed, unrecognized
Unbowed, uncowed, unbroken

Pandora’s box wide open
Hasp and hinges broken
Pandora’s box wide open

Amid the braying of the herd
And the steady fraying of the nerves
The din of a million million words
Better left unspoken

Pandora’s box wide open
Hasp and hinges broken
Pandora’s box wide open

When everybody has a say
When any dog can have his day
No leash to keep the beast at bay
No muzzle to get in the way
The measured words of discontent
Quiet voice raised in dissent
Wheels of justice badly bent
Bent and all but broken

Pandora’s box wide open
Hasp and hinges broken
Pandora’s box wide open

It’s what I see, I can’t deny
The evidence of my own eyes
Man exalted, man despised
Man all bent and broken

Pandora’s box wide open
Hasp and hinges broken
Pandora’s box wide open

Words and music: David Francey May 19, 2008. Elphin, Ontario

Discography

Late Edition - 2011 (JUNO nomination)
Seaway - 2009
Right of Passage - 2008 JUNO Winner
The Waking Hour - 2007
Carols for a Christmas Eve - 2006
The First Set - Live From Folk Alley - 2006
Skating Rink - 2004 JUNO WINNER
Far End of Summer - 2002 JUNO WINNER
Torn Screen Door

Set List

2 - 45min sets
Collections of songs from David's 8 CDs