lyrebird

lyrebird

BandBluesFolk

Lyrebird play 'good time' blues. Toe tapping, rockin' rhythms with strong Australian storylines and an acoustic blues backing.

Biography

LYREBIRD BLUES BAND is a four piece fronted by Pete on guitar and vocals with Kate on piano, blues harp and harmony vocals. The songs are story-based, ‘good time’ blues covering a wide range of styles within the genre.

LYREBIRD FOLK is fronted by Kate Henshaw on lead vocals, playing recorder, squeezebox, harmonica and piano. Pete plays guitars and sings. Working as a duo Lyrebird Folk play original storytelling Celtic and Trad folk with a contemporary slant.

LYREBIRD STUDIO is the studio recording outfit where songs from pop and country genres come to life. Pete owns and runs a busy Sydney recording studio and is the in-house producer and these recordings feature intricate arrangements including strings, woodwind, layered guitars, keyboards and vocals.

Lyrics

The Ballad of John and Paul

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

The Ballad of John and Paul
Paul said it all started years ago
when he was young and free to go
where he wanted to the boulevard by the beach
on the streets behind the rifle range
was where they'd meet
shooting speed and smoking cigarettes
hurling racial epithets at the meek

Paul said he met Johnny there
he was young and crazy but they were fair weather friends
and they'd go and get bent by the shore
but Johnny always wanted more than he could afford to spend
took to breaking in for cash.. they caught him with a stash in the end

Johnny said oh my god don’t you know
Time passes oh so slow
But i got plans when i get outa here
I'll turn this town upside down
Be the meanest man around
All these fools will fear Johnny boy

Paul said Johnny came back mean
with a vicious streak and a jealous dream to fulfill
he said it took real skill to break the cast
he said at last i can start to make my name
but he went down for a second time
served 12 years and left his prime in the past

The day that John got out again
he went to see his oldest friend
to ask for a task to complete
Paul gave John a 44
Showed him a plan and a way to score and flee
he said ‘Hey Johhny, you be discrete’
But Johnny couldn’t play the game
he killed two men and earned his fame for keeps

And Johnny said oh my god don’t you know time passes oh so slow….

words and music pete doherty and kate henshaw ©20th march 2006

Daddy Don't Like It

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw


Junior got busted with a pound of the best
They threw him kicking and screaming in a cell with his friends
Things look bad for junior-looks like he’s taking time out
But when your daddy is a rich man
Your futures seldom in doubt.

Cause daddy don’t like it that his boys gone bad
That boys’ bound for glory and it makes him mad
Gonna talk to his accountant and buy that boy some bail
Cause Mummy wants her boy back and Daddy don’t know how to fail

If Daddy don’t like it.. Daddy don’t like it.. Daddy don’t like it..
if daddy don’t like it, you know you better watch out..

Talk to the magistrate, talk to the mayor
Talk to the lawyer with receding hair
Make a one off payment to a family trust
Give a man a job forever and it all seems fair and just.

If Daddy don’t like it.. Daddy don’t like it.. Daddy don’t like it..
if daddy don’t like it, you know you better watch out..

You can’t buy the police that’s what the police say
You can’t pay enough to make the story go away
But now juniors got a mansion..he’s a powerful man
Juniors got a mansion..he does the best that he can

If junior don’t like it.. If junior don’t like it..
If junior don’t like it.. If junior don’t like it..
You know you better watch out!

Money can’t buy all the best things in life
They say the more that you got the less you see the light
It’ll never make you happy but it sure can clear the way
And if you’re ever in trouble its best if you can pay!

Words and music pete doherty and Kate Henshaw Jan 2006 ©

Lyrebird Blues

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

LYREBIRD BLUES
Intro 4 bars

Take me to the river we’ll watch the ships go sailing home
Take me to the river we’ll watch the ships go sailing home
If you’ll sit and watch em with me
I wont be sitting all alone

Wait until the daybreak when the lyrebird greets the dawn
Wait until the daybreak when the lyrebird greets the dawn
If we wait until the sunrise
We’re gonna hear that lyrebirds song

That doctor got me angry
That man been telling lies
He said he gonna cure me
But he just a salesman in disguise

Take me to the river we’ll watch the ships go sailing home
Take me to the river we’ll watch the ships go sailing home
If you’ll sit and watch tem with me
I wont be sitting all alone

I had enough of xrays and painkilling pills
I heard enough from nurses bout the fear of catching chills
I seen enough of crutches and wheelchairs to the door
I’m gonna take a fishing rod and catch my meal for sure

Take me to the river we’ll watch the ships go sailing home
Take me to the river we’ll watch the ships go sailing home
If you’ll sit and watch tem with me
I wont be sitting all alone

Words and music pete doherty and kate henshaw ©july 2005

Big John

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

NOT THE SUMMERTIME BLUES
Big john, he’s long gone
He left his home behind
Lost his heart to a two timing sweet thing
Nearly lost his mind

Little sue, she’s gone too
Down to Sydney town
Got sad cause she was treated bad
Didn't know what to do

Hot fun in the summertime
Down at bronte beach
Big john saw little Sue coming
But he thought she was out of reach

Months passed until at last
Big john took his shot
Got knocked back nineteen times
And then he got the lot

Hot fun in the summertime
Cosy winters too
Little sue said lets have babies
But john said I got too much to do

Leaving town I’ll see ya round
When next I’m passing thru
I’m going back to my home town
That’s what I’m gonna do

Hot nights dust and flies
Big johns got the blues
Rings Sue says great news
I’m coming back to you

It’s a funny thing
Suzies got a wedding ring
Johnnys never alone
He's got three kids and a long term loan
And Johnny never gets the blues

And don’t it make you laugh
Big John thinks he’s made his mark
Yeah Johnny thinks he’s boss
But Suzie calls the shots
And big John never gets the blues

Words and music pete Doherty and kate henshaw © November 14 2007

Lucky Blues

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

LUCKY BLUES

Come on sonny you need the money
It’s a just a weekend dash
In two days time you will feel fine
When you have the cash
Come on sister you get the gist
You just gotta take the chance
Its just two flights over two nights
Like a holiday romance
Guarantee Almost risk free

Do it for the money
Do it for the fun
Do it for the months you’ll spend
Lying in the sun
Do it for the glory
Do it with your friend
Do it cause you want the party to never end

Luck it comes and goes
with luck you're on a roll
but with luck you never know

Hello brother, you've blown your cover I Guess you’ll go to jail
But if you tell your story in all its glory
We’ll talk about your bail
So who supplied it and how’d you find it
And where’d you make the sale
And did I mention a life detention
If you won’t tell your tale
I Guarantee…you won’t go free

Did you Do it for the money
Did you Do it for the fun
Did you Do it for the months you’ll spend
Lying in the sun
Did you Do it for the glory
Did you Do it with your friend
Did you i it cause you want the party
To never end?

Luck it comes and goes
with luck you're on a roll
but with luck you never know

Words and music Pete Doherty © 21/11/2007

Voodoo Guru

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

VOODOO GURU BLUES Texas Swing 12 bar in Em 96 bpm

If you want the hoodoo then shes got the voodoo for you
If you want the hoodoo then shes got the voodoo for you
But if you want the voodoo then she’ll be a guru to you

If you need the danger then she’ll be no stranger to you
If You need the danger then she’ll be no stranger to you
But if you try to blame her then she’ll be a danger to you

If you want the hoodoo
If you want the hoodoo
If you want the hoodoo then she’s got the voodoo for you

Shes the voodoo guru
Shes the voodoo guru
Shes the voodoo guru
Shes the voodoo guru and she’ll put the hoodoo on you

Don’t go out walking when the moon is full
Because she’s got the power and she’s got the pull
She’ll boil your blood and you’ll strain at the leash
You’ll shudder and tremble and resemble the beast

Cause she’s got the voodoo
she’s got the voodoo
she’s got the voodoo and she’ll put a hoodoo on you

Shes the voodoo guru
Shes the voodoo guru
Shes the voodoo guru
Shes the voodoo guru and she’ll put the hoodoo on you

words and music Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw ©15/10/2007

Weekend Blues

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

Weekend Blues \

I can’t wait for friday, I got friday on my mind
I can’t wait for friday, I got friday on my mind
cause every single friday we have a real good time

I have to work on monday, and tuesdays busy too
I have to work on monday, and tuesdays busy too
friday is the best day thats the best day i spend with you

I’m workin for the weekend, so i can be with you
I’m workin for the weekend, so i can be with you
I got to get my work done so i can come and find you

The tax man calls on wednesday you know hes got to have his cut
i asked him to come once a month he said its not enough
I can’t wait for friday, I got friday on my mind
every single friday we have a real good time

Thursdays wouldn’t be so bad if they didn’t go so slow
you’d think that after all this time i’d learn to let go
I can’t wait for friday, I got friday on my mind
every single friday we have a real good time

I’m workin for the weekend, so i can be with you
I’m workin for the weekend, so i can be with you
I got to get my work done so i can come and find you

Words and music pete doherty and kate henshaw 9/11/06

Lovesong in Blue

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw


An old friend called me the other day
She said I got a new boyfriend and I want him to stay
Should I tell him so?
Cause I see him lookin at how the other girls dress
I don’t think hes strayed but I wont take no bets
Should I let him know?

Cause beckys havin babies and I’m in retreat
Janes got a career and shes run off her feet
I feel so lost its like I'm stuck in a loop
Old friend she said..what should I do?

I said old friend I don't have a clue
But maybe whats best for him is best for you too
Can you let him go?
She said I’m no judge but I think hes one of the best
Id leave him behind but I'd be such a mess
I'm afraid you know ..

'Cause Mandys got religion says I gotta find bliss
And Gails’ always drunk these days..shes' hardly even missed
Seems like everyone I know has found their own god
Old friend she said ..

I don’t wanna be famous Don’t wanna travel the world
I don’t need diamonds and I don’t want pearls
I just wanna make someone happy .. am I a fool?

I said old friend you know we’ve always been straight
About what we love and what we hate
You know I cant stand to see you so blue
You tell me ..whats best for you?

I don’t wanna be famous Don’t wanna travel the world
I don’t need diamonds and I don’t want pearls
I just want to feel special ..but thats nothing new

She said I don’t wanna be famous or travel the world
I don’t need diamonds and I don’t want pearls
I just want to be wanted ..thats always been true

She said I don’t wanna be famous or travel the world
I don’t need diamonds and I don’t want pearls
I just want to be cherished ..by someone like you
I want someone to love me ..someone like you
I want someone....

Words and music pete doherty and kate henshaw ©may 2005

Rainbow Blues

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

RAINBOW BLUES jazz blues in B

Do you remember late one September
Jimmy got the blues
He started acting crazy we were thinking maybe
He felt like he had nothing to lose
It was that bitch Alice and her poisonous chalice
But Jimmy lost it its true

He used to tell us ‘shes the one’
She made my life complete and fun
I can’t live without her
Ain’t she the sweetest thing that you’ve ever seen?
But Jimmys friend Ignatius thought Alice was bodacious
And Alice was up for it it seems

Theres a light in the window
At the end of the rainbow
Its always a happy place
The people inside are laughing
All excited and dancing
Every one a smiling face

Jimmys uncle up and died
Left him a fortune and Jimmy cried
But not as much as Alice
She came running soon as she heard
That Jimmy must be crazy
You’d have thought that he’d have learned

White wedding invited everyone
Huge mansion every toy under the sun...

Theres a light in the window
At the end of the rainbow
Its always a happy place
The people inside are laughing
All excited and dancing
Every one a smiling face

Alice played the stockmarket game
She was useless..its such a shame
They ended up with nothing
Alice left and never came back
And Jimmy he’s still waiting
He believes that white is black..

Theres a light in the window
At the end of the rainbow
Its always a happy place
The people inside are laughing
All excited and dancing
Every one a smiling face

Words and music pete Doherty and kate henshaw ©29th November 2007

Talk of the Town

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

TALK OF THE TOWN 12 bar with twists G#m boogie

He’s a poor boy , he’s the new kid in town
She’s a rich girl, wears her daddy’s crown
She fell the first time they met
But he waited till they were friends
They’re getting married…
It’s the talk of the town

Old Mrs Biddle down at the ice cream shop
She sells the sweet stuff but sweet she is not
She keeps saying something about beauty and the beast
Shes told everyone it’ll end in grief
And Joey the barbers been laying the odds
Looks like twelve months max has got the nod
They’re getting married …it’s the talk of the town

Oh but they were lovers meant for one another
Love that no one else could touch
Never had the money, always had to worry
Never seemed to matter much
Oh, but diamonds never rust

You know that her mother said hes all wrong
The daughter got angry, said her love was strong
She went to her daddy but her daddy got mean
Said that boy is the worst I’ve seen
The daughter threatened, she screamed and she cried
NOT ONE CENT said daddy while I’m alive
They’re not married…and it’s the talk of the town

Oh but they were lovers meant for one another
Love that no one else could touch
Never had the money, always had to worry
Never seemed to matter much
Oh, but diamonds never rust

Thirty years later the will was read
Your parents felt remorse the lawyer said
They walked from the office all the way home
Rang their kids on the telephone
Said are you sitting? ’cause we’ve got great news
We’ve got some money for you…
We’re getting married ..and we're inviting the town

Oh but they were lovers meant for one another
Love that noone else could touch
Now they ‘ve got the money, never have to worry
Doesn’t seemed to matter much
Oh, and diamonds never rust
Oh, and diamonds never rust
Oh, and diamonds never rust

Words and music pete Doherty and kate henshaw © dec 13 2007

Country Welcome

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw


I was waiting for my brother...he was two days late
When a local boy called me a city ape
I said 'you know that it’s not easy to treat you like a foe
But you are slightly sleazy and your brains a little slow'
Then I ducked a swinging barstool and I went into my stance
I threw a straight left and a right cross and I started making plans

Because he called his crazy cousins, they were waiting down the stairs
In a moment there were five of them, like big old angry bears
So I grabbed the nearest pool cue and I wrapped it round his head
The way he fell I must confess I was afraid that he was dead
Then I weighed up all my options and started running for the door
But the biggest bear beat me, I thought 'I’ve had it now.. for sure'

'Bitten off a little more than I can chew
I think I've got the blues..'

I took a right hook to the temple, saw stars before my eyes
And a boot into my belly made me sad to be alive
So I lashed out like the cornered creature I had come to be
And another of the bears fell down, then there were three!!!
But I took a blow that broke my jaw..
I thought my time had come
When my brother walked into the room and he joined in the fun

I said 'hello bro.. nice timing!'
He said ‘sorry mate, been up at grandmas culling the roos'
I said 'lets take care of business
then we’ll sit down and talk about it over a beer or two'

When the dust had settled, and those big old bears awoke
There was blood from here till Christmas, there were teeth and noses broke
And then I got afraid that we had started up a war
But the biggest bear came up to me and he stuck out his paw
He said 'nice fighting city boys you’ve earned yourself renown
That’s just how we greet you urban types, and you’re welcome in our town'

I said 'welcome!... you’ve got to be kidding
so what do you do when you don’t want someone around?
Oh well alls well that ends well I guess
Lets go get some dinner bro'
Guess I’ll be eating through a straw for six weeks or so'

So if any of you young blokes go up the country
and some local boy offers to rip your head off
dont be alarmed, just be afraid
He’s just offering you a good old fashioned welcome
COUNTRY STYLE!
'Lets get outa here'

Words and music pete Doherty and kate henshaw copyright jan 2008

Waiting

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

WAITING BLUES gospel in Bb

I’ve been waiting , waiting for a sign
I’ve been waiting , waiting for a sign
I’ve been watching and listening
You know that I think that its time

The clouds have stopped raining
But theres storms the worst I’ve seen
The summers getting longer
Hotter than its ever been
You know that I’ve been thinking
That I know what this all means

You know I’m standing at the crossroads
And the world is on the brink
I’ve got so much information
That my mind can hardly think
Theres water everywhere
But theres nothing I can drink

I’m gonna shout it from the mountains
And I’ll whisper it in church
I’ll tell anyone who’ll listen
For what my word is worth
Its time to give up waiting
It is time to save the earth

Words and music Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw © 6/3/2008

Save My Soul

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

Save My Soul

Every evening when the sun goes down
We wait to hear that familiar sound
They chain the door and ring the bell
And then they kill the light

Save me save my soul
I want to live till I’m very old
Going to leave this place one day
And walk out in the light

And I can feel it….
One day I’ll see the light

Oh my lover wait for me
One sweet day I’ll be set free
The setting sun will fill our eyes
When we walk out in the light

And I can feel it…

Words and music Pete Doherty ©10/5/2008

The Flood

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

THE FLOOD

Poppa get your little boat and row
Poppa get your little boat and row
Sail up every street
Save everyone you meet
Poppa get your little boat and row

First there was the thunder then came the rain
And for seven days and nights it was the same
When the river banks were breached
There was water in the streets
And still there was the thunder and the rain

Children clean the barn and spread the straw
We can always make some room for more
Give the folk a place to sleep
Work tomorrow but now we eat
Children the barn and spread the straw

I know its late and your tired
But we’ll save some room by the fire
I know theres people you don’t want to see
But come and help them find a warm place to sleep

Mamma fire the old wood stove and cook
Theres so many people come and look
Feed the hungry folk
Let them eat and drink and joke
Oh mamma fire the old wood stove and cook

Words and music Pete Doherty© 26/5/08

Battlesong

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw


We marched thru the night in the snow and the rain
And my feet were near frozen my fingers the same
When the sun rose this morn on this beautiful day
It was so nearly perfect I forgot my pain

But tonight we are camped with a hill on each side
And tomorrow we fight for our country with pride
The scouts are out tracing the lie of the land
And our weapons are primed and ready to hand

Its one for the battle, one for long life
One for the martyrs who fall in the fight
Hell for the traitors and death to our foes
And we will be heroes when we get home

We stand by our comrades tho not all are friends
For in war we are brothers till the fighting ends
We have fought in the snow and we fight in the heat
We march in the rain and the hail and the sleet

We will never surrender we were forged in the fire
We will fight till we conquer we will never retire
When the order is given we will rise up as one
And we’ll fight in the battle till the battle is won

Its so quiet now I can hear the enemy sing
At the end of the valley they make the hills ring
And their songs are strange but they sing them so well
I’m almost ashamed to send them to hell

But hell it must be for them or for us
And shallow graves and then unto dust
Now we must sleep and rise at the dawn
And fight in the battle for which we were born

One for the battle, one for long life
One for the martyrs who fall in the fight
Hell for the traitors and death to our foes
And we will be heroes when we get home

Words and music pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw copyright 25/4/007

Alfie

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw


I was standing on a corner in Abercombie Street, waiting for a cab to take me west
I got talking to a fellow- he was eighty if a day
about the weather and the fourth day of the test
and how Bradman in his prime was the best.

And he told me trams once rattled down the middle of the street
and he knew because he'd lived there sixty years
He said that that inner city Sydney was the best place that he'd seen
and the Rabbitohs had always been his team
and his lungs were shot from smog not nicotine

I gave up on that taxi and i took Alfie for a beer
down at the Berkely and we settled for the night
and he told me his lifes story- all his pain and his delight
but when i asked him how his mother lived and died
the little man just hung his head and cried.

Alfie took a little while , then he turned to look at me
he said I'll tell you what I've never told before
folks round here used to come to me and tell me bout my dad
how he saved the lives of dozens in the war
and what he did to help the local poor

And they'd tell me what a guy he was, how all and sundry loved the man
he was funny, he was handsome, strong and tall
and i must've heard the story at least a thousand times before
how he coached the local team to win it all
and how after that they loved him even more

he said Pete i'll tell you something and I trust you'll be discreet
cause there's some who still revere the big man's name
but my father wasn't all he seemed to everybody else
tho its true i loved the bastard just the same
yes its true i loved the old man to the grave

Alfie turned away from me and he looked into his beer
he said my father used to come home full of spite
and he'd bully my poor mother till she'd turn away and cry
and he did it every night until she died
and i'll never understand the reason why.

he was a devil in the kitchen and an angel on the street
he was a hero and a coward every day
tho there are many who have loved him i still wonder what they'd say
if they knew the sad and sorry home he made
and they saw the heartless games that he played

It was midnight when my friend and i walked back up Abercrombie Street
and we stopped when we arrived outside his door
he said son i hope you understand in life there's so much more
than the admiration of people you meet
and the high regard of neighbours on the street

He said my wife and i raised 5 children in this tiny little house
they never knew of ridicule or shame
and i guess my fathers legacy is their joyful love of life
and the smile thats always on their mothers face
and the way that its a home and not a place

Im not a devil in the kitchen or an angel on the street
i'm your everyday cricket-loving man
and if you're ever passing by i hope you'll have a cup of tea
and he looked me in the eye and shook my hand
and from that day till this i loved the man

he was charming in the kitchen and a pleasure on the street
as the years passed by i got to know him well
he was charming in the kitchen and i hope that we will meet....

words and music pete doherty and kate henshaw copyright feb 27 2006

Saturday night

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw


Heading home before the dawn
I see a light in the east coming over the sea
There’s drunks in Hyde Park and a garbage truck rumbles.
And I wish there was someone waiting for me.

Headlights fill the puddles with stars
Summer rain has a way of making everything brighter.
But fantasies lie lost in the gutter,
It’s another lonely Saturday night.

Saturday night in the city
Full of promises and dreams
It can leave you lost and lonely
And I don’t know what it means anymore..

To be out there in the bright lights
Where the in-crowd dance and the music’s loud,
Fast cars and fashion, pretension and passion
Surrounded by people but lost in the crowd.

Saturday night in the city
Had too many drinks that are given for free
The come-ons and knock backs just made me realise that I’m
Looking for someone to share breakfast with me..

Saturday night in the city
Left my heart in the arms of a guy down the Quay
Gave my bus fare to a drunk in a doorway
Cos he seemed even sadder than me..

And I’m walking home, my head is clearing
Can see the moon on the swell off the point at Bondi
The night will end and the day will come
And I think the surf will be good on Sunday.

Words and music pete doherty and kate henshaw copyright nov 2005

House on the Hill

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

HOUSE ON THE HILL

Theres a house on the hill
With the ocean below
Seagulls soar on the updraft
It’s a place I sometimes go

But the windows are always empty
No sound of laughter no children play
And the wind blows thru the open doorways
It stands alone thru night and day

Theres an old rope swing in the garden
Hanging from a tree
And a crumbling fountain dripping water
And the wind keeps blowing off the sea

But then one day it changed
There were bikes and boxes and an old brown dog
Happy people with happy things
A piano and children and flowers in pots
They threw the windows open and hung a wind chime for the breeze
And now the childrens songs and laughter echoes with the swirling breeze

Thersw a house on the hill
With the ocean below
Seagulls soar on the updraft
It’s a place I used to go.

Words and Music pete doherty and kate henshaw ©april 2004

Singlovesong

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

SingLoveSong

when the night draws close and the wind blows.
when the rain falls, the thunder roars and the road calls
when you’re on your way to a strange new place
miles away
if you’re all alone, far from home you can call my name
call it out loud, call it out strong and proud...
singlovesong
‘cause we will never be apart
if deep in your heart you
sing loves song

as sure as the sun rises in the sky as true as an arrow in maiden flight as long as the water of the rivers run
if you call I will come

as pure as snow falls from the sky
as sweet as honey and a babies cry
as long as blood thru your veins run
if you call I will come

when age has caused your sight to fade
and your final act is being played
when outer beauty is undone
you can call .. I will come
so singlovesong...singlovesong

at rivers end, where waters blend...
they singlovesong
where common ground is sought and found...
they always singlovesong
where love of life has conquered pride...they singlovesong
when lifes last light fades from your sight...
sing love...sing love...sing loves song

walls won’t hold it, words can’t mould it...
singlovesong
chains can’t bind it, miles won’t divide it...
singlovesong
laws won’t rule it, deceit won’t fool it...
singlovesong
time won’t end it, age won’t fade it...
singlovesong

WORDS AND MUSIC; pete doherty and kate henshaw copyright 2002

Vertigo

Written By: Pete Doherty

VERTIGO
In the forest And everywhere we go Thru mundane hours
a timeless thread flows
a time less thread flows

From dust and dirt
Thru mud the lotus grows 'tween past and future
a winding river flows
cool breeze blows
the tree of light grows

live long
tame the beast
devour the feast
love learn and grow

WORDS AND MUSIC pete doherty
©2001

The Source

Written By: Pete Doherty

THE SOURCE

Like dreams of the desert
Withered wild flowers
Like the drawing of water
From a well run dry
Like taking a journey
That travels to nowhere
Come turn away
Come turn away

Because burning blood red
Like a rose in a meadow
That’s calling the bees
from the trees to the source
diving so deep
for the fruit and the nectar
that’s coming your way
its coming your way

and when the wind blows
I will return

Loving and leaving
You keep dreaming the circle
Leaving believing it all for the best
Turning and yearning
To drink from the chalice
That’s coming your way
Its coming your way

And when the wind blows
I will return… I love you
I’ll be back one day

Burning blood red
Burning blood red

Burning blood red
Like a rose in a meadow
That’s calling the bees
From the trees to the source
Diving so deep
For the fruit and the nectar
That’s coming your way
Its coming your way

And when the wind blows
I will return… I love you
I’ll be back to stay


WORDS AND MUSIC pete doherty ©1999

Twenty Four

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw


So I’ve polished your boots and I’ve folded your shirts
I’ve wept all my of tears and hidden my hurt.
Come back to my arms love, come back to my bed
For it’s only been twenty four days, since we were wed.

In twenty four hours the soldiers will come
And my love will join them with his musket and drum
You’re twenty four years and my husband so new
You must heed the battle call and there’s naught I can do.

Now that you’re gone I miss you so much, for ev’rything reminds me of you
Though how can I miss what I’ve barely known, something so fine and so new
But like the nights when the moon is dark – the stars seem so much brighter
Or when the weather is hot in the midsummer days and the water is that much sweeter.

I'm writing this letter, I’ll send it to thee
For today for the first time, our child moved within me.
And I'm sure he’s a boy, brave, strong as you are
God bring you home to me, from the battle afar..

The winter is coming, the skies are grey, and they say we’ll have snow by November
I sit by the fire alone in the evening, and it’s your face I see in the embers
The young boys in town all long for adventure, and wish to go off to the war
But I hope they don’t for there’s tears in the eyes of the old man who sits by the door

As the first buds appear your newborn son’s in my arms
But my joy turns to dread, when the messenger comes
He said you defended your men to the end
But my heart has broken, never to mend.

Was the end swift, was it noble or awful; was there pain, did you know it was nigh?
Did you think of me, or your unborn child as you knew you were going to die?
Who gathered your body and laid it out. Who wiped the blood from your face?
Did they know you were loved by a wife back home who’ll no more know your embrace?

Were you wrapped in a shroud or a flag or a rag? Did they bury you deep in the earth?
What did you die for and who did it serve, and what is the life of one soldier worth?
Did the church bells toll when the battle was done, for the death of young men on both sides
Do the generals feel grief and sorrow for you or is that for the mothers and brides?

It’s been twenty four years now and your son is all grown
With a wife he does cherish, and a child of his own.
But the soldiers came calling again, just yesterday.
And he has that choice to make – to go or to stay…

Leaving Home Blues

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

Leaving Home Blues

Here’s a song I wrote for you
I hope you’ll listen, dear
I’ve tried to talk to you before
About things you don’t want to hear
You seem to think the problem’s only mine
You like to stay at home and think it’s fine (with me)
But I’m not feeling good about it.
I’m gonna try and to make myself clear..

Much as I love my darling son
You’re not so cute at 32
And as much as I dreaded the empty nest
It’s better than waiting on you.
You use my car – as if it’s no big deal
You eat and eat and never think to cook a meal
And I’m not feeling good about this
What’s a mum s’posed to do?

Sociologists have a term for this
- A syndrome that’s more common than you think
My therapist is sympathetic to my plight
And I tell you what – it’s driving me to drink!
Why would you want go and pay some rent out there
I cook your meals and wash your clothes and cut your hair
But I’m really not feeling good about this
Besides, your room is starting to stink!

This time of life I looked forward to
The time that’s meant for me
When your kids leave home and you’re on your own
To let down your hair and be free

So, I’ve been thinking about this problem of mine:
(The one that won’t go away)
And I’ve packed my bags, and bought a van
I’m heading for the coast today!
There’s a list on the door - its 4 pages long
Of all the things that you’ll have to do to stay on
Good luck son, and take care of the cat
Have fun without a mother in your way.

Ballad of Jane and Mike

Written By: Pete Doherty and Kate Henshaw

Jane sits and knits and sells her jams at the markets every Sunday
Then packs her car and drives back home and sleeps until it’s Monday
She has an office job
Five days to earn a bob
She’s lonely at night but that’s alright as she reads and dreams of ‘one day’…

Her scarves they dance with colours bright, her jams they glow like jewels
Her hair is wild, her smile is shy; she’s known a world that’s cruel
She grew up in a home
Where kindness was unknown
So she keeps to her books and her jams and the scarves that break the colour rules

At the very next stall on Sunday morn a new young man is there
He takes his books from an old black bag and lays them out with care
He tries to have a chat
But she’s too shy for that
So he smiles and watches her scarves unfold, and the sun shining in her hair.

At end of the summer their stalls at the market each Sunday are selling their wares
Their friendship can’t grow because Jane’s too shy, wants to but never dares
Mike gives her a volume of verse
She blushes and makes it worse
They are sonnets of love that she’s never known. Her feelings catch her unawares.

Autumn comes and the leaves turn brown and the market place is colder
One day Mike’s gone and Jane misses him, but too late, she never told him
A woman is there instead
Selling wholegrain organic bread
Where is the man with the bag of books and the smile that made her feel bolder?

Through the winter her scarves become brown and drab and her jams no longer glow
Jane lays out her wares on the trestle top but the days they seem so slow
She doesn’t know what she’s caught
She can’t get him out of her thoughts
She reads the poems and whispers his name, and pulls her coat tight as the wind blows

It’s spring and the sunlight is weak but warm and Jane unpacks her car by her spot
The bread lady’s gone Jane wonders who’s next as she parks at the back of the block
At the empty stall – just look
It’s Mike and his bag of books
She forgets all her shyness, knocks over her table and runs into his arms like a shot

So now at the markets a new stall is there with old books and bright scarves and sweet jams
Jane’s taught him to knit and their yarns entwine, like their hearts and their lives and their hands
She’s found out that happy endings
Don’t just happen between the book bindings
Mike’s thrilled with his girl with the wild brown hair, and Jane’s found her dream of a man.

Discography

'Alfie' By Lyrebird Folk Duo
On the album 'State of Play'; a snapshot of the NSW folk music scene in2008

Set List

BLUES SONGLIST
ORIGINALS
1 high expectation blues
2 Streetsleeper
3 Rainbow blues
4 New years blues
5 Vengeance blues
6 Sellout blues
7 Billys lesson
8 Big john
9 Lucky blues
10 voodoo guru
11 Feel so right
12 nevermind
13 offensive blues
14 Workingman
15 Black dog
16 talk of the town
17 country welcome
18 Weekend blues
19 back on top
20 Muddys Blues
21 Poor ned
22 Waiting for the sun
23 Preacher man A
24 Save my soul F
25 Grateful blues (don’t go)
26 The flood
27 leaving home blues
28 Waiting
29 Lyrebird blues
30 daddy don’t like it
31 lovesong in blue
32 ballad
33 tumbledown
34 the old must yield

COVERS
1 Astrid
2 wild side of life
3 Whole lotta rosie
4 Cabaret
5 big yellow taxi
6 Standing on a rock
7 Black and blue

FOLK SONGLIST SEPT 08
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