Hambleton Sessions

by Robbie Thompson

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Two tracks recorded in the bathroom of an empty house in York.

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released April 22, 2013

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Track Name: To Alice, From the Porter
To Alice, From the Porter

Alice , I've been living
out in the blue
I'm working in the kitchens
to pay for my room

The money comes in,
and the money goes out
The money grows thin,
thin on the ground

I sleep alone , my face to the wall
There on the bed that lays on the floor
Alice , my darling , Alice
Often i've dreams of your knock on the door

Here in the night ,
the young ones come and go
I hear them singing ,
beneath my window

They search the avenues ,
for some kind of thrill
Morning she answers ,
and they're searching still

They roam the night , trying to find themselves,
and some kind of story only they can tell
Alice , my darling Alice
I've searched those avenues , i searched them with you

Here in the day ,
i see the old men meet ,
in the small cafes ,
off Victoria Street

They speak of time,
like it's some kind of joke,
being played on them ,
and it's getting old

Their breath on the air of England's December ,
it sings remember , remember , remember
Alice , my darling Alice
I remember , I remember , I remember

I remember the winding stairs
I remember that room when it was bare
I remember Belarus
I remember you
Track Name: Young Renton's Blues
Young Renton's Blues

That North wind's howling like a dog for a bone ,
blowing cold as a judge
It knows my name and my face from old ,
and exactly what my family does
Sail me down the river now , sail me to the sea
Sail me down the river now life is but a dream
Send me out to Spain , send me out to France,
send me where the north wind doesn't have a chance

I've got myself in a world full of debts ,
and i've been praying for a win
These banking types they don't forget ,
and heaven knows they don't forgive
The rain keeps falling and it just never stops,
tapping on my hood like a ticking clock
I see the birds on the building above
I want to fly away with city doves

Sally doesn't love and she probably never did,
and i never even told her
I've been in love with her ever since i was a kid
Now I barely even know her
So send me a ticket for the 609 ,
brother send me down the line
Send me a wine flowing easy and cheap ,
make the 609 feel like a limousine

The north wind's howling like a dog for a bone,
blowing colder than a judge
It knows my name and my face from old,
and exactly what my family does
Sail me down the river now , sail me to the sea
Sail me down the river now life is but a dream