Tim Wilkinson - vocals and mandolin
James Griffiths - electric guitar and production

Cookin' In Satan's Kitchen

Tim Wilkinson - vocals and mandolin
James Griffiths - E-Bow guitar and production

Calico & Sawdust

Cover of Marc Cohn's 'One safe Place'. Tim Wilkinson - vocals and acoustic guitar, James Griffiths - electric guitar and mixing.

One Safe Place

Willowman

Fall Of Trees

Anchor Up Captain

The Lifetime He Had - Tim Wilkinson
 
Now the sun still recollects what it was to shine
And the birds can still recall how they used to sing
There's a crumb of comfort in that
 
Climbed the hill in our Sunday best
To where we gathered in the churchyard
To lay him to rest
 
Brings to mind
Some small reasons to be glad
For the lifetime he had
 
A photo or two in black and white
Is all of his life that remains
That once held such colour and light
 
Through the wrong end of the telescope of time
His face looks like me, but younger than mine
 
Brings to mind
Some small reasons to be glad
For the lifetime he had
 
Now the sun still recollects what it was to shine
And the birds can still recall how they used to sing
 
Brings to mind
Some small reasons to be glad
For the lifetime he had
For the lifetime he had

The Lifetime He Had

Tula Jane


If I were a cowboy upon the great plains
Driving the beef before the age of the trains
And our trail it caught up with a travelling show
I'd join it to see where they'd go

If I were a ploughman so far from the sea
White seagulls are following my team and me
And one day the press-gang they took me away
I'd join Nelson's navy for a shilling a day

None of these things would I normally try
I'm just talking tall I'm just stretching my eye
But in search of clue I would leave all I know
If it helped me to find you I'd give it a go

And one day years from now I'd show up at your door
As a cowboy, a ploughman, a pirate for sure
Whatever it was I'd be dressed for the part
Of the man who would win back your heart

Imagine a steamboat in the days of Mark Twain 
And I'm up on the bridge with him watching the rain
And the old pilot says ''ain't you been here before?
Son, you should know every yard of this shore''

None of these things would I normally try
I'm just talking tall, I'm just stretching my eye
But in search of clue I would leave all I know
If it helped me to find you I'd give it a go

And one day years from now I'd show up at your door
As a cowboy, a ploughman, a pirate for sure
Whatever it was I'd be dressed for the part
Of the man who would win back your heart

Whatever it was I'd be dressed for the part
Of the man who would win back your heart


The Man Who Would Win Back Your Heart

Day of The Dead : written by Tim Wilkinson

I am the revenant come callin’
At the tail-end of the day
Down the mountainside I’m crawlin’
Robbin’ graves along the way

On the day of the dead, on the day of the dead now

My heart’s a votive cut from skin
My skull’s a murderer’s grin
Stoned ‘n stripped, beaten n’ whipped
No way to tell if I was breathin’

On the day of the dead, on the day of the dead now

Trippin’ across the power line
Switchin’ my point of view in time
Choosin’ life instead
On the day of the dead

Mother Mary wash away my pain
Dig up my bones and set me free again

On the day of the dead, on the day of the dead now

Trippin’ across the power line
Switchin’ my point of view in time
Choosin’ life instead
On the day of the dead

I am the revenant come callin’
At the tail-end of the day

Day of The Dead

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