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Devon is so full of history
From granite tors to the sea
A place of legends and mystery
Past Spirits lead you so easily
Birmingham he left behind
A new life beckoned tantalisingly
Not knowing what he might find
Perhaps a new home
The high moor, wild water and cold stone
On Dartmoor to be on his own
Also Teignmouth he was kindly shown
And he grew to love this place he now calls home
Birmingham he left behind
A new life beckoned tantalisingly
Not knowing what he might find
Perhaps a new home
The seashore and the summer haze
Shows a different face on winter days
With solitude to get away
Exploring cliffs and a hidden bay
Devon is so full of myth and mystery
From granite tors to the sea
A place of legends and history
Past spirits lead you so easily
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King Richard's Visit
02:48
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After leaving Salisbury he headed west
He stayed at Bridport for a brief rest
Then to Exeter he was bound
For a warm greeting there to be found
Remarkable Antiquities
Of Exeter such a fine city
Richard Izacke wrote those words
About the visit of Richard the Third
At the East gate he was greeted
With respect he was treeted
The recorder wore a scarlet gown
The mayor presented the keys to the town
Remarkable Antiquities
Of Exeter such a fine city
Richard Izacke wrote those words
About the visit of Richard the Third
To the Bishop's Palace he then went
A letter to the Earl of Surrey was sent
Of traitors he should arrest
For a rebellion had been suppressed
Remarkable Antiquities
Of Exeter such a fine city
Richard Izacke wrote those words
About the visit of Richard the Third
From Exeter he then departed
Another journey was then started
Of this visit of Richard the Third
Perhaps you may not have heard
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Gates of Exeter
02:11
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A young pretender to the throne
His real name is still not known
Came to the West country with intent
A warning to the Tudor king was sent
He raised his standard at Penzance
On to Exeter he would advance
Gathering supporters along the way
He was Richard of York some do say
At the gates of Exeter he arrived
And to force an entrance he duly tried
Attacks on the North and East gates failed
The defence of Exeter prevailed
A young pretender to the throne
His real name is still not known
Came to the West country with intent
A warning to the Tudor king was sent
At the gates of Exeter he arrived
And to force an entrance he duly tried
Attacks on the North and East gates failed
The defence of Exeter prevailed
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Last Invasion
03:18
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During the reign of King Billy
The French won at Beachey Head
Not pursuing the British fleet
They sailed west instead
The French fleet reached Devon
And anchored in Torbay
Then attacked Teignmouth
In late July one day
Teignmouth town destroyed during the French raid
Eleven thousand pounds was raised to Teignmouth it was paid
Two hundred cannon shots
From the French ships that day
People fled in terror
From their homes they ran away
Their houses were destroyed
The French ransacked the town
Two churches ruined
In which their pulpits were pulled down
Teignmouth town destroyed during the French raid
Eleven thousand pounds was raised to Teignmouth it was paid
To Devon's Lord Lieutenant they pleaded for some aid
Eleven thousand pounds was raised to Teignmouth it was paid
During the reign of King Billy
The French won at Beachey Head
Not pursuing the British fleet
They sailed west instead
The French fleet reached Devon
And anchored in Torbay
Then attacked Teignmouth
In late July one day
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The Parson and the Clerk
02:50
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Come said the Parson to his clerk
Let’s leave and return before dark
The Bishop's palace is so fine
When he dies it will be mine
To Exeter they were bound
The dying Bishop they then found
My Lord it saddens me so
To see you ill and laid out low
After paying respects to the dying man
The Parson and clerk's return began
On Haldon Hill their way was slow
In fog which way should they go
The Parson to the clerk he did say
You've taken us the wrong way
I'd have the devil not my clerk
Then a voice called out from the dark
The clerk has placed you in danger
Come with me said the stranger
To a house oh so fine
They entered in to drink and dine
That night a whisper went around
The dead Bishop in his bed found
The Parson felt it would be good
To return to Exeter if he could
He said let us be away
Despite foul weather without delay
The Parson turned to bid farewell
To the host now a sight from hell
Their host was the Devil so real
Any joy of life he would steal
On their horses off they did race
Without control at such a pace
On towards Dawlish town
At a cliff they tumbled down
Into the sea never seen again
The Parson's life had been in vain
Where they died two rocks stand
A sign of the vanity of man
The Devil's work made this mark
Known as the Parson and the Clerk
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Postcards of Torquay
02:35
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John's postcards that he sent to me
Scenes of a past time of that town by the sea
Postcards of Torquay that he sent to me
Scenes of a past time of that town by the sea
Quaint little Anstey's cove
A tranquil treasure trove
With picnics and hot tea
A little house there by the sea
John's postcards that he sent to me
Scenes of a past time of that town by the sea
Postcards of Torquay that he sent to me
Scenes of a past time of that town by the sea
The gardens in Torquay
Such a lovely sight to see
With picnics and hot tea
Beneath a fine palm tree
There's no time to write letters
So postcards must do
Oh no time to write letters
Oh which one should I send to you
Pleasure boats for hire
If you so desire
Then picnics and hot tea
In Torbay by the sea
In Torbay by the sea
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The Sawdust Fusiliers
06:18
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They left their homes in Canada bound for a foreign land
Their skills lay in felling trees with saw and axe in hand
They crossed the North Atlantic to far off Devonshire
To assist dear old Blighty, those Sawdust Fusiliers
They came in nineteen sixteen, the darkest days of war
To fell the trees in Stover park as never seen before
With sweat of their brow and hearts that knew no fear
Felling trees for the common good, those Sawdust Fusiliers
Bushmen and sawmill hands wanted
Come and help the motherland defeat the common foe
Bushmen and sawmill hands wanted
So the posters told us so off we must go
By the time they had finished, seven hundred acres gone
They'd played their part in a war that still was raging on
Working hard. felling trees, their commitment didn't veer
For King and country, those Sawdust Fusiliers
Bushmen and sawmill hands wanted
Come and help the motherland defeat the common foe
Bushmen and sawmill hands wanted
So the posters told us so off we must go
The wood was shipped from Stover via Teignmouth to the front
Used for a barricade, an emplacment for a gun
Trench floors, ammo boxes, and countless railway sleepers
The result of hard labour for the fight against the hun
Once the war was over many stayed and settled down
The park was then replanted with saplings in the ground
The memory of those foresters is oh so dear
There now stands a memorial to those Sawdust Fusiliers
Bushmen and sawmill hands wanted
Come and help the motherland defeat the common foe
Bushmen and sawmill hands wanted
So the posters told us so off we must go
In a quiet glade wooden sculptures so very very fine
Of a horse and two young foresters frozen now in time
Never to be forgotten let's raise a glass and cheer
To immortalise those fine bold boys, those Sawdust Fusiliers
The Sawdust Fusiliers
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Christopher and Olive
02:13
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Banns of marriage witnessed
Dated in May
On three Sundays
Before he sailed away
But for Christopher there would be no wedding day
At the station in Exeter
He said farewell
It was the last time she saw him
Such a sad tale to tell
Shells from the Von Der Tann
Screaming across the sea
Death and destruction
Created so terribly
And for Olive Reynolds bad news she would receive
At the station in Exeter
He said farewell
It was the last time she saw him
Such a sad tale to tell
She never forgot him
And her memories live on
Told to Stephanie
Now written in this song
The photographs and postcards treasured for so long
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The Daily Exodus
03:58
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They left their battered city every single day
Returning in the morning from March and into May
At night the German bombers would then arrive
To try to ensure that no buildings might survive
The spirit of the people would still prevail
To break their resolve Herman Goering would fail
Make do and mend until the war's end
Despite all the anguish that's so hard to comprehend
The flames in city lighting up the night sky
From France to Devon the Luftwaffe would fly
The people would trek out to avoid another raid
All the Plymouth citizens feeling so afraid
The spirit of the people would still prevail
To break their resolve Hermann Goering would fail
Make do and mend until the war's end
Despite all the anguish that's so hard to comprehend
Every afternoon leaving for the countryside
The city air raid shelters were not a safe place to hide
For so many nights their blitzed city would burn
The next day to the devastation they would return
The spirit of the people would still prevail
To break their resolve Hermann Goering would fail
Make do and mend until the war's end
Despite all the anguish that's so hard to comprehend
Despite all the anguish that's so hard to comprehend
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The Flooding of Lynmouth
02:22
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One night in August
There was an awful storm
A tidal wave of water
To Lynmouth it was borne
Trees, boulders and debris
Thrown violently
The worst flood in England
That we've ever seen
The bridges collapsed
The houses were destroyed
The deadly flood water
They could not avoid
Trees, boulders and debris
Thrown violently
The worst flood in England
That we've ever seen
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The Brixham Mayflower
03:08
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The Brixham Mayflower had arrived
And a warm welcome was not denied
Lining the docks was a cheering crowd
And I heard that their cheers were very loud
Such a triumph for Upham's shipyard
The ship sailing on when a storm hit her hard
With English oak and canvas sail
Mr Charlton's vision would prevail
The Brixham Mayflower had arrived
And a warm welcome was not denied
Lining the docks was a cheering crowd
And I heard that their cheers were very loud
She'd been launched in the pouring rain
Beautifully crafted with axe and plane
Christened with a gold loving cup
In the harbour to bring her good luck
The Brixham Mayflower had arrived
And a warm welcome was not denied
Lining the docks was a cheering crowd
And I heard that their cheers were very loud
With thousands of applicants to join her crew
The captain could only chose a few
Such a triumph for Upham's shipyard
The ship sailing on when a storm hit her hard
With English oak and canvas sail
Mr Charlton's vision would prevail
Mr Charlton's vision would prevail
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Smokey Joe
02:10
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Smokey Joe on Telegraph hill
Watching the cars go by
I wonder if he'd still be there
If he was still alive
His face was brown from wood smoke
His beard thick with grime
Next to the Torquay bound carriageway
He would while away the time
Smokey Joe on Telegraph hill
With his fire and lack of soap
His features looked so dirty
From the continuous wood smoke
I read that he came from Cornwall
Where he'd lived in a cave
On the journey home from Exter
When we saw him we would wave
He is a childhood memory
One that I cannot forget
I still look out for him
But time cannot be reset
Smokey Joe on Telegraph hill
Watching the cars go by
I wonder if he'd still be there
If he was still alive
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Tar Barrels
04:02
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Come you good people, come gather around
And I’ll tell you a tale of an old Devon town
A story of barrels and tar burning bright
The strangest of times every Bonfire Night
You’re here at your own risk so the signs say
Why do they do it, why on this day?
A sense of tradition or a strange sense of fun?
Or just glad to be part of the Tar Barrel run?
It starts with the cannons, how loud they all sound
What happens next is sure to astound
Then up step the children how proud they all are
Of their age-old tradition of barrels and tar
A burning barrel tied to your back
Your only protection a bit of old sack
Friends and family look on in awe
As the famous tar barrels are run once more
They come In their thousands from far and near
To witness the fun and have the odd beer
Of the flaming barrels you need to be wary
On the fifth of November in Ottery St Mary
There’s a fair, and a bonfire for you to admire
But most are here for the barrels and fire
As the night goes on the barrels get larger
And the crowd swells and cheers grow louder
Now midnight has passed and the last barrel’s run
It’s finished this year and the crowd’s now gone
We’ll be counting the days until we return
To witness again the tar barrels burn
Come you good people, come gather around
And I’ll tell you a tale of an old Devon town
A story of barrels and tar burning bright
The strangest of times every Bonfire Night
The strangest of times every Bonfire Night
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The Teignmouth Wassail
03:27
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Wassail, wassail here's to the wassail
Lift up your voices in song
Wassail, wassail here's to the wassail
We won't detain you too long
Let us drink to your health
May long you survive
Let us drink to your wealth
May you prosper and thrive
The Teignmouth Wassail, the Teignmouth wassail
Lift up your voices in song
Second chorus
Wassail, wassail here's to the wassail
Lift up your voices in song
Wassail, wassail here's to the wassail
We won't detain you too long
Second verse
Let your apple trees grow
All through the year
So the cider can flow
With boundless good cheer
The Teignmouth Wassail, the Teignmouth wassail
Lift up your voices in song
Wassail, wassail here's to the wassail
Lift up your voices in song
Wassail, wassail here's to the wassail
We won't detain you too long
Our ale is good and our cider is gold
Let's merrily toast your fine household
As the wassail bowl is passed around
And happy voices this day resound
Wassail, wassail here's to the wassail
Lift up your voices in song
Wassail, wassail here's to the wassail
We won't detain you too long
Wassail, wassail here's to the wassail
Lift up your voices in song
Wassail, wassail here's to the wassail
We won't detain you too long
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The Legendary Ten Seconds started off as the solo music project of Ian Churchward during the time when he was the lead guitar player of The Morrisons who were featured on John Peel's radio one show back in 1987. In 2013 Lord Zarquon joined Ian's music project and since then the line up has gradually expanded and various guest musician's and vocalists have helped out in the recording studio. ... more
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