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richard dawson - joe the quilt-maker lyrics

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[verse 1]
a lonely cottage on the mound
a century’s work of [?]
stood trembling and quiet
until it was acquired
by canny joe the quilt-maker

he fenced in a patch of land
as from the stroke of a magic wand
a garden
sprung forth
from the hand of joe the quilt maker

[verse 2]
his [?] his flowerbeds neat
glad were his neighbours all to meet
and chew the fat
and swallow the coffee
of kindly joe the quilt-maker

of each he had some good to say
some friendly token to display
and seldom few people
could cheer a winter’s day
like gregarious joe the quilt-maker

[verse 3]
be loved by all even the
great [?]
and at the dinner table
sometimes they set a plate
for respected joe the quilt-maker

his quilt with country fame were crowned
superbly sewn and dotted around
with pretty little figures
and [?] in flight
most ingenious joe the quilt-maker

[verse 4]
his wife was sick bedridden and old
to ease the pain he spent he sold
oh there was never bought
not for silver or for gold
such love as joe the quilt-maker

from dawn to dusk he tenderly nursed
the poor old hag grew worse and worse
and soon
she was lifted to a he-rs-
by heartbroken joe the quilt-maker

[verse 5]
[?]
all hope had flown without a trace
the home they’d made
soon become a cage
for enfeebled joe the quilt-maker

but there were friend who cheered his days
both coin and food they strove to raise
and there was always some kind soul
dropping in to say
afternoon to joe the quilt-maker

[verse 6]
the days and months and years rolled by
the scales were lifted from his eyes
the ground beneath his feet and the
colour in his cheeks
were restored to joe the quilt-maker

not seeing past the end of his nose
back to the needle he nimbly goed
in several of the taverns
we raised a cup of ale
to courageous joe the quilt-maker

[verse 7]
often in his solitary [?]
through spectacles and godly verse
a mirror made of paper
would stare at the reflection
of pious joe the quilt-maker

and first he autumn of his days
in quiet contemplation
[?]
except when he would welcome
a wandering stranger
most hospital joe the quilt-maker
[verse 8]
from which dark source it cannot be said
somehow the bogus rumour spread
that never in hexham
there’d been a richer man
than impoverished joe the quilt-maker

strolling round the market square
a smiling pilgrim unaware
the devil’s in the doorway
of the old [?] hall
with his eyes fixed on the doomed quilt-maker

[verse 9]
i found a pair of clogs in the lane
some drops of blood where he had lain
and following the breadcrumbs
i came upon the dreadful
remains of joe the quilt-maker

it must have been a number of days
the fat black flies were on his face
i fainted in a flowerbed
and threw up on the bright yellow
poppies of joe the quilt-maker

[verse 10]
judging from the wounds on his hands
it’s fair to -ssume a most valiant stand
was met by his -ssailants
and fought out to the very last breath
of joe the quilt-maker

it’s thought they numbered two or three
the evidence was plain to see
a [?]
and a garden hose sticky with the
grey hair of joe the quilt-maker

[verse 11]
despite a hundred guinea reward
the culprits have remained uncaught
and n-body is looking
each other in the eyes
at the funeral of joe the quilt-maker

and now that night is drawing in
i pull the quilt up to my chin
and listen to the trees outside
creaking in the wind
a song for joe the quilt-maker

- richard dawson lyrics

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