Episode 4 Transatlantic Sessions

Because your father was a piper, and a very famous one,

you were probably expected to be just a piper.

My Uncle Roddy was... He lived...

He was working in America and used to come back with all these records,

'so American music was a huge influence for me,

'so I bought a guitar, but I had to sneak it into the house, you know,

'and it was in the house for about three weeks in my wardrobe

'and I'd practise at night without my dad hearing,

'and when he heard the guitar,'

um...yeah, he didn't speak to me for about two weeks.

# Going to listen to the waves and why

# They crumble down, I can't say how

# The winter wind, it breathes in life

# The winter wind, it passes through time

# Stormy days keep me in line

# I walk through the rain and tides

# Trying to find a reason why

# The very mention of her name, I

# Cry

# She said she'd follow me

# All my days

# She said she'd follow me

# We walked on the beach that night

# You talked about how you'd be my bride

# A Lewis summer and childhood lies

# The Lewis summer and childhood lies

# Those young days I believed in you

# Like God for the chosen few

# This heart's still there for you

# My heart's still there for

# You

# She said she'd follow me

# All my days

# She said she'd follow me

# All my days

# She said she'd follow me

# All my days

# She said she'd follow me

# All my days

# She said she'd follow me

# All my days

# She said she'd follow me. #

# Ring them bells, ye heathen

# From the city that dreams

# Ring them bells from the sanctuaries

# Cross the valleys and streams

# For they're deep and they're wide

# And the world's on its side

# And time is running backwards

# And so is the bride

# Ring them bells, Saint Peter

# Where the four winds blow

# Ring them bells with an iron hand

# So the people will know

# For it's rush hour now

# On the wheel and the plough

# And the sun is going down

# Upon the sacred cow

# Ring them bells, Sweet Martha for the poor man's son

# Ring them bells so the world will know that God is one

# Oh, the shepherd is asleep Where the willows weep

# And the mountains are filled with lost sheep

# Ring them bells

# For the blind and the deaf

# Ring them bells

# For all of us who are left

# Ring them bells

# For the chosen few

# Who will judge the many

# When the game is through

# Ring them bells

# For the time that flies

# For the child that cries

# When the innocence dies

# Ring them bells, Saint Catherine, from the top of the room

# Ring them from the fortress for the lilies that bloom

# Oh, the lines are long

# And the fighting is strong

# And they're breaking down the distance between right and wrong

Bill Monroe's bluegrass music was a combination of rural blues music

with the influences of Scottish and Irish fiddle music

so obviously, you know, Americans evolved...

whether we know it or not, we've been influenced by those type of fiddle tunes,

cos it didn't start in America.

# On Ridgetop, Tennessee, in 1973

# The Brown boys killed Stringbean and Estelle

# The reason for it all was in the bib of his overalls

# At least that's what the Brown boys would tell

# The thieves laid in wait for hours

# But things didn't go their way

# It was just a simple plan To rob a banjo man

# But he wouldn't let go of his Opry pay

# There must have been a terrible struggle

# For the cash in his bib overalls

# The Brown boys said, "Don't give us no trouble

# "We came for some but now we want it all"

# And the thieves said, "Stand and deliver"

# But Stringbean would not tell

# And later we would learn there was a point of no return

# They shot him dead, then they shot Estelle

# He saw no smoke from the chimney

# So Grandpa knew that something was not right

# It would burn evermore in his memory

# The picture of that dreadful, awful sight

# And then 23 years later

# They tore the fireplace down

# There was 20,000 dollars

# That the Brown boys never found

# Yeah, it seemed like easy money

# But things didn't go their way

# It was just a simple plan To rob a banjo man

# But he wouldn't let go of his Opry pay

# Now, String said, "You can't have my Opry pay"

# They say that nothing's sacred

# And now I have seen it all

# I read it in this morning's paper

# They've auctioned off Strings overalls. #

# Galileo fell in love

# As a Galilean boy

# And he wondered what in heaven

# Who invented such a joy

# But the question got the better of his

# Scientific mind

# And to his blind and dying gaze

# He looked up high

# And often sighed

# And sometimes cried

# Who puts the rainbow in the sky?

# Who lights the stars at night?

# Who dreamt up someone so divine?

# Someone like you and made them mine?

# Love can make you ask some funny questions now and then

# Just remember the alternatives

# For I remember when

# I was lonely and unhappy

# And my lips were cold as ice

# But you kissed me and good heavens

# Now I'm here in paradise

# So if ever I'm not kissing you

# Or looking in your eyes

# I won't be blind and I won't cry

# I'll look up high

# And gladly sigh

# And thank the guy

# Who puts the rainbow in the sky

# Who lights the stars at night

# Who dreamt up someone so divine

# Someone like you and made them mine

# Someone like you and made them mine. #

-OK, thanks.

-That was brilliant.

-Thank you.

-I was watching. Really lovely, yeah.

OK, brilliant.

-You the man, he the man.

-Yeah. Very subtle and lovely.

# This old house is falling down around my ears

# I'm drowning in a river of my tears

# When all my will is gone

# You hold me sway

# I need you at the dimming of the day

# You pull me like

# The moon pulls on the tide

# You know just where I keep my better side

# Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

# What days have come

# To keep us far apart

# A broken promise

# Or a broken heart

# Now all the bonny birds

# Have wheeled away

# I need you at the dimming of the day

# Come the night you're only what I want

# Come the night you could be my confidant

# Oh-oh-oh-oh

# Come the night you're only what I want

# Come the night you could be my confidant

# Oh-oh-oh-oh

# I see you walk the street in company

# Why don't you come and ease your mind with me

# I'm living for the night we steal away

# I need you at the dimming of the day

# I need you at the dimming of the day. #

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