Name: Cornwall my Home by Harry Glasson in stuff
Duration: 3 min 25 s
Description: A song about my love of Cornwall. this has been recorded by many people in wonderful various ways. this is how it was written.

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My County, My Home - HAYLE - FINAL MIX

Not For You

By The Wind Sailor
(Final recording for the new album Into The Waves)

This song is now being sung around Cornwall by Will Keating and has been released on his new album 'A Remembered Walk'.


Written on the 5th of June 2022

The song is in memory of the crew of the barque Iota and the brave Cornish men who came to their rescue at Bossiney Haven, North Cornwall, in December 1893.

The story of the local community selflessly rushing to the aid of the Iota crew, left a big impression on me and inspired me to write the song.

If you are interested in reading more about the ship wreck, there is a post on my Instagram page. The original newspaper report and some photos of the ship, as well as a picture of Charles Hambly can be found in the Iota life buoy post.

If you would like to sing this song, I would love to hear the results sometime.

Please  message me if you need to download the track, the full lyrics are below.

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By The Wind Sailor 

Winter eighteen ninety-three a dozen souls set out to sea 
Well eleven men the crew would be and a cabin boy from Napoli 
Heading west for warmer seas carrying coal to the West Indies 
Iota and her crews journey crossed over into destiny 

By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 

Winter eighteen ninety-three a dozen souls were wrecked at sea 
Upon Lye Rock they clung to life off the coast of Bossiney 
A mounted man rode fast and tall into the port of Boscastle 
The coastguard heard the dreadful shout gathered some men an headed out 

By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 

Winter eighteen ninety-three the Iota was lost at sea 
Lowered down the cliffs Charles Hambly a rockman from Longrass quarry 
And through the wild winter squall he became a life-line for them all 
Before the storm was past and gone 
They hauled the men up one by one 

By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 

Winter eighteen ninety-three a dozen souls were wrecked at sea 
Nine saved by Cornish bravery three souls lost to the watery 
Winter eighteen Ninety-three a sailor died heroically 
Into the waves eternally with the cabin boy from Napoli 
Find a way home find a way home find a way home find a way home 

By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 

5th June 2022 

Jon Woode

Artwork: Original oil painting by Laura Terry lauraterry.co.uk

By The Wind Sailor (Barque Iota 1893)

Nothing More To Say.

Western Hunt Song

Written on the 5th of June 2022.

(This song is now being sung around Cornwall by Will Keating and is to be included on his new album 'A Remembered Walk', which is due for release in May 2024)

This version is lower than I would usually sing the song but arranged here with harmony ideas for singers.

The song is in memory of the crew of the barque Iota and the brave Cornish men who came to their rescue at Bossiney Haven, North Cornwall, in December 1893.
The story of the local community selflessly rushing to the aid of the Iota crew, left a big impression on me and inspired me to write this song.
If you are interested in reading more about the ship wreck, there is a post on my Instagram page. The original newspaper report and some photos of the ship, as well as a picture of Charles Hambly can be found in the Iota life buoy post.
If you would like to have a go at this song with your shanty singers or solo I would love to hear the results sometime.

By The Wind Sailor

Winter eighteen ninety-three a dozen souls set out to sea 
Well eleven men the crew would be and a cabin boy from Napoli 
Heading west for warmer seas carrying coal to the West Indies 
Iota and her crew's  journey crossed over into destiny 

By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 
Find a way home find a way home 

Winter eighteen ninety-three a dozen souls were wrecked at sea 
Upon Lye Rock they clung to life off the coast of Bossiney 
A mounted man rode fast and tall into the port of Boscastle 
The coastguard heard the dreadful shout gathered some men an headed out 

By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 
Find a way home find a way home 

Winter eighteen ninety-three the Iota was Lost at sea 
Lowered down the cliffs Charles Hambly a rockman from Longrass quarry 
And through the wild winter squall he became a life-line for them all 
Before the storm was past and gone they hauled the men up one by one 

By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 
Find a way home find a way home 


Winter eighteen ninety-three a dozen souls were wrecked at sea 
Nine saved by Cornish bravery three souls lost to the watery 
Winter eighteen Ninety-three a sailor died heroically 
Into the waves eternally with the cabin boy From Napoli 

Find a way home find a way home find a Way home find a way home 
By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 
By the wind sailor by the wind 
Find a way home find a way home find a way home find a way home 

5th June 2022 

Jon Woode

By The Wind Sailor (with harmony ideas for singers)

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This is a new Harry Glasson song which I have translated and recorded for him. Harry is playing guitar - and his voice appears in the final notes.

Ni Yw An Fleghes

Cakey Tea by Matthi ab Dewi
G                                        D                                     Em                          C
I spend my days on the tracks and ways that stretch across the moors,
G                                           D                       C                                D
There I’m found with my faithful hound walking carns and tors,
G                                       D                                C                                   G
The time I spend never seems to end – my luck is in living here, so,
G                                                 D                                  Em                     C
I’ll sing this verse for there’s nothing worse than leaving dear Kernow…

Chorus
                            D                   G
And when I’m back… I will call you…
        Am                                C
And ask you when you’re free,
                          D                G
And when I’m back… I’ll call you,
           C    Am   D             G      C Am C Am D
And we’ll… have cakey tea…

   G                        D                   Em                   C
A proper split is every bit the thing that I adore,
            G                                       D                               C                             D
With jam and then cream – I know it seems that this is Cornwall’s law,
      G                       D                            C                            G
I’ll get a maid to bake all day and knead up lots of dough,
               G                                            D                               Em                    C
And I’ll sing this verse for there’s nothing worse than leaving dear Kernow…

And when I’m back…

Cornwall my Home

Harry Glasson

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