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You Change
The Thousand Dollar Ring
Dave’s World
No Longer Relevant
Dog Days
On the Brink
Oh Canada
Fish in the River
THE CLICK
The Sparkey’s Lament
Whitley Bay Holidays


YOU CHANGE

(Music and
Lyrics by Tim Readman; Copyright and Publishing SOCAN/Big City Productions
2001)

INTRO
8 bars
It’s my escape
It is unlikely
But the dark horse sometimes wins
You never know
How much to offer
You never know where to begin
It’s a beginning
It’s a challenge
It’s in the laughter after dark
When everything
You said and done
Can’t be that far off the mark
You
change
You change
You change
You change
INSTRUMENTAL
8 bars
It’s
in your eyes
It’s in the future
It’s just a darker kind of light
You’re feeling wrong
And then you realise
Sometimes you must be right
It’s on your mind that in the system
There’s got to be some better way
You realise you just can’t face it
It doesn’t matter what they say
You
change
You change
You change
You change
OUTRO 8 bars
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THE THOUSAND
DOLLAR RING

(Music and
Lyrics by Tim Readman; Copyright and Publishing SOCAN/Big City Productions
2001)

Instrumental
16 bars
1.
Once when she was young and fair and in the moment’s heat
She met a man she did not know and they made love so sweet
And all at once the morning sickness told her it was true
She was with child, she found him out there was nothing else to do
2.
Once when he was young and harsh and in the moment’s heat
He gave her a thousand dollar ring and walked her down the street
Oh this will pay for our mistake to be clinically erased
Then he kissed her on the cheek and he turned and ran away
Instrumental
4 bars
3.
She kept the ring and had the child like him her fortune grew
But when the boy reach twenty-one she knew what she must do
She brought the thousand dollar ring and placed it in his hand
Just before he went away to sail to foreign lands
4.
This ring is your inheritance I got it shining new
It’s the thousand dollar ring your father gave to you
He wore it every day and night as he travelled far away
One night the boy walked into a bar in far off Whitley Bay
Instrumental
8 bars
5.
And as he drank like sailors do a man came up to him
And as they got to talking then he pointed to the ring
That’s a canny piece of jewellry for a boy who sails the sea
Oh that’s the thousand dollar ring my father gave to me
6.
Oh pray tell me your mother’s name, her name is Mary White
Which was the colour that he turned as if he’d had a fright
That cannot be, where are you from? I’m from Vancouver Town
Then he scrambled for his glass and he drank his whisky down
7.
He coughed and then he spluttered then he said he’d have to go
I felt a strange sensation, what it was I did not know
Then to my complete surprise he said I never knew
That you’d have your father’s roving eyes, those eyes of baby blue
Instrumental
8 bars
The Thousand Dollar Ring (cont.)
8.
You can get yourself into trouble but you can’t buy your way out
You can sweep it under the carpet but the truth it will come out
And now I thank my lucky stars my Mother saved the fee
She kept the thousand dollar ring my father gave to me
She kept the thousand dollar ring my father gave to me
OUTRO
8 bars
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DAVE’S WORLD
(Music by
Tim and Gina Readman and Lyrics by Tim Readman; Copyright and Publishing
SOCAN/Big City Productions 2001

Intro

1.
Now Dave Alexander is an excellent bloke,
A unique eccentric and that’s not a joke,
Anthropologist, teacher and counselor too,
A museum builder who cares about you.
2.
Historian, politician, environmentally sound,
He leased half an acre of Maple Ridge ground,
Built a recycled treasure, preservation unfurled,
A living museum and he called it Dave’s World.
Instrumental
3.
A roadside attraction which thousands have seen,
But there’s so much more in his visionary dreams,
Art, artifacts and Canadiana,
A virtual Nirvana of memorabilia.
4.
It looks like a junkyard when you see it first,
But if that is your judgment it couldn’t be worse,
Because everything there has a value you’ll see,
It’s a living museum for the people that’s free.
Double instrumental
5.
He goes off in his pick-up to pick up his treasure,
Of toys, flags and photos whose worth he will measure,
Journals, newspapers all yellow and curled,
But they all have their rightful place here in Dave’s World.
6.
You can make a deposit in his cultural bank,
Historical items and antiques he’ll rank,
A curator of beauty in things from the past,
Dave’s World makes sure that yesterday lasts.
Instrumental
7.
We need people like David in this world of ours,
The powers that be don’t have visionary powers,
They haven’t the foresight to save history,
So David built Dave’s World for you and for me
So David built Dave’s World for you and for me
So David built Dave’s World for you and for me.

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NO LONGER RELEVANT
(Music and
Lyrics by Tim Readman; Copyright and Publishing SOCAN/Big City Productions
2001)

INTRO
8 bars with pick up
1.
You talk as if those things that happened in the past
Are strange memories or just unpleasant thoughts
That you dispel from your oh so clear mind
And the spirit that unleashed them
Was long since laid to rest
It’s no longer relevant today
2.
Then you find in the long run that in your darkest hour
They’re the songs that you reach for but they’re much too deep to
grasp
And then you find that the questions that you used to ask by nature
Have answers that you’d rather not hear until the last
It’s no longer relevant today
It’s no longer relevant today
It’s no longer relevant today
It’s no longer relevant today
INSTRUMENTAL
8 bars
3.
I can’t find I just can’t find
A good reason to go on
When all the things that I’m trying
Are starting to go wrong
And if I cared enough about it
I would find out who I am
But I never talk to strangers
Who don’t know where I’m from
I’ll make another plan
And sit right down here in the middle of the shape we’re in
Finding in the long run that if you’re talking money
The world comes walking in
It’s no longer relevant today
It’s no longer relevant today
It’s no longer relevant today
It’s no longer relevant today
It’s no longer relevant today
It’s no longer relevant today
It’s no longer relevant today
It’s no longer relevant today
OUTRO INSTRUMENTAL 8 bars

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DOG DAYS
(Music and
Lyrics by Tim Readman; Copyright and Publishing SOCAN/Big City Productions
2001)

Intro 10 bars
These
are the dog days my friend
It seems like they’ll never end
It’s all within you and it’s all behind me
I am without you because I can’t love you again
Loving
again is a crime
You break all your rules over time
I am beside myself and not beside you
I am up on the shelf
And can’t find a way to again
Again
and again we’re feeling the pain
Of wanting so bad to be loving and loved
Together we’re feeling the strain
Of not being separate but living apart
Of troubles between our heads and our hearts
Our loins and our brains
Are we going insane or is ending the game how you start
Too
many cat fights we had
You know it was driving us mad
We fought and fought and then we loved again
Let’s end the prayer with a giant Amen
Not again, not again
It is sad but it’s never again
INSTRUMENTAL
36 bars
These
are the dog days my friend
It seems like they’ll never end
It’s all within you and it’s all behind me
I am without you because I can’t love you again
It’s all beneath you and you’re not beneath me
I am without you because I can’t love you again
OUTRO 10 bars
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ON THE BRINK
(Music and
Lyrics by Tim Readman; Copyright and Publishing SOCAN/Big City Productions
2001)

INTRO
8 bars
1.
Running to and fro on the edge of a nation on the brink
Even if you had the time you haven’t got the sense to think
Trying to defeat the objections of a mad minority
CHORUS
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
Shattered into pieces
Instrumental
8 bars
2.
Eleven and a half hours later there’s no point in going on
Even if the time was right you know the climate would be wrong
Half a day of talking doesn’t seem to matter much to me
CHORUS
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
Shattered into pieces
Instrumental
8 bars
3.
Got to understand what we’re dealing with and what we have to say
They’re gambling with our lives and the odds are getting shorter every
day
Two old men will never solve the problems of humanity
CHORUS
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
It’s no wonder that the peace is shattered
Shattered into pieces
OUTRO
8 bars
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OH CANADA
(Music and
Lyrics by Tim Readman; Copyright and Publishing SOCAN/Big City Productions
2001)

They
say you have no character but I have met a-plenty
They say you’re big and open I say you’re never empty
They
say you lack identity you don’t know who you are
But you are still developing and it’s so good so far
CHORUS
Oh Canada, Oh Oh Canada
They
say the people are polite I like them that way myself
When you fall in love with Canada she won’t leave you on the shelf
They
say you have no history I tell them they are wrong
I say you have to listen to the stories and the songs
CHORUS
Oh Canada, Oh Oh Canada
Instrumental
They
sat it’s better back at home and then they go and leave it
And you have been so good to me that I cannot believe it
So
drink a toast to Canada the true north strong and free
We can stay united ‘cos it’s here we want to be
CHORUS
Oh Canada, Oh Oh Canada
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FISH IN THE
RIVER

(Music
and Lyrics by Tim Readman; Copyright and Publishing SOCAN/Big City
Productions 2001)

Now the fight is over, now the battles lost
We have buried our dead, we have counted the cost
Nothing lasts for ever, excepting for hope
We have left it behind, we have learned how to cope
CHORUS
There’ll be fish in the river and no coal in the sea
And the children will swim where the docks used to be
There’ll be fish in the river and no coal in the sea
And the children will swim where the docks used to be
We
have left it behind, and now a future we see
The Earth was so scarred, but now it is free
To heal and to mend, to blossom and bloom
All the ghosts of our past will be resting soon
CHORUS
There’ll be fish in the river and no coal in the sea
And the children will swim where the docks used to be
There’ll be fish in the river and no coal in the sea
And the children will swim where the docks used to be
Instrumental
CHORUS
There’ll be fish in the river and no coal in the sea
And the children will swim where the docks used to be
There’ll be fish in the river and no coal in the sea
And the children will swim where the docks used to be
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THE CLICK
(Music and
Lyrics by Tim Readman; Copyright and Publishing SOCAN/Big City Productions
2001)

Got
no time for sentimental thinking
The kind of nostalgia brought on by too much drinking
Where was I, I can’t remember now
But I know I must have ended up here somehow
Didn’t
hear the click but the picture changed
Didn’t hear the gun but I ran the race
Didn’t see the time slipping by so fast
When you catch it up you can make it last
Didn’t hear the click
It’s
the same old question where is love lying bleeding
I got a heavy heart I’ve been doing some heavy thinking
If I make a change it’ll work somehow
But I must have made it up
It seems unreal somehow
Didn’t
hear the click but the picture changed
Didn’t hear the gun but I ran the race
Didn’t see the time slipping by so fast
When you catch it up you can make it last
Didn’t hear the click
Got
to make up my mind and take some decisions
But you know it’s hard ‘cos there’s a life there for living
If you love life it’ll love you back
There ain’t no use in arguing, a fact’s a fact
Didn’t
hear the click but the picture changed
Didn’t hear the gun but I ran the race
Didn’t see the time slipping by so fast
When you catch it up you can make it last
Didn’t
hear the click but the picture changed
Didn’t hear the gun but I ran the race
Didn’t see the time slipping by so fast
When you catch it up you can make it last
Didn’t hear the click
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THE SPARKEY’S
LAMENT

(Music and
Lyrics by Tim Readman; Copyright and Publishing SOCAN/Big City Productions
2001)

1.
I left the town of Liverpool thirty years ago
I served my time and I went to sea as a Sparky earning dough
I spent it all on memories I sent them all back home
My mother kept them in a box and they were mine alone
Postcards from all round the world, bone china from Japan
Costumed dolls and autographs all waiting my return
I’ve seen the seas and the oceans and the land so far and wide
But I never got back to Liverpool until my mother died
2.
The gravel of her garden path crunched underneath my boots
I walked inside the box was open they were dishing out the loot
I rounded on the lot of them saying all these things are mine
And I don’t want another thing just tell me where to sign
I signed the papers over for the house and cash and more
And left the greedy to divide the spoils of family war
I’ve had my share of electric belts, been burnt and almost fried
But I never had a shock like that until my mother died
3.
I went to seek some comfort upon my old school grounds
Until I stared in disbelief, they’d burned the whole thing down
And where I served my sparky’s time, apprenticeship and all
No longer stood and in its place a plastic shopping mall
All day it kept on happening until I was forlorn
I found they’d built a car park on the place where I was born
I’ve fallen down from scaffolding, broke bones and almost died,
But I never felt let down so far until my mother died
4.
My mother’s gone my childhood years wiped out without a trace
The only record left of them’s the lines upon my face
I have my box of memories I put the past behind
I can’t go back I won’t return now all I have is mine
Now all I have is mine
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WHITLEY BAY
HOLIDAYS

(Music and
Lyrics by Tim Readman; Copyright and Publishing SOCAN/Big City Productions
2001)

1.
Well we all grew up in Seaham a rough Northern-Eastern town,
Me mother thought she’d gone to hell it really got her down,
When summer came she’d take us all off for our holidays,
To her mother’s house in the poshest end of dear old Whitley Bay
2.
Well my granny was an English snob, a real Victorian wife,
If you disobeyed her rules then you’d be fighting for your life,
She’d tell you off for everything it would have scared the dead,
And she’d whack you if you ever missed a single word she said
CHORUS
On our holidays in Whitley Bay x 4
3.
One night at the tea table my brother ate his fill,
She said, "Eat some bread with that boy" and her look it
could have killed,
He said I’ve already had two slices and so she got annoyed,
And said to our astonishment…"You greedy boy",
4.
And my sister Barbara was the gobbiest of the lot,
She always answered back because she didn’t know when to stop,
She was sliding down the banister when my granny stopped her fun,
She peed herself in fright and then her sliding days were done
CHORUS
On our holidays in Whitley Bay x 4
5.
My granny’s golden wedding was a canny posh affair,
8 scruffy kids from Coaltown well she didn’t want us there,
She offered us some money to get us to out the way,
That’s a tanner each we said and then we won’t be back all day
6.
Well my granny’s dead and gone and now she doesn’t seem so bad,
But we still laugh about those wacky holidays we had,
We’re all grown up, kids of our own and some have moved away,
But I know we never will forget those days in Whitley Bay
CHORUS
On our holidays in Whitley Bay x 4
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