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SILVER SEAFLYING ON YOUR OWNCHORUS - On a voyage through a memory,sailin' on a silver sea,The moon and stars above nowbrightly shine;The wind that fills the sails is alullaby that tells the tale,Of all the things that I was gladto leave behindYou were never more happy girlYou were never oh so blueOnce heartaches begin, nobody winsYou’r e flying on your ownOutside the rain is softly fallin',In the distance I can hear a foghorn soundI pull my blankets just a little closer,My mind on a ship that's outward bound.The ocean has always been a part of me,I can feel the saltwater runnin'through my veins;I think of all the places where my shipwill take me,But the thought of yourgentle whisper gives me strengthCHORUS -You were never more strong girlYou were never more aloneOnce there were two, now there's just youYour flying on your ownCHORUS - And when you know thewings you rideCan keep you in the skyThere isn't anyone holding back youFirst you stumble, then you fallYou reach out and you flyThere isn't anything that you can't doYou were never more wise girlYou were never more a foolOnce you break through, its all up to youYou’r e flying on your ownBut when I rise, look out my little window,A wall of grey is right before my eyes;I can see a clock where timeis slowly ticking,How I wish that I could make mylife here flyYou were never more togetherYou were never more apartOnce pieces of you,were all that you knewYou’r e flying on your ownCHORUSCHORUS x 2CHORUSthe wind that fills the sail is a lullabythat tells the tale,Of all the things that I was gladto leave behindCape Breton UniversityP.O. Box 5300,1250 Grand Lake Rd.Sydney, Nova Scotia, CanadaB1P 6L2President’s Office(902) 563-1393BLACK VELVET BANDCHORUS - Her eyes, they shone likethe diamonds.You'd think she was queen of the land,And her hair hung over her shoulders,Tied up with a black velvet band.In a neat little town they call Belfast,apprentice to trade I was bound.And many an hour of sweet happinessI spent in that neat little town.But bad misfortune came o'er me,and caused me to stray from the landFar away from my friends and relationsThey follow the black velvet bandCHORUSWell, I went out strolling one evening,not meaning to go very far,When I met with a frolicksomedamsel. She was selling hertrade in the barA watch she took from a customer,and slipped it right into my hand.Then the law came and put me in prisonBad luck to her black velvet band!CHORUSNext morning, before judge and jury,for trial I had to appear.And the judge, he said "my young fellow,the case against you is quite clear.And seven long years is your sentence.You're going to Van Diemen's Land,Far away from your friends and relations.They follow the black velvet band."CHORUSNow, come all ye jolly young fellows,I'll have you take warning by me.And whenever you're out on the liquor,my lads, beware of the pretty colleens.For they'll fill you with whiskey and porter,til you are not able to standAnd the very next thing that you know,my lads, you've landed inVan Diemen'sLand.CHORUSThe Very Best InCape Breton, Celtic,Newfoundland andFolk music 24 Hours A Daywww.kleeradio.com

WASN’T THAT A PARTYSONNY’S DREAMTHE DARK ISLANDSomeone took a grapefruit,Wore it like a hatI saw someone under my kitchen tableTalking to my old tom catThey were talking about hockeyThe cat was talking backLong about then every-thing went blackWasn't that a party?Sonny carries a load, He is barely a manThere's ain’t all he can do ,still he does what he canAnd he watches the seafrom a room by the stairsAnd the waves keep on rollinthey’ve done that for yearsO Isle of my childhoodI’m dreaming of theeAs the steamer leaves Obanand passes TyreeTill I capture the magicthat lingersfor meWhen I’m back once moreupon the Dark IslandCHORUS - Could've been the whiskeyMight've been the ginCould've been the three or four six-packsI don't know, but look at the mess I'm inMy head is like a footballI think I'm going to dieTell me, me oh, me oh myWasn't that a party?I'm sure it's just my memoryPlaying tricks on meBut I think I saw my buddyCutting down my neighbor's treeCHORUSBilly, Joe and Tommy,Well they went a little farThey were sittin' in the back yard,blowing on a sirenFrom somebody's police carSo you see, your honor, It was all in funThe little bitty track meetdown on main streetWas just to see if the cops could runWell they run us in to see youIn an alcoholic hazeI sure can use those thirty daysTo recover from the partyCHORUSCHORUSWasn’t that a party?Wasn’t that a party?Wasn’t that a party?Don’t forget to tune inSeniors Sing - A Longonwww.kleeradio.comSonny lives on a farm,0n a wide open spaceYou can take off your sneekers,and give up the raceYou can lay down your head,by a sweet river bedBut Sonny always remembers,what it was his momma saidCHORUSSonny don't go away, I am here all aloneAnd your daddy's a sailor,and he never comes homeAnd the nights get so long,and the silence goes onAnd I'm feeling so tired,I'm not all that strongIt’s a hundred miles to townSonny's never been thereAnd he goes to the highwayand he stands there and staresAnd the mail comes at fourand the mail man is oldBut he still dreams his dreamsfull of silver and goldSonny’s dreams can’t be realThey’re just stories he’s readThey’re just stars in his eyesThey’re just dreams in his headAnd he’s hungry insideFor that wide world outsideAnd I know I can’t hold himThoughI try and I try and I tryCHORUSDo You LikeGospel Music?Join our hostPierre Chiasonevery Sunday at9:00 am for thebest in traditional andcontemporaryGospel Music onwww.kleeradio.com- 5 -Away to the westwardI'm longing to be,Where the beauties of heavenUnfold by the sea;Where the sweet purple heatherblooms Fragrant and freeOn a hilltop high aboveThe Dark IslandSo gentle the sea breeze,That ripples the bay,Where the stream joins the ocean,And young children play;On the strand of pure silver,I'll welcome each day,And I'll roam for every more,The Dark IslandO Isle of my childhoodI’m dreaming of theeAs the steamer leaves Obanand passes TyreeTill I capture the magicthat lingersfor meWhen I’m back once moreupon the Dark IslandTrue gem of the Herbrides,Bathed in the light,Of the mid-summer dawning,That follows the night;How I yearn for the cries,Of the seagulls in flight,As they circle high aboveThe Dark IslandO Isle of my childhood I ‘mdreaming of theeAs the steamer leaves Obanand passes TyreeTill I capture the magicthat lingersfor meWhen I’m back once moreupon the Dark Island

COUNTRY ROADSAlmost heaven, West Virginia, Blue RidgeMountains, Shenandoah RiverLife is old there, older than the trees,younger than the mountains,blowing like a breezeCHORUS - Country roads, take me hometo the place I belong.West Virginia, mountain mamma,take me home, country roadsAll my memories gather round her,miner's lady, stranger to blue waterDark and dusty, painted on the sky,misty taste of moonshine,teardrop in my eyeCHORUSI hear her voice in the morning hour,she calls me, the radio reminds meof my home far awaydriving down the road I get a feelingthat I should have been home yesterday,yesterday.CHORUSCHORUSTake me home now, country roads,Take me home now, country roadsKUMBAYAKumbaya, my Lord, Kumbaya,Kumbaya, my Lord, Kumbaya,Kumbaya, my Lord, Kumbaya,oh, Lord, KumbayaSomeone's crying, Lord, Kumbaya,Someone's crying, Lord, Kumbaya.Someone's crying, Lord, Kumbaya,oh Lord, KumbayaSomeone's singing, Lord, Kumbaya,Someone's singing, Lord, Kumbaya.Someone's singing, Lord, Kumbaya,oh Lord, KumbayaKumbaya, my Lord, Kumbaya,Kumbaya, my Lord, Kumbaya,Kumbaya, my Lord, Kumbaya,oh, Lord, KumbayaTHE NIGHT THEY DROVE OLDDIXIE DOWNVirgil Caine is my nameAnd I drove on the Danville train'Til so much cavalry cameAnd tore up the tracks againIn the winter of sixty-fiveWe were hungry, just barely aliveI took the train to Richmond that fellIt was a time I rememberOh, so wellCHORUS - The night they droveOld Dixie downAnd all the bells were ringin'The night they drove Old Dixie downAnd all the people were singin'They wentLaaaaaa, la-la-la-laaaaaaLa-la, la-laLa-la-la-laaaaaaBack with my wife in TennesseeAnd one day she said to meVirgil, quick come seeThere goes the Robert E LeeNow, I don't mind I'm choppin' woodAnd I don't care if my money's no goodJust take what you needand leave the restBut they should never have takenthe very bestCHORUSLike my father before meI'm a working manAnd like my brother before meI took a rebel standWell, he was just 18, proud and braveBut a Yankee laid him in his graveI swear by the blood below my feetYou can't raise the Caine back upWhen it's in defeatCHORUSBest selectionof music this sideof the Causewaywww.kleeradio.com- 6 -THE WABASH CANNONBALLFrom the great Atlantic oceanto the wide Pacific shoreFrom the green and flowing mountainsto the South bell by the shoreShe's mighty tall and handsomeshe's known quite well by allShe's a combination on theWabash CannonballShe came down from Birmingham onecold December dayAs she rolled into the stationyou could hear all the people sayThere’s a girl from Tennesseeshe's long and she's tallShe came down from Birminghamon the Wabash CannonballOur Eastern states are dandyso the people always sayFrom New York to St. Louisand Chicago by the bayFrom the hills of MinnesotaWhere the ripplin waters fallNo change can be taken onThe Wabash CannonballListen to the jingle,the rumble and the roarAs she glides along the woodlandthrough the hills and by the shoreHear the mighty rush of the enginehear those lonesome hoboes callWe’re Traveling through the jungleon the Wabash CannonballALL YOU EVER DO IS BRINGME DOWNI can't sleep a wink anymoreEver since you first walked out the doorThen I just started drinking to forgetBut I don't think the worst has happend yetCHORUSAll you ever do is bring me downMaking me a fool all over townThey all wonder why I wear a frownThat's cause honey all you ever dois bring me downIt's funny how my whole world fell apartI think I saw it coming from the startI tried to tell myself that you'd be trueBut I expected way too much of youCHORUS - then musical interlideCHORUS - then music fade

RING OF FIRELove is a burning thingAnd it makes a fiery ring.Bound by wild desireI fell into a ring of fireCHORUSI fell into a burning ring of fire,I went down, down, down andthe flames went higherAnd it burns, burns, burns,The ring of fire, the ring of fireCHORUSThe taste of love is sweetWhen hearts like ours meetI fell for you like a child,Oh, but the fire went wildCHORUSCHORUSAnd it burns, burns, burns,The ring of fire, the ring of fire,The ring of fire, the ring of fireRANT AND ROARCHORUS - We'll rant and we'll roar liketrue NewfoundlandersWe'll rant and we'll roar on deck and belowUntil we strikes bottom insidethe two sunkersWhen straight through the channelto Toslow we'll goI'm a son of a sea cook,I'm a cook in a traderI can dance, I can sing,I can reef the main boomI can handle a jigger, I cuts a fine figureWhenever I gets in a boatsstanding roomCHORUS Farewell and adieu to yeyoung maids of ValenOderin and Presque, Fox Hole and BruleyI'm bound for the westwardto the wall with the hole inI can't marry all or a hokey I'll beGETTING DARK AGAINThere's a piper in the cornerThere's a dancer on the floorThere’s drink upon the table,They’re calling out for moreAnd there's Gaelic in the fiddlelike the Gaelic in the GlenAnd the songs take on new meaningboys, It's getting dark againCHORUSGetting dark again, Getting dark againFor the second time since we got upIt's getting dark againThere was tea and tunes this morningor was it yesterdayWhen friends and fiddles gatheredAnd friends and fiddles playedThere were lots of those were good timesand do you remember whenBut that was jigs and reels agoShe’s getting dark againCHORUSNow if any of you are slightedby the deeds that now are doneBy the fellowship of musicand the fantasy of funwe'd like to say we're sorryshed a tear for you but thenWe haven't got the time right now 'It's getting dark againCHORUSThere's a piper in the cornerThere's a dancer on the floorThere’s drink upon the table,They’re calling out for moreAnd there's Gaelic in the fiddlelike the Gaelic in the GlenAnd the songs take on new meaningboys, She’s getting dark againCHORUSCHORUSCHORUSOver an ocean and over a seaBeyond these great waters,oh what do I see?I see the great mountainsClimb from the coastlineThe hills of Cape Breton, this newhome of mineAnd we come from the countriesall over the worldTo hack at the forest,to plow the land downFishermen, farmers and sailors all comeTo clear for the futurethis pioneer ground[CHORUS]We are an island, a rock in a streamWe are a people as proud as there's beenIn soft summer breeze orin wild winter windsThe home of our hearts, Cape BretonOver the rooftops and over the treesWithin these new townships,oh what do I see?I see the black pitheads,the coal-wheels are turningThe smokestacks are belchingand the blast furnace burningOh the sweat on the backis no joy to beholdIn the heat of the steel plantor mining the coalAnd the foreign-owned companiesForce us to fightFor our survival and for our rights[CHORUS]Over the highways and over the roadsOver the causeway, stories are toldThey tell of the comingand the going awayThe cities of America draw me awayAh the companies come,and the companies goAnd the ways of the worldwe may never knowWe'll follow the footstepsof those on their wayAnd we'll ask for the rightto leave or to stay[CHORUS][CHORUS]CHORUS CHORUS -WE ARE AN ISLAND- 7 -

WE RISE AGAINWhen the waves roll on,Over the waters, And the ocean criesWe look to, Our sons and daughters,To explain our lives.As if our child, Could tell us why,That as sure as the sunrise,As sure as the sea,As sure as the wind in the trees(CHORUS)We rise again, In the faces of our children,We rise again, In the voices of our song,We rise again, In the waves outon the ocean,And then, we rise againWhen the light goes dark,Iwith the forces of creation,Across a stormy sky, we look to,Reincarnation, to explain our livesAs if a child, Could tell us, whyFor as sure as the sunrise,As sure as the sea,As sure as the wind in the treesFIELDS OF ATHENRYBy a lonely prison wallI heard a young girl callingMicheal they have taken you awayFor you stole Trevelyn's cornSo the young might see the morn.Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bayCHORUS - Low lie the Fields of AthenryWhere once we watchedthe young free birds flyOur love was on the wingwe had dreams and songs to singIt's so lonely 'round the Fields of AthenryBy a lonely prison wallI heard a young man callingNothing matters Mary when you're free,Against the Famine and the CrownI rebelled they cut me downNow you must raise our child with dignityCHORUS -CHORUSBy a lonely harbor wallShe watched the last star fallingAs the prison ship sailed outagainst the skyNow she'll live and hope and prayFor her love in Botany BayIt's so lonely 'round the Fields of AthenryAnd then we rise againCHORUS -BLUEBERRY HILLLOVE LETTERS IN THE SANDCHORUSI found my thrill, On Blueberry HillOn Blueberry Hill, When I found youThe moon stood still, On Blueberry HillAnd lingered until, My dream came trueThe wind in the willow playedLove's sweet melodyBut all of those vows we madeWere never to beThough we're apart, You're part of me stillFor you were my thrill, On Blueberry HillThe wind in the willow playedLove's sweet melodyBut all of those vows you madeWere never to beThough we're apart, You're part of me stillFor you were my thrill, On Blueberry HillOn a day like todayWe’d pass the time awayWriting love letters in the sandHow you laughed when I criedEach time I saw the tideTake our love letters from the sandYou made a vow that youwould ever be trueBut somehow that vowmeant nothing to youNow my broken heart achesWith every wave that breaksOver love letters in the sandNow my broken heart achesWith every wave that breaksOver love letters in the sand- 8 -TIE ME DOWNNow, I've been wheelsand I've been rails,I've been dusty roads andgrassy wagon trails;But I miss the friends that lingerIn the streets of my hometown;If you love me you'll believe me,Tie me down.CHORUS - Tie me down, oh,tie me down,Well, you know I never meantto play aroundIf you love me you'll believe me,And I'll go with you now;But we've got to get togetherTie me downCHORUSNow, I've known some,yes more than one,And there's been some thingsI wish I'd never done;Once they branded me a devilWhen I longed to be a clownIf you love me you'll believe me,Tie me downCHORUSAnd if we swore we'd change no more,There'd be nothing thatour hearts would be good forGive this some considerationBefore you turn aroundIf you love me you'll believe me,Tie me downCHORUS x 2But we’ve got to get together,tie me downWe give awayFREE SOFTWARE DAILYon our websiteLogon to theFEATURES PAGE and downloadthe Giveaway of the Dayevery day a newsoftware package

DANNY BOYOh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipesare callingFrom glen to glen, and downthe mountain sideThe summer's gone,and all the roses dyingTis you, tis you must go and I must bideBut come ye back when summer'sin the meadowOr when the valley's hushedand white with snowIt's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadowOh Danny boy, oh Danny boy,I love you soOr will you come,when all theflowers are dyingAnd I am dead, as dead I sure wil beYou'll come and find the placewhere I am lyingAnd kneel and say an Ave there for meAnd I shall hear, though softyou tread above meAnd o’er my grave a warmer,sweeter breezeAnd you will kneel and tell me thatyou love meAnd I shall sleep in peace untilyou come to meMusicall InterludeAnd I shall hear, though softyou tread above meAnd o’er my grave a warmer,sweeter breezeAnd you will kneel and tell me thatyou love meAnd I shall sleep in peace untilyou come to meIf you belong to a communitygroup, we haveFree Signsyou can use for yourupcoming eventsjust logon to our website andclick on the DOWNLOADS Pageand get your free posterwww.kleeradio.comFLOWER OF SCOTLANDO flower of ScotlandWhen will we see your like againThat fought and died forYour wee bit hill and glenAnd stood against himProud Edward's armyAnd sent him homewardTo think againThe hills are bare nowAnd autumn leaves lie thick and stillO'er land that is lost nowWhich those so dearly heldAnd stood against himProud Edward's armyAnd sent him homewardTo think againThose days are passed nowAnd in the past they must remainBut we can still rise nowAnd be the nation againThat stood against himProud Edward's armyAnd sent him homewardTo think againThe hills are bare nowAnd autumn leaves lie thick and stillO'er land that is lost nowWhich those so dearly heldO flower of ScotlandWhen will we see your like againThat fought and died forYour wee bit hill and glenAnd stood against himProud Edward's armyAnd sent him homewardTo think againSKYE BOATSONGCHORUS - Speed bonnie boatlike a bird on the wingOnward the sailors cryCarry the lad that's born to be kingOver the sea to SkyeLoud the wind howls,loud the waves roarThunderclaps rend the airBaffled our foes, stand by the shoreFollow they will not dareCHORUSThough the waves heavesoft will ye sleep, Ocean's a royal bedRocked in the deep, Flora will keepWatch by your weary headCHORUSMany's the lad fought on that dayWell the claymore did wieldWhen the night came, silently lainDead on Culloden fieldCHORUSVAYA CON DIOSNow the hacienda's dark,the town is sleepingNow the time has come to partThe time for weepingCHORUS - Vaya Con Dios, my darlingVay

The bartender asks me says son what'll it be I want a shot at that redhead yonder lookin' at me The dance floors hoppin' & it's hotter than the fourth of July I see outlaws, inlaws, crooks & straights all out makin' it shake Doin' the boot scootin' boogie Yeah, heel, toe, dosey doe come on baby let's g