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Far From Home

by KELLY OLIVER

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1.
There was a young boy. He thought he was a man. He'd done a lot of work, he'd seen a lot of lands. He loved the water, he loved the wind through his hair, he loved the country, and the city dear. He was always far from home, but he knew he'd always come home. He had a calling that was so far from home. My mama told me not to hang onto him. She said, 'He'll leave you for other things, and he might still love you, but he wants to see the world too. He has a calling, it might not be with you.' I didn't listen, I couldn't help myself. He was perfect, he was something else. He made me happy, for a while, he did. I wouldn't go back and change a single thing. But it got too hard for me to see how happy he could be, to be without me. I wanted him to be free. He was always far from home, but he knew he'd always come home. He had a calling that was so far from home. He was always far from home, but he knew he'd always come home. He had a calling that was so far from home. ©Kelly Oliver
2.
There's a sound in the air tonight, as through the snow we tread. It's the sound of a crying boy, wanting his mama's bed. And his hands are shivering, and white from the cold, and his nose is red. 'Darling you're a big boy, and you're being good boy, we're almost home', she said. There's no hurry for me to have my own son too, there's no hurry, but Keilan, are you coming to me soon? Keilan can you hear me, Keilan can you hear me when I think of you? Keilan are you coming boy, I'm waiting for you. There's a sound in the shanty towns, as the sunlight burns the street. It's the sound of a laughing boy, with nothing upon his feet. And his mother invites me in, she says 'Take a seat. Can I get you a drink, and I don't have much but I'd love you to eat with me.' And there's rags at her windows, but she doesn't care for those, 'My son is healthy and free', she says, 'what more do I need?' There's no hurry for me to have my own son too, there's no hurry, but Keilan, are you coming to me soon? Keilan can you hear me, Keilan can you hear me when I think of you? Keilan are you coming boy, I'm waiting for you. There's a sound in the air tonight, as through the snow we tread. It's the sound of a crying boy, wanting his mama's bed. Keilan can you hear me, Keilan are you listening when I think of you? Keilan, are you? There's no hurry for me to have my own son too, there's no hurry, but Keilan, are you coming to me soon? Keilan can you hear me, Keilan can you hear me when I think of you? Keilan are you coming boy, I'm waiting for you. ©Kelly Oliver
3.
See, see the sights with me. Breathe, breathe the air with me. And we'll gather the oars, or fasten the sails, and learn a new song, and learn a new tale, for when we sail. Say, say goodbye to your child. Tell, tell your lover to smile. 'And I don't wish to leave you, I know it'll hurt, but we have to live, so I have to work. So I must sail.' Work though day and night, loading cargo on board. Load the tonnes of supplies, five thousand or more. And repair all the boilers, and check the machines, and wash the decks, they need to be clean, for when we sail. Feed, feed the coal to the fire. Feel, feel the burn of the fire. And attend to the furnace and challenge the heat. And you're going mad, but 'stay on your feet! For we must sail.' No escape from the pain of it, 'til you're safe in your bed. No one cares for the signs that you're going mad in your head. And you've friends that can stand it, and friends that flee. They jump the ship, so they can be free. Free from the ship that sails. Tell, tell the story again. Tell, tell of Grandpa again. Grandpa worked as a stoker, he worked on his feet. The work was hard, you wouldn't believe. For so the ships could sail. ©Kelly Oliver
4.
Welcome home. Though I've never before seen from where I was born, and the island that gave me my smile. Don't be long, though you'll have lots of fun and you'll meet more than one who will treat you as good as you are. And all with a joke and a drink and a voice you could listen to hour after hour. There's that boy. And he's joining me in, and he's leading the way, as he shows me a day in his world. There's so much to see and so much to believe, you go on there, don't wait up for me. He showed me around and he walked next to me, and he made sure he walked on the side of the sea, and he started to laugh when I made fun of him. And he listened to me like I listened to him. We sit down, and we talk and we talk, and he knows what I mean, and he listens and tells me the same. I'm amazed, like I was when I heard how he played the first chord, I could listen again and again. The fire's gone out and there's smoke in my eyes, but just play me the one song again. And he showed me around and he walked next to me, and he made sure he walked on the side of the sea, and he started to laugh when I made fun of him. It turned cold, and we'd finished the song at the start of the day, I'd kept him awake for too long. Then she came, and he turned his head, he looked her way, with nothing more to say. Then she came. That was the end, but as I travelled home, I'll never forget how he sang me that song, he welcomed me in, he went out of his way, and he made me a part of his day. He showed me around and he walked next to me, and he made sure he walked on the side of the sea, and he started to laugh when I made fun of him. And he listened to me, he listened to me. And he showed me around and he walked next to me, and he made sure he walked on the side of the sea, and he started to laugh when I made fun of him. And he listened to me like I listened to him. ©Kelly Oliver
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Brazil Song 03:20
See me outside, let me in. Welcome me and feed me, bathe me, and give me space where I can lay, I will pay you back one day. I don't understand your words or your signs, but we're still laughing, and we'll forget the mess we're in. We can't talk, but we can sing. 'Come in here and see what's this, these girls come across the world, and look how tall, and look how sweet! Let them sit down, let them eat.' 'You know great, I'll show you small. You know wealth, I'll show you poor, and I'll teach you to thank the Lord. You know much, but I'll show you more.' On a dark night, the sun shines. We're alone now, with people here. Help me, help me now, I'll help you too. We were saved before we knew. 'You know great, I'll show you small. You know wealth, I'll show you poor, and I'll teach you to thank the Lord. You know much, but I'll show you more.' ©Kelly Oliver

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A special edition with updated versions of two of the songs from Kelly's debut EP from November 2013. Track 3 Grandpa was a Stoker now features the late great and much missed Dave Swarbrick which was also on Kelly's debut album This Land, and He Walked on the Side of the Sea features Will Pound and his wonderful harmonica is now track four, and this is the first time the song has been available on physical cd.

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released June 16, 2016

Produced by Lauren Deakin Davies
Vocals, guitar and harmonica by Kelly, plus Will Pound on track 4.
Fiddle by Dave Swarbrick on track 3
Bass Guitar by Lauren Deakin Davies
All songs written by Kelly Oliver
Released on Folkstock Records

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Folkstock Records UK

Boutique label releasing handpicked singer songwriters from the Folkstock fold.
Most engineering, mixing and mastering by Lauren Deakin Davies.
Except Bright Season by Bright Season - released 31st May 2014
The F Spot by Friends of Folkstock - release date 17th May 2014
Passing the Baton - Swarb and Folkstock friends - 5th April 2014
Debut EP release from Kelly Oliver on 26.11.13. Far From Home
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