#tanglefoot

Loup Garou with your eyes so bright don't you know I love the night I never was a fearful child If you're not afraid what I might do then the wolf in me and the wolf in you Together we'll be fierce and wild

And he's playing Soldier's Joy the way they used to play it A hundred years ago on the wild Atlantic sea You hope he never dies, 'cause you think that he's a poet The keeper of a vision you wish we all could see

Just yesterday as I gathered my pay I coughed, and I tasted my blood God pity my son, for he's just begun To work in the dirt and the mud

note: this song starts off quietly and gets significantly louder at 0:15. Wait a bit before turning up your volume!

Al's great-grandfather was a wagon-builder by trade. If he hadn't spent so much time making violins and playing with his children, he might have made a living at it.

And with tar on our pigtails and blood on our rapiers We'll fly the skull and crossbones, by God we'll take no prisoners It's hiho away boys, we'll sail from Traighli Bay boys Hoist the Jolly Roger at the break of day

Don't let the old songs slip away Remember how we danced when the old folks used to play Saturday Night in Hardwood Lake, The fiddle and the old guitar would make The floorboards bounce, the room go 'round, One more couple for the Last Breakdown Don't let that music slip away

THIS ALBUM'S BEEN ON YOUTUBE THE WHOLE TIME?!?!?