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Tradition and Trade

by Wetdryvac's Lair

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Clementine 06:40
Verse: In a cavern, in a canyon, excavating for a mine dwelt a miner, forty-niner and his daughter Clementine Chorus: Oh my darling, oh my darling oh my darling Clementine Thou/You are/art lost and gone forever dreadful sorry, Clementine Light she was, and like a fairy And her shoes were number nine Herring boxes without topses Sandals were for Clementine Chorus Walking lightly as a fairy Though her shoes were number nine Sometimes tripping, lightly skipping Lovely girl, my Clementine Chorus Drove she ducklings to the water Every morning just at nine Hit her foot against a splinter Fell into the foaming brine Chorus Ruby lips above the water Blowing bubbles soft and fine But alas, I was no swimmer Neither was my Clementine Chorus In a churchyard near the canyon Where the myrtle doth entwine There grow rosies and some posies Fertilized by Clementine Chorus Then, the miner, forty-niner Soon began to fret and pine Thought he oughter join his daughter So he's now with Clementine Chorus I'm so lonely, lost without her Wish I'd had a fishing line Which I might have cast about her Might have saved my Clementine Chorus In my dreams she still doth haunt me Robed in garments soaked with brine Then she rises from the waters And I kiss my Clementine Chorus Listen fellers, heed the warning Of this tragic tale of mine Artificial respiration Could have saved my Clementine How I missed her, how I missed her How I missed my Clementine Til I kissed her little sister And forgot my Clementine
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The Cobbler 02:58
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3.
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost, but now am found Was blind, but now I see Twas grace that thought my heart to fear and grace my fears released. How precious did that grace appear the hour I first believed When we've been there ten thousand years bright shining as the sun we've no less days to sing God's praise than when did when we first begun Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost, but now am found Was blind, but now I see

about

Don't buy it yet, folks.

This album is being generated as the vac takes in suggestions for traditional - meaning out of copyright, in addition to simply being traditional songs. Not sure how long the project will run, or what the final count of tracks will be, but I'm leaving it public so folks can hear what's being structured and perhaps suggest alternate chordings.

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released September 11, 2012

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Wetdryvac's Lair Weld, Maine

Wetdryvac is a consulting device, a musician, and a free will procedural ethicist. This makes for some seriously odd material from time to time, much of which is worked with here as Wetdryvac's Lair.

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