Yorkshire Through The Ages

by Tim Hunter

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1.
Brigantia 04:13
Brigantia (Music and Words Tim Hunter) We worshipped nature all alone Worshipped in the morning sun Surrounded by standing stones In a green and peaceful land In an unspoilt natural world We worshipped the sun, the moon, the stars Nature made us what we are Then invaders came and set our culture aflame Subjugated us, imposed their will But they couldn’t kill our spirit, that remains So we made a stand, to defend our land We became Brigantia Any soldiers who are slain Will not have died in vain We’ll not end up in chains The North will rise again Hear our battle cry, we will do or die Brigantia! The Kingdom of the North Brigantia! The Kingdom of the North Brigantia! Victory is ours if we only believe In Brigantia
2.
North Rising 04:00
North Rising (Music and Words Tim Hunter) The North is Rising once again Believe in Victory my friend Let’s fight to the end Don’t be deceived The North is Rising once again Believe in Victory my friend Let’s fight to the end, don’t be deceived We’re not a region, we’re an island nation And we’ve been independent now for so long We’ve always had to fight occupation Now we all must unite to save Fair Albion The North is Rising once again Believe in Victory my friend Let’s fight to the end, Don’t be deceived The North is Rising once again Believe in Victory my friend Let’s fight to the end, don’t be deceived Make the sign of victory and take back our Sovereignty, and democracy No Surrender! Make the V sign!
3.
Yorkshire Day (Music and Words Tim Hunter) Yorkshire, Yorkshire Day Yorkshire, Yorkshire Day From the moorland way to the smugglers bay People always mean what they say It’s the Yorkshire Way And it came to be, God’s own country In 875 AD So this is Yorkshire Day Yorkshire, Yorkshire Day Yorkshire, Yorkshire Day These three ridings will never be divided All those who are born therein or resident and loyal to the ridings Will be Yorkshiremen and women Lord take us to the Broad Acres Where the White Rose grows From the fields of Green to the coastal scenes People always say what they mean It’s the Yorkshire Way Yorkshire, Yorkshire Day Yorkshire, Yorkshire Day
4.
Bloodaxe (The Last Of The Viking Kings) (Music and Words Tim Hunter) Bloodaxe, The Last of the Viking Kings, Bloodaxe, The Last of the Viking Kings In their Longships the Viking marauders came Pagan Plunderers bringing nothing but thunder and pain Bloodaxe, The Last of the Viking Kings, Bloodaxe, The Last of the Viking Kings Bloodaxe attacks! With Whirlwinds and lightening The slaughter begins In 948 Eric Bloodaxe is York’s new king Bloodaxe, The Last of the Viking Kings Bloodaxe, The Last of the Viking Kings In his palace in York Eric ruled with Gunnhild To keep the crown many killed He had many enemies Eric was ambushed and died, and he entered Valhalla Now he’s there with his Axe by his side Bloodaxe, The Last of the Viking Kings, Bloodaxe, The Last of the Viking Kings
5.
Maundy Money 04:02
Maundy Money (Music and Words Tim Hunter) (Chorus) Maundy Money, For the ordinary people Maundy Money, A gift from King John Maundy Money, For the ordinary people Maundy Money In April 1210 King John was in residence At Knaresborough Castle King John provided clothing to paupers Then on Good Friday he fed a 1,000 of us Maundy Money, A gift to the poor Of Knaresborough, The first King to Give Maundy Money, A gift to the poor of Knaresborough Chorus We must love one another, We’re all sisters and brothers We must love one another, We’re all sisters and brothers Maundy Money, A gift to the poor of Knaresborough The first King to Give Maundy Money A gift to the poor, of Knaresborough Maundy Money For the ordinary people Maundy Money A gift from King John, Maundy Money, for the ordinary people, Maundy Money
6.
Guido (Gunpowder speaks louder than words) (Music and Words: Tim Hunter) There was a plot to kill the Scottish King The protestant King James, The King of Great Britain Guido lived in the Knaresborough district In Scotton he got involved in politics and conflict Guido had the right intent when he entered Parliament He wanted to blow them all to smithereens This was his scheme Gunpowder speaks much louder than words ever will, ‘Cos words never kill Gunpowder speaks much louder than words ever did, ‘Cos words never get rid, Guido Oh Guido Guido went to fight in Spain and returned to London to kill King James He lit the fuse, it all went wrong and this is his song Guido had the right intent when he entered Parliament He wanted to blow them all to Kingdom Come That was the song he sung Gunpowder speaks much louder than words ever will, ‘Cos words ever kill. Gunpowder speaks much louder than words ever did, ‘Cos words don’t get rid Guy Fawkes, he didn’t like talk, His actions are to be remembered, every 5th of November
7.
Marston Moor (A Very English Civil War) (Music and Words: Tim Hunter) Marston Moor, A Very English Civil War The monarchy was restored, Revolution’s a bore Marston Moor, A Very English Civil War So what was it all for? Marston Moor secured the North of England For the Parliamentarians, But the Royalist resistance didn’t end We didn’t want Puritans We didn’t want politicians Was a Lord Protector better? No Marston Moor, A Very English Civil War The monarchy was restored, Revolution’s a bore Marston Moor, A Very English Civil War So what was it all for? In The Manor House in Knaresborough Charles capitulated But the monarchy was restored and soon Cromwell became hated We didn’t want Puritans We didn’t want politicians Was a Lord Protector better? No Marston Moor, A Very English Civil War The monarchy was restored, Revolution’s such a bore Marston Moor, A Very English Civil War So what was it all for?
8.
Prospects of Adventure Music: Tim Hunter, lyrics: Frederick McKinnon. Let Providence and Fortitude Be the winds that fill my sails To achieve my life’s ambition And lead me on great missions As a Yorkshire farm boy Roseberry topping I would climb To view the sea beyond the shore Other worlds meant to find As a toiling village shop lad With a teeming ocean near I’d sense a passion in my soul As Sailor’s tales I’d hear Now, it’s time to be master of my fate On Whitby ships I’ll go To sail the great North Sea I’ll study seamanship and stars There’s something calling me Let Providence and Fortitude Be the winds that fill my sails To achieve my life’s ambition And lead me on great missions Life on the land is not for me I want to be free I can see . . . Prospects of Adventure Let Providence and Fortitude Be the winds that fill my sails To achieve my life’s ambition And lead me on great missions Prospects of Adventure Prospects of Adventure
9.
The Smuggler’s Way (Robin Hood’s Bay) (Music and Words: Tim Hunter) Bring the contraband ashore They sailed across the windswept North Sea To bring us tea, gin and brandy With black sails, undercover of night They waited offshore for the lantern light Then, when the coast is clear The signal brings them near None for the revenue And more for me and more for you Bring the contraband ashore Forget about the things you saw It’s the Smuggler’s Way Down at Robin Hood’s Bay The Smuggler’s Way At Robin Hood’s Bay Brandy for the vicar And baccy for the clerk It all comes in undercover of dark Don’t question what you see, or things you thought you saw Just let the men go by and don’t you ask no more Then, when the Coast is Clear The signal brings them near None for the revenue And more for me and more for you Bring the contraband ashore Forget about the things you saw It’s the Smuggler’s Way Down at Robin Hood’s Bay The Smuggler’s Way At Robin Hood’s Bay If you wake at midnight and hear some people’s feet, Don’t draw back your curtain and look into the street. Don’t ask no questions and you’ll be told no lies, Look the other way my friend, let the gentlemen go by Bring the contraband ashore Forget about the things you saw It’s the Smuggler’s Way Down at Robin Hood’s Bay The Smuggler’s Way at Robin Hood’s Bay
10.
Wilberforce 03:36
Wilberforce (Music and Words: Tim Hunter) Wilberforce – can change the course of history Only Wilberforce – can stop this evil slavery You may choose to look the other way But you can never say you did not know Great indeed are opportunities; Great also is our responsibility Wilberforce – can change the course of history God Almighty has set before me Two Great Objectives: The suppression of the Slave Trade And the Reformation of Manners.  Selfishness makes us overate our qualities And overlook our defects We are too young to realize things are impossible... So we’ll do them anyway. Wilberforce – can change the course of history Only Wilberforce – can stop this evil slavery If to be alive to the sufferings of my fellow creatures, is to be a fanatic, then I’m one of the most incurable fanatics ever permitted to be alive. Wilberforce – can change the course of history Only Wilberforce – can stop this evil slavery (some lyrics based on Wilberforce’s famous quotes)
11.
Dracula (when the sun goes down in Whitby Town) (Music and Words: Tim Hunter) When the sun goes down, in Whitby Town Dracula’s around, When the sun goes down. When the sun goes down, in Whitby Town Dracula’s around. He sleeps all day, but when it’s dark he doesn’t lay, Dracula is looking for prey Dracula,Dracula Shipwrecked on the Demeter he came ashore In the guise of a black dog, wreaking havoc on the town, he has a thirst for blood When the sun goes down Dracula, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Dracula,Dracula, When the sun goes down in Whitby Town Dracula’s around, when the sun goes down He gives no reflection in the mirror Blood is his life, he casts no shadow Transforms into bat and waits for night Dracula,Dracula There’s a look of fear and horror on your face You might just die of fright Don’t stray where the bats fly in the night sky You’re only safe when it’s light Dracula, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
12.
Industrial Revolutions (Music and Words: Tim Hunter) Industrial Revolutions The Wheel Of Fortune turns around Bringing Railway tracks to Northern Towns Industrial Revolutions The Wheel Of Fortune turns again Bringing Microchips and social change We came down from the farms and the hills To work in Factories and Mills To be the workshop of the economy Back then we still had identity Industrial Revolutions The Wheel Of Fortune turns around Bringing Railway tracks to Northern Towns Industrial Revolutions The Wheel Of Fortune turns again Bringing Microchips and social change The world got smaller through technology Bringing cheap imports We closed our factories and fishing ports And lost control of our borders Bringing us disorder The City has become like a foreign place So it’s back to the country to find some space OK we’ve got global communication But we’re losing our sense of nation Industrial Revolutions The Wheel Of Fortune spinnin’ too fast How long can identity last? Industrial Revolutions, Industrial Revolutions Put on the breaks, For goodness sake, How long’s it gonna take Before we see the downside Of Industrial Revolutions? We’re only human beings, not machines Not meant to live like sardines.

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released June 24, 2017

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Tim Hunter Knaresborough, UK

'Through his musical albums, Knaresborough composer Tim Hunter helps bring to life the stories and legends of Yorkshire's rich heritage.' Yorkshire Post 1st May 2020.
Tim Hunter is a singer/songwriter/producer. His musical compositions range from pop ballads through to classic rock and have been enjoyed by audiences both in Europe and the United States.
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