Lords Of Shedland

The first song I wrote was a ditty for my then 4 year old niece...thirty years on I`m still making wacky not-much-sense songs to sing to my 10 year old. Some are a bit rude- this one doesn`t come with blushes,just a few broken things.

Style is _FLKSHS8.STY (Folk Swing 8ths Ukulele and Shak)

RealTracks in style: ~2480:Bass, Acoustic, Held Sw 110
RealTracks in style: ~1142:Ukulele, Strumming FolkSwing Sw 110
RealTracks in style: 2440:Guitar, Acoustic, Fingerpicking FolkySwing Sw 110
RealTracks in song: 1146:Fiddle, Background CountrySwing Sw 110 (Outside)
RealDrums in style: ShakerSwing8ths: a: Shaker b: ShakerSwing8ths
shedland choir




Lords Of Shedland

Trespassers Will
can`t you read the sign
on the door of my shed
for strange design

not now I`m busy
run along and play
making a Picasso
from sprockets chains and plates
making a Picasso from sprockets chains and plates

outside a scratching
sniffles mumbled words
he needs some wood
to make a sword

you`d best come in then
mind the messy floor
to fight this battle
we`re going to need a saw
to fight this battle we`re going to need a saw

suddenly
I`m not the man can`t who fix the roof
take the salt out of the sea
equally
we are the brigands from number 33
Lords of Shedland

once we were Kings
or Jedi I forget
plotting revenge on turncoats
in our castle shed

I was Little John
you my Robin Hood
feared by the bad we sang the song
loved by the good
feared by the bad loved by the good

suddenly
I`m not the man can`t who fix the roof
take the salt out of the sea
equally
we are the brigands from number 33
happily
we are motley fools
masters of foreign tongues
finally
climbing stairs to bed retelling all we`ve done
Lords of Shedland


© Robert Cordrey Dec. 2018