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This Has Been me Since Yesterday
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Aberfan

Alex Weir - vocals
Raymond Weir – acoustic guitar, keyboards, percussion and backing vocals.
Graham Weir – drums
Fraser Sneddon – bass
Peter McAteer – electric guitar
 
21st October 1966 - a whole mountain moved, became unfixed. A whole mountain moved, ‘twas made by man, moved half a mile down on the school … at Aberfan.
The morning roll call had just been read; those who were spared were those still in bed.
Miners summoned from their living graves exchanged their picks for heavy spades. 
When a whole mountain moved, became unfixed. A whole mountain moved, ‘twas made by man, moved half a mile down on the school … at Aberfan.
Two million tons of thick black slime, children buried, miners crying.
A miner dug without a spade; his sons were in that hellish grave.
Collier bosses mind where you tip - make sure your slag heaps have got a grip. 
A whole mountain moved, became unfixed. A whole mountain moved, ‘twas made by man, moved half a mile down on the school … at Aberfan.


Who wrote the 12-bar blues?

Alex Weir - vocals
Raymond Weir – acoustic guitar, keyboards, percussion and backing vocals.
Graham Weir – drums
Douglas Wilson – bass
Peter McAteer – electric guitar

The velvet path of glory

Alex Weir - vocals
Raymond Weir – acoustic guitar, keyboards and backing vocals.
Graham Weir – drums & percussion
Douglas Wilson – bass
Peter McAteer – electric guitar

To hear winds gently sigh, to see rivers gently flow
Ain't you glad that you were born attuned to peace and harmony?
To feel the warmth of spring, to touch the warmth of love.
But we alone don't have this sense of wonder.
Can the tears we shed, can the tears we lend ever be replaced?
Only we can find an ending to the story.
Should we let young people die and just turn our heads and say:
"How sweet to walk the velvet path of glory"
Let us search our souls, let us turn the page,
Let us lift the veil, let us all find a solution or an answer.
Let us pray for peace, let us take away the pain
So we can live with ourselves for everafter.
Can the tears we shed, can the tears we lend ever be replaced?
Only we can find an ending to the story.
Should we let young people die and just turn our heads and say:
"How sweet to walk the velvet path of glory".


Thoughts from a trench

Alex Weir - vocals
Raymond Weir – acoustic guitar, keyboards and backing vocals.
Graham Weir – drums
Douglas Wilson – bass
Anne Morgan – violin, viola
Tony McAffrey – backing vocals
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Going back to Georgia

Alex Weir - vocals
Raymond Weir – acoustic guitar, keyboards, harmonica and backing vocals.
Graham Weir – drums
Fraser Sneddon - bass
Danny Mitchell – pedal steel guitar and mandolin
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My ship is sailing tomorrow

Alex Weir - vocals
Raymond Weir – acoustic guitar, keyboards, percussion and backing vocals.
Graham Weir – drums
Fraser Sneddon – bass
Peter McAteer – electric guitar
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Back to the South

Alex Weir - vocals
Raymond Weir – acoustic guitar, keyboards, percussion and backing vocals.
Graham Weir – drums
Fraser Sneddon – bass
Peter McAteer – electric guitar

Outside the snow is snowing, the cold north wind is blowing.
And I sure know where I'm going - back to the South, babe.
Your letter said you're waiting, so I ain't hesitating.
Soon I will be making my way to the South, babe.
I'm gonna pack my bags, I've outstayed my stay.
And when tomorrow dawns, I'll be on my way.  
The Great White North ain't what it seems, thoughts multiply in your dreams.
Thoughts you get from magazines back in the South, babe. 


Hiroshima

Alex Weir - vocals
Raymond Weir – acoustic guitar, keyboards and backing vocals.
Graham Weir – drums
Douglas Wilson – bass
Peter McAteer – electric guitar
Anne Morgan – violin, viola

On the morning of August 6th 1945, sixty thousand Japanese ceased to be alive. A flash of light cut across the sky, a multitude were doomed and all because they did not sing the star spangled tune.
Bricks and mortar were blown like papier mache in the wind; when people came to find their homes, they knew not where to begin. The mushroom ball had raised them all, there was no bird on the wing. And all because they did not know ‘God Save the King’. 
Scientists defying nature split the atom wide. Gamma rays, fall out dust … there was just no place to hide. And people there were left without food, clothes and bedding; they looked around and clearly thought that it was Armegeddon.  
“One hundred thousand casualties, sixty thousand dead … Hiroshima, Japan west coast” was what the Red Cross said. Send all you can and if you will, for God’s sake send it soon. And all because they did not sing the star spangled tune.
I hope there’ll be no encore to that disastrous day, when children lay a dying in the streets where they once did play. The atomic cloud cast a shroud like an eclipse of the sun and moon. And all because they did not sing the star spangled tune.



Louisiana Lad

Alex Weir - vocals
Raymond Weir – acoustic guitar, keyboards and backing vocals.
Graham Weir – drums
Fraser Sneddon – bass
Danny Mitchell – pedal steel guitar and mandolin

I’ve been sitting here patiently waiting for a train to trundle by. I wanna jump a freight, I gotta to get to Santa Fe. But no trains showed and I’ll be blowed. I waited there all day. But nobody said it was siding where I lay.
I knew something was wrong, it wasn’t like the song that I heard the other day. You know the DJ said it was a ‘real hip thing’ to do. But the trains don’t come and I sit and strum just like he told me to. I guess I better call him and ask him what to do.   
Mister DJ, you know I’m feeling rather sad. Eighteen goddam hours and no trains to be had. But Mr DJ don’t you fear, cause the Senate’s gonna hear how you railroaded this Louisiana Lad.
I better take back the jeans that I got down at Deans, because they’re no use to me now. And this 15-string guitar can go back too.  And these cowboy boots won’t go with the suits that I wear very day. You see, my boss at the bank he wouldn’t like them anyway.  
Mister DJ, you know I’m feeling rather sad. Eighteen goddam hours and no trains to be had. But Mr DJ don’t you fear, cause the Senate’s gonna hear how you railroaded this Louisiana Lad.


Ah wis like that

Alex Weir - vocals
Raymond Weir – acoustic guitar, keyboards and backing vocals.
Graham Weir – Drums and percussion
Douglas Wilson – bass
Peter McAteer – electric guitar
Anne Morgan – violin, viola
Tony McAffrey – backing vocals

People cannot choose

Alex Weir - vocals
Raymond Weir – acoustic guitar, drums, keyboards and backing vocals.
Douglas Wilson – bass
Peter McAteer – electric guitar

Walk a mile in his shoes

Alex Weir – vocals, guitar and keyboards.
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