Life is the greatest gift of all , presented to the whole world .
Freedom , equality , is our call today .
The sun it shine's  down on me , together we will , be free .

Hey Mr pilot fly me up high , right across that beautiful sky .
Me and tne cloud's , we met eye to eye today .
The sun it shine's down on me , together we will be free .

Hey Mr trapper you know that's it's wrong .
Placing you'r nets where , they don't belong .
Release the Mother , to care for the young today .
The sun it shine's down on me , together we will be free .

Hey Mr  barman , serve me a drink .
I  need some time , to sit and think .
I'm in the black , i'm outta the pink today .
The sun it shine's down on me , together we will be free .

Hey Mr police man , put down you'r gun .
My hand's are up high , i'm not gonna run .
But i will tell you , i am not the one today .
The sun it shine's down on me , together we will be free .

Hey Mr jailer , i loathe what you do .
Locking up human's , like animal's in zoo's .
How you'r life you get , through today .
The sun it shine's down on me , together we will be free .

I won't recognize this circus , that i see .
No matter the sentence , handed to me .
The Judge he saw truth ,and set me free today .
The sun it shine's down on me , together we will be free .

Hey everybody come and sing , not for country , nor for king .
But for the happiness , it bring's today .
The sun it shine's down on me , together we will be free 


WORD'S AND MUSIC BY
David Dickson 

Together We Will Be Free


Loo....king back , ov.....er the year's .
Remembering the craic , the sweat and the tear's ,
Of yesterday , my yesterday , yesterday .

Thing's i've done , were somewhat strange .
There  was right , there was wrong , but i cannot change ,
Yesterday , my yesterday yesterday .

There are some thing's , i'd like to forget .
But they linger within , there my regrets .
Of yesterday , my yesterday , yesterday .

To be played instrumentally , with the accompaniment of the harmonica 

The past , it is passed , i can't hang on .
Memorie's will last , but yesterday has gone .
Yesterday , my yesterday , has gone .

WORD'S AND MUSIC BY ...David Dickson 


My Yesterday


Dear Abbey , dear abbey , i sit here tonight .
Pen in my left hand , dick in my right .
With so many problem's , i just had to write .
Please bear with me , Abbey sit tight , signed ... unhappy 

Unhappy , unhappy , i've read you'r complaint .
You are what you are , you ain't what you ain't .
My advice to you , to help ease the pain .
Go take a shower , in the freezing cold rain .

Page one it is finished , two three , and four .
Still i am writting , and both hand's are sore .
I've a pain in my neck , and yet there is more .
I can't sleep at night , i'm walking the floor , signed ... knackered 

Knackered , dear knackered , i've read you'r complaint .
You are what you are , you ain't what you ain't .
My advice to you , to help ease the pain .
Go take a shower , in the cold freezing rain .

Dear Abbey , i told you back on page three .
The pain that i have , down on my knee .
I can't hit the town , i can't play the field .
It's doing my head in , it's driving me crazy , signed in agony 

In agony , in agony , i've read you'r complaint .
You are what you are , you ain't what you ain't .
My advice to you , to help ease the pain .
Go take a shower , in the freezing cold rain .

Over on page one , i begged you not to laugh .
The picture i viewed , was you'r photograph .
My finger's but two , they need skin graft .
Now who's going to help me , tonight in my bath , signed ballixed 

Ballixed , dear ballixed i've read you'r complaint .
You are what you are , you ain't what you ain't .
My advice to you , to help ease the pain .
Go take a shower , in the freezing cold rain .

Dear Abbey , dear abbey , i must confess .
I'm lying in bed ,in a pink frilly dress .
My pantie's , the sheet's , they are a mess .
Just wanked over you , and it was the best , signed Ashamed

Ashamed , ashamed i've just read you'r letter ,
And over the year's , i've never read better .
Just like you'r self , i'm stuck up in bed .
Fucked myself drunk , over what i have read , signed Abbey ........satisfied


WORD'S BY ..David Dickson

Dear Abbey


I'm gonna sing a song ,about some girl's i knew .
All them years ago , let me start with Sue .
She was kinda crazy , come knocking at my door .
Early in the morning , two three or four .
She had long dark hair , it hung round  her waist .
She lost her virginity , to my face .
And i loved the way she moved .
And she loved the way i done it .

Let me tell you about , the time that i met Lyn .
She let me walk her home , but would'nt let me in .
I kissed her on the lips , i got to brush her bum .
She said enjoy you'r trip , it's a long way home .
A few night's later , i saw her at the dance .
I thought what the FUCK i'll take another chance .
And that chance it paid off , and she loved the way i done it .
Then there was Margaret , a strange type of girl .
Came up from the country , to a totally new world .
I put them kinkie sex thing's , right in her head .
She got me too perform them , when we were in bed .
Caressing . undressing , i heard her moan that's nice .
She knew i was'nt messing , when i FUCKED her more than twice .
And i loved the way she moved , she loved the way i done it .
And i loved the way she moved .........................
Yes that weekend was FUCKING brilliant .

WORD'S AND MUSIC BY ....David Dickson  


She Loved The Way I Done It



Wednesday night in lavery's  back bar .
Enjoy the craic, a toke and a jar.
Dander in with you'r old quitar.
Take the mike, and shine a star.

I'm not Bob Dylan, i'm no Mary Black .
I'm here and i'm willing , to put on my act .
Time wer'e filling, enjoy the craic, with me.

You hang around,you wait for Claire .
To sort ouut sound,and get what's wher'e .
Other acts , waiting, waiting to embark .
To name a few, there's, Stevie and  Mark .

I'm not Neil Young, i'm no Christy Moore .
But the songs  i've sung , their mine for sure .
I sing them for fun, and i hope, that you'r enjoying them .

HERE LISTEN UP..........................

Not forgetting , the back bar staff .
Or the punter's and Corm, who give us a laugh .
I've met some spacer's, i've met some stars .
These Wednesday night's , in Lavery's back bar .


WORD'S AND MUSIC BY ...........David Dickson
Written on Wednesday night the 23rd November 2005




Freedom

Wednesday Night In Laverys Back Bar


A message to you , Mr Bush , and Mr Blair .
Get you'r troup's , the FUCK outta there ,
You two Muppet's you don't care .
It's not you'r son you spare ,

Bring you'r troup's back home again .
Stop this WAR , Stop the FUCKING pain .
Bring you'r troup's back home again .
And stop this damned WAR .Shame on ya Mr Bush , Shame on ya Mr Blair .
Shame on ya...................................both ,

Bring you'r troup's , back home again .
Stop this WAR ,Stop the FUCKING pain .
Bring you'r troup's , back home again ,
And stop this damned , stop this damned , stop this damned WAR .

Shame on ya Mr Bush ,Shame on ya Mr Blair .
Shame on ya .....................you BASTARD'S  .

WORD BY David Dickson

Shame On Ya

Tension


D . o . p . e   dope run ,  D . o . p . e  dope run .
All we need , is a ten and a fiver , we'll get a quarter ,
of our supplier , on this  D . o . p . e   dope   run .
We wer'e all sat there wondering , looking at each other pondering .
Who the hell was gonna go , down town and score some blow ,
on this D .o . p . e   dope run .

I was forced to drive the car , on this dope run .
Just pull up outside the bar , on this dope run .
Key's were put into ignition , i was told my position .
On this D . o . p . e  dope run .

Don't be driving too fast , on this dope run .
I wan't my  life too FUCKING last , this dope run .
All i could hear was yakety yak , coming from the FUCKING back .
On this D . o . p . e  dope run .

This has been a nightmare , this dope run .
Give us a right scare , this dope run .
Flashing light's , police car's , punter's scattering every where .
And me sitting there ,on this dope run .

Crawling home up the road , from this dope run .
The cop's wer'e watching , so was God , this dope run .
Keep you'r cool , you'r doing fine .
Wer'e gonna fool them BASTARD'S , one more time .
On this D . o . p . e  dope run .

I gotta thank this guy , for the dope run .
When he sings , he sings of the beer run .
The lads tonight , have blow and cider , and yes i thank you Todd Snider ,
for the D . o . p . e  dope run .

D . o . p . e  dope run , D . o . p . e  run .
Had we had a few more pound's , we could've got ourselve's an ounce ,
on this D . o . p . e  dope run 

WORD'S WRITTEN BY ...David Dickson ..

Dope Run



 

We are , oh yes we are , wer'e cannabisite's , cannabisite's .
We are , oh yes we are , wer'e living a life .
Light up you'r joint , pass it around , wer'e gonna our point .
Their gonna hear the sound , of us cannabisite's .

Roll it ................................... roll it girl .
Light it ...............................light it girl .
Toke it ............................... toke it girl .
But most of all , most of all , enjoy it girl .
Light up you'r joint , pass it around , wer'e gonna make our point .
Their gonna hear the sound , of us cannabisite's .

Goverment's ...................... Hypocrite's .
Our cause .......................... to change their law's .
Protest we ......................... will at all costs .
We will fight for our right's , as cannabisite's .
Light up you'r joint , pass it around , wer'e gonna make our point .
Their gonna hear the sound , of us cannabisite's .

FUCK them ............................ Goverment's .
FUCK them ............................ Goverment's .
Light up you'r joint , pass it around , wer'e gonna make our point .
Their gonna hear the sound , of us cannabisite's .

WORD'S AND MUSIC BY ..David Dickson

Cannabisites


They are ladie's , of the night .
Some say it's wrong , more say it's right .
Oh please , won't you legalize .
Help them , get organized .

CHORUS.......................................................
Breath in , breath out .
Live their lives , without a doubt .
Oh please , FREE the ladie's of the night .

How much pain , must one endure .
Inflicted by , those in power .
The pimp's they come , the pimp's they go .
The pain they leave , no one knows .

CHORUS........................................................
Breath in , breath out .
Live their lives , without a doubt .
Oh please , FREE the ladie's of the night .

Their john's are , all walks of life .
Judge's , doctor's most have wive's .
They don't care , about their taxe's .
As long as their , getting sex ,

CHORUS..........................................................
Breath in ,breath out .
live their live's without a doubt .
Oh please , FREE the ladie's of the night .

Their profession , is oldest of all .
And still no one , heed's their call .
Why please , tell us why .
You still abuse them , still they die .

CHORUS..........................................................
Breath in , breath out .
Live their live's , without a doubt .
Oh please , FREE the ladie's of the night .


WORD'S AND MUSIC .....David Dickson

Ladies Of The Night

Here are some original songs I recorded in 2006.

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