The Foggy Foggy Dew or The Foggy Dew is a very ancient folk ballad. Looks like I got some words mixed up. I play it on guitar using the fingerpicking pattern of T I M I R I M I with vocal accompaniment. Foggy, Foggy Dew - lyrics When I was a bachelor, I lived all alone, I worked at the weaver’s trade. And the only, only thing that I did that was wrong Was to woo a fair young maid. I wooed her in the wintertime, and part of the summer too. And the only, only thing that I did that was wrong Was to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew. One night she knelt close by my side When I was fast asleep. She threw her arms around my neck And then began to weep. She wept, she cried, she tore her hair, ah, me, what could I do? So all night long I held her in my arms Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew. Again I’m a bachelor, I live with my son, We work at the weaver’s trade. And every single time I look into his eyes, He reminds me of the fair young maid. He reminds me of the wintertime, and part of the summer too, And the many, many times that I held her in my arms, Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew. Foggy, Foggy Dew, The TITLE: The Foggy, Foggy Dew AUTHOR: unknown CATEGORY: Traditional, Public Domain KEYWORDS: courting, seduction, weaving, pregnancy, bastard EARLIEST PRINTED OR RECORDED REFERENCE: 1689 (broadside, EngBdsdBA Pepys 5.250) ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I46_1Wkzd-o

A Hope To Live Written by Steven `Jesse` Bernstein Performed by Dan D. Dirges -------- Here is the link to watch Steven Jay Jesse Bernstein perform his great song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0rKI7mnKnMc --------- I`ve heard Jim Page sing this song many times over the years. ---------- -------Content of this video------ 0:00 Song Introduction 0:53 Song Starts 5:57 Wrap up A Hope To Live- lyrics There`s a child practicing their music. A trumpet to sloppy to be sure Their so trying to get out of that building but their feet are nailed to the floor And it`s a beatiful thing yes it is. It`s a thing that gives me hope to live Somebody`s looking for their voice in an open window with their supper on the stove And you can hear just going down the street. Singing and playing out of beat Someone whose life has had no reason. Making up a reason of their own And it`s a beatiful thing yes it is. It`s a thing that gives me hope to live Somebody`s looking for their voice in an open window with their supper on the stove There`s a man shadow boxing in the doorway. With their eyes close I know he`s gonna win He`s kicking the trash out of the way. He goes down but he always gets up again And it`s a beatiful thing yes it is. It`s a thing that gives me hope to live Somebody`s looking for their voice in an open window with their supper on the stove There`s a woman standing at the bus stop. She`s yelling that the world is on fire The cop`s come running clumsy and discusted. Every thing they say she says they are alive And it`s a beatiful thing yes it is. It`s a thing that gives me hope to live Somebody`s looking for their voice in an open window with their supper on the stove Everyone is lost among the buildings. The ruins that we leave will last forever Though everything that`s said may be forgotten. There`s something that connects us like a river And it`s a beatiful thing yes it is. It`s a thing that gives me hope to live Somebody`s looking for their voice in an open window with their supper on the stove ------------------ #StevenJesseBernstein #AHopeToLive ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42XPZCWm7eU