A folk pop/sea shanty song that draws upon vivid imagery. Available as a vocal version and an instrumental version.
Track details
| Track ID number: | 19600 |
|---|---|
| Genres: | Vocal Folk / Irish / Celtic -- Folk / Americana & Nu-Folk -- World: Celtic, Irish music |
| Moods/Emotions: | Melancholic / Nostalgic / Wistful -- Passionate / Emotional / Melodramatic |
| Suggested Production Types: | Documentary / Culture / Art -- Historical: Older History / Ancient |
| Prominent Instruments: | Bass (Electric) -- Drums (Drum Kit) -- Guitar (Acoustic) -- Violin / Viola / Fiddle -- Vocals (Male) / Singing with Lyrics -- Vocals (Female) / Singing with Lyrics |
| Keywords / Hints: | singer-songwriter, banjo, mandolin, acoustic guitar, bright, quirky, indie, melancholy, harmonies, male and female vocals, stories, historical, celtic, english, shanty, sea shanty |
| Tempo feel: | Slow -- Medium |
| Tempo Beats Per Minute: | 80 |
| Artist: | David Harbottle Project |
| Composer: | David Maurice Harbottle (PRS) |
| Publisher: | David Harbottle |
| SRCO (Sound Recording Copyright Owner): | David Maurice Harbottle |
| PRO / Non-PRO Track? | PRO (What's this?) |
| WAV file bit depth: | CD-quality / 16-bit (What's this?) |
| Stem files available for this track: | No |
| Lyrics: | It was a stormy winters night, The snow lay on the ground, The Sailor Boy stood on the quay, His ship was outward bound. His sweetheart standing by his side shed many a silent tear, And as he pressed her to his breast, He whispered in her ear. Farewell, Farewell my own true love, this parting brings me pain, I’ll be your own true guiding star when I return again. Without a gale the ship set sail, he kissed his love goodbye, She watched the craft till out of sight and a tear bedimmed her eye, She prayed for him in heaven above to guide him on his way, His last and loving words that night re-echoed o’er the bay. Farewell, Farewell my own true love, this parting brings me pain, I’ll be your own true guiding star when I return again. But sad to say the ship returned without her sailor boy, He died whilst on the voyage back, The flag ‘twas half-mast high, And when his comrades came on shore they told her he was dead, A letter he had sent to her and the last line sadly read… Farewell, Farewell my own true love, on earth we meet no more, I soon shall be from storm and sea on that eternal shore. |
| Album containing this track: | (None) |
David Harbottle Project
David Harbottle is a folk musician based in the wilderness of Totnes, England. He paint pictures with his words and share stories of folk auld and new. He is a hardworking songsmith that places an emphasis on musical independence, originality and breathes new life into Traditional English Folk songs.
Having gigged extensively with his seven piece folk outfit; ‘The Friendly Cats’, David has completed three tours of Ireland, frequent tours of Italy and has appeared on Irish and Italian Television respectively.
David is now based in Devon and still plays with his folk outfit. Following on from e.p releases of 'Strangers', 'Ferrara Girl' and most recently 'Dawn Breaks', David is currently in the process of recording his debut album.
'Just to demonstrate the versatility of this guy – I still can’t quite believe how good he is’ - FolkRise
'Gorgeous vocals that come intimately to the forefront; the harmonies complimenting each other beautifully whilst each voice individually grabs and ravels you in, forcing you to listen intently' - For Folk's Sake (extract from EP review)
‘Really upbeat and kind of a lot of fun, another talented Totnes band’ – BBC Introducing