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My Auld Grey Toun
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I remember marching proudly down the high street, awash with flags and streamers, everywhere, and the pipers playing songs that my dad would sing along, and trying to spot my mother through the glare. In my auld grey toun, In my auld grey toun. Oh there's something in the air, if you look you'll find it there, in my auld grey toun........We have Scotlands finest King named round our abbey, we have many things to boast about thats true, though times have changed our town, it will never get me down, cause theres many special things there still for me......In my auld grey toun...In my auld grey toun, oh theres something in the air, if you look you'll find it there, in my auld grey toun.......I've scaled the ancient walls and read the history, I've even rested on St Magarets stone, I've stood amongs the fans, when big Jim was the man, I've drunk the bars that lay the cobbled stones....In my auld grey toun, In my auld grey toun, oh theres something in the air, if you look you'll find it there, in my auld grey toun......Oh I'd love to shake your hand Andrew Carnegie, to thank you for the gifts to me, all my summers in the glen when i was just a wain, oh these memories will always stay with me, in my auld grey toun, in my auld grey toun, oh theres something in the air, if you look you'll find it there, in my auld grey toun........in my auld grey toun.
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There's A Burning
03:59
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Now looking back i see myself, kinda lose my way, it's a different world that i live in today. Bright lights and starry nights filled my every day, i guess my time, was all just yesterday, and though i miss the warmth and all devotion, i realise, that something slipped away, that something was the sands of time it came up from behind, and told me, it was all just yesterday......But there's a burning...theres a burning...there's a burning in my heart for yesterday, there's a burning, there's a burning, t in my heart for yesterday. . there's a burning, there's a burning, theres a burning in my heart for yesterday..Now life can bring it's up's and downs, think I've had my share, hope the good lord takes his time on me, though the good times seem to be, far along the way, theres a burning, in my heart for yesterday. and though i miss the warmth and all devotion, i realise, that something slipped away, that something was the sands of time it came up from behind, and told me, it was all just yesterday. .But there's a burning...theres a burning...there's a burning in my heart for yesterday, there's a burning, there's a burning, theres a burning in my heart for yesterday. there's a burning...theres a burning...there's a burning in my heart for yesterday, there's a burning, there's a burning, theres a burning in my heart for yesterday. theres a burning in my heart for yesterday...theres a burning in my heart for yesterday.
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Common Ground
04:03
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I remember thinking Neil Diamond, why you wrote red red wine, was it based on a time in your life, or something that resembles like mine. Cause oh i know when the wine flows I'm guaranteed to have a good time, but my money keeps running and my bills keep coming and my glass just wont empty in time...And you keep me on common ground, when all seems lost i know my friends in town, and I curse the day, and i welcome the night when all my worlds collide...you keep me on common ground...Some people just live for the weekend...it's never been part of my life...and through the years I've done some wrongs, but everything's turned out alright...Cause oh i know, when the wine flows I'm guaranteed to have a good time, but my money keeps running and my bills keep coming and my glass just wont empty in time..And you keep me on common ground, when all seems lost i know my friends in town, and I curse the day, and i welcome the night when all my worlds collide...you keep me on common ground...you keep me on common ground, when all seems lost i know my friends in town, and I curse the day, and i welcome the night when all my worlds collide...you keep me on common ground....you keep me on common ground....you keep me on common ground....you keep me on common ground.
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Dusty Miller Rosyth, UK
At the age of 15 I discovered my love for putting down words in song was an easier way of relating things and how i felt. I
grew up in Rosyth Fife in the shadow of Dunfermline and continue to live here for what I regard my home.
I was the lead singer and songwriter in two bands in the 80's and recently lead singer and co songwriter with "The Sound Of Everything" This is my first solo album.
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