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Attach an audio file to a post, is it possible?

Failing that you'll need to search out Waiting for Bonaparte by Men They Couldn't Hang for

Smugglers

The boat rides south of Ailsa Craig in the waning of the light

There's thirty men in Lendalfit to make our burden light

And there's thirty horse in Hazleholm with the halters on their heads

All set this night up on your life if wind and water speed

Smugglers drink of the Frenchmens wine and the darkest night is the smugglers

time

Away we ran from the excise man

It's a smugglers life for me

It's a smugglers life for me

Oh lass you have a cozy bed, and cattle you have ten

Can you not live a lawful life and live with lawful men?

But must I use old homely goods while there's foreign gear so fine?

Must I drink at the waterside and France so full of wine

Smugglers drink of the Frenchmens wine and the darkest night is the smugglers

time

Away we ran from the excise man

It's a smugglers life for me

It's a smugglers life for me

Though well I like to see you Kate, with a baby on your knee

My heart is now with gallant crew that plough through the angry sea

The hitter gale, the tightest sail, and the sheltered bay or goal

It's the wayward life, it's the smugglers strife, it's the joy of the smugglers

soul

Smugglers drink of the Frenchmens wine and the darkest night is the smugglers

time

Away we ran from the excise man

It's a smugglers life for me

It's a smugglers life for me

And when at last the dawn comes up and the cargo safely stored

Like sinless saints to church we'll go. God's mercy to afford

And It's champagne fine for communion wine and the parson drinks it too

With a sly wink prays "forgive these men, for they know not what they do"

Smugglers, drink of the Frenchmens wine and the darkest night is the smugglers

time

Away we ran from the excise man

It's a smugglers life for me

It's a smugglers life for me

It's a smugglers life for me

It's a smugglers life for me

There are no decent versions online that I could find, some live ones where I was in the pit but ropey sound quality.

The Colours is quite stirring for me too

Lambourne! Lambourne! Stop that man pissin' on the hedge, it's imported.

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Attach an audio file to a post, is it possible?

Failing that you'll need to search out Waiting for Bonaparte by Men They Couldn't Hang for

Smugglers

The boat rides south of Ailsa Craig in the waning of the light

There's thirty men in Lendalfit to make our burden light

And there's thirty horse in Hazleholm with the halters on their heads

All set this night up on your life if wind and water speed

Smugglers drink of the Frenchmens wine and the darkest night is the smugglers

time

Away we ran from the excise man

It's a smugglers life for me

It's a smugglers life for me

Oh lass you have a cozy bed, and cattle you have ten

Can you not live a lawful life and live with lawful men?

But must I use old homely goods while there's foreign gear so fine?

Must I drink at the waterside and France so full of wine

Smugglers drink of the Frenchmens wine and the darkest night is the smugglers

time

Away we ran from the excise man

It's a smugglers life for me

It's a smugglers life for me

Though well I like to see you Kate, with a baby on your knee

My heart is now with gallant crew that plough through the angry sea

The hitter gale, the tightest sail, and the sheltered bay or goal

It's the wayward life, it's the smugglers strife, it's the joy of the smugglers

soul

Smugglers drink of the Frenchmens wine and the darkest night is the smugglers

time

Away we ran from the excise man

It's a smugglers life for me

It's a smugglers life for me

And when at last the dawn comes up and the cargo safely stored

Like sinless saints to church we'll go. God's mercy to afford

And It's champagne fine for communion wine and the parson drinks it too

With a sly wink prays "forgive these men, for they know not what they do"

Smugglers, drink of the Frenchmens wine and the darkest night is the smugglers

time

Away we ran from the excise man

It's a smugglers life for me

It's a smugglers life for me

It's a smugglers life for me

It's a smugglers life for me

There are no decent versions online that I could find, some live ones where I was in the pit but ropey sound quality.

The Colours is quite stirring for me too

I don't know how to post audio files, but you do come up with the coolest things!

Mistress Dobyns

the technologically challenged

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The Colours is quite stirring for me too

I've loved "Colours" for years, been playing it a few too. Never seen the video before though... it's a little bit, well, Village People isn't it?

Foxe

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Just a tad....but it is TMTCH so I'll let them off. The rendition of Smugglers at Oxford

I'm in the mosh pit somewhere singing away nissed as a pewt having supped deeply of Addlestones Cider in the Gloucester Arms before the gig, aaaah happy days and filthy hangovers =o)

Just remembered the young lady from Magdelen College that took me back to her digs after the gig..............

Lambourne! Lambourne! Stop that man pissin' on the hedge, it's imported.

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