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Turn The Year Round (Full Album)

by The Wilderness Yet

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Winterbound 02:37
When summer’s memory is weak When days are short and nights are bleak It’s then our harmony we’ll hold Against the ever-creeping cold When the thatch with snow is crowned, Bar the hatch, we’re winterbound. When all the harvest’s gathered in The squirrels must their work begin If acorns coat the frosted ground For harsher weather we are bound. When fog rolls in on autumn tides And on its coat-tails winter rides The geese leave early, dawn comes late But we must up and tend the grate. When the bees are all a-bed We’ll ditch the cart; unearth the sled And see how high’s the hornet’s nest ‘Twill tell how high the snow will rest. If fortune keeps us through the dark To see the sap rise through the bark New harmonies succeed the old To speed the fast-receding cold.
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Old Jacky Frost is knockin' at the door Don't let him in, no way sir Old Jacky Frost, been here before Don't let him in, no way sir Whether you're rich or whether you're poor He'll come knockin' all around your door Give him a chance, he'll be in for sure Don't let him in, no way sir Summer's lost and the winter's come Don't let him in, no way sir Days are short and the nights are long Don't let him in, no way sir Hear him knocking, don't complain See his star on the window pane Comes the winter, comes a man Don't let him in, no way sir See the sheep in the winter snow Don't let him in, no way sir All forlorn, nowhere to go Don't let him in, no way sir Coats so thick, the sun don't shine Oh how I wish that coat were mine To glad the heart so warm and fine Don't let him in, no way sir See his breath freeze in the air Don't let him in, no way sir Older, colder everywhere Don't let him in, no way sir Head bowed down, he'll make you pray For the warmth and pleasure of a summer's day Old Jacky Frost, he'll be far away Don't let him in, no way sir Spring will come and rise again Don't let him in, no way sir Jack in the Green will bring his friends Don't let him in, no way sir Fight the fight, defy the foe Old Jacky Frost, he will have to go He'll be back sooner than you know Don't let him in, no way sir
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Winter Song 02:04
When all life has left the ground When ice like diamond sparkles around When Jack Frost creeps under your skin Cold winds blow out the fire within When the swallow takes her flight When the day is filled with night Light a flame to guide you through Spring will surely come to you Darkness fills the icy gloom Still and silent as a tomb When the heart is heavy with woe Fill this room with an earthly glow Strike a flame and touch a hand For that is the gift of man Light the love to guide you through Spring will surely come to you​
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Oh the holly and the ivy When they are both full grown Of all the trees that grow in the wood The holly bears the crown Oh the rising of the sun And the running of the deer The playing of the Merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir The holly bears a blossom As white as lays the snow And deep beneath the spring she sleeps While icy winds do blow Oh the rising of the sun And the running of the deer The playing of the Merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir The holly bears a berry As red as any blood The heart of the merry green wood Beats through the frost and flood Oh the rising of the sun And the running of the deer The playing of the Merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir The holly bears a prickly As sharp as any thorn The frost that holds the fields and folds Is vanquished by the dawn Oh the rising of the sun And the running of the deer The playing of the Merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir The holly bears a bark As bitter as any gall Burn fear and blame With fire and flame As new year comes to call Oh the rising of the sun And the running of the deer The playing of the Merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir Oh the holly and the ivy When they are both full grown Of all the trees that grow in the wood The holly bears the crown Oh the rising of the sun And the running of the deer The playing of the Merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir Oh the rising of the sun And the running of the deer The playing of the Merry organ Sweet singing all in the choir
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Cutty Wren 03:46
“O where are you going?” said Milder to Maulder “O we may not tell you,” said Festle to Foes “We're off to the woods,” said John the Red Nose “What will you do there?” said Milder to Maulder “O we may not tell you,” said Festle to Foes “We'll hunt the Cutty Wren,” said John the Red Nose “How will you hunt her?” said Milder to Maulder “O we may not tell you,” said Festle to Foes “With bows and with arrows,” said John the Red Nose “That will not do then,” said Milder to Maulder “O what will do then?” said Festle to Foes “Great guns and great cannons,” said John the Red Nose “How will you fetch her?” said Milder to Maulder “O we may not tell you,” said Festle to Foes “On four strong men's shoulders,” said John the Red Nose “That will not do then,” said Milder to Maulder “O what will do then?” said Festle to Foes “Great carts and great waggons,” said John the Red Nose “How will you cut her up?” said Milder to Maulder “O we may not tell you,” said Festle to Foes “With knives and with forks,” said John the Red Nose “That will not do then,” said Milder to Maulder “O what will do then?” said Festle to Foes “With hatchets and cleavers,” said John the Red Nose “How will you boil her?” said Milder to Maulder “We may not tell you,” said Festle to Foes “In pots and in kettles,” said John the Red Nose “That will not do then,” said Milder to Maulder “O what will do then?” said Festle to Foes “A bloody great big cauldron,” said John the Red Nose “Who'll get the spare ribs?” said Milder to Maulder “We may not tell you,” said Festle to Foes “We'll give them all to the poor,” said John the Red Nose
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Turn the year round, turn the year round, The old king is dead, a new king is crowned In ivy, in holly, in mistletoe berry and bough, The jewels of the greenwood through cruel winter abound, To turn the year, turn the year round! In comes I a flash and a glance, For if I must die I shall lead them a dance, When be you so merry men, As when you're hunting the wren to... In comes I to brighten the dark, The thrush calling nigh from your sorrows depart What cannot be weathered When we sing together and start to... ​ In comes I a song bright and bold, With red breasted coat for to keep out the cold Leave of your grieving The robin's receiving old souls to...

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The full 15 track collection of winter songs, folk carols, wassails and tunes both old & new from The Wilderness Yet. (Includes both Vol. I & II)

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released December 14, 2021

Rosie Hodgson - voice, banjo, whistle
Rowan Piggott - voice, fiddles, double bass, whistle
Philippe Barnes - voice, guitar, flute, whistle

Recorded/mixed by Rowan Piggott (Scribe Records)
Mastered by Sam Proctor (Lismore Mastering)
Silhouettes by Frances Marriott
Design by Rowan Piggott

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The Wilderness Yet combines the acclaimed talents of folksinger Rosie Hodgson, traditional fiddler Rowan Piggott, and guitarist-flautist Philippe Barnes. Independently, they have earned audiences’ esteem as consummate musicians; together, they weave a tapestry of traditional & self-penned songs with a charm and familarity that is usually only found in seasoned line-ups.​ ... more

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