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A HOLIDAY - (by Beyond The Pale)  Year: 2008
Beyond The Pale A beautiful and haunting rendition of the English classic ballad, with great vocals and authentic intricate accompaniment perfect for period movies or televisionv shows, Female Vocals, European, England
Type Play Track Info Catalog ID Min:Sec Tempo & BPM Price Control
Full Track - European, England
295205 5:29 Medium 110   


Track Summary
Music Track Title: A Holiday
Catalog ID: 295205  ISRC: US5UL0741278
Description: A beautiful and haunting rendition of the English classic ballad, with great vocals and authentic intricate accompaniment perfect for period movies or televisionv shows

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Artist or Group: Beyond The Pale

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Keywords: Haunting Keening beautiful rich lovely murder ballad

Music Genre > Sub-genre
    European Music
       UK / English music
Extended Properties
  Duration: 5:29   Tempo: Medium   BPM: 110
   Arrangement: Band / Ensemble
   Instruments: Guitar, Bass, Folk Fiddle, Mandolin, Tin Whistle, Vocals
   Vocal Mix: Female Vocals
   Language: English
Album: Angel On The Seventh Stair
Use Restrictions: Use in pornographic, x-rated, sexually stimulating or similar productions prohibited
Use in products or productions advocating racial, sexual or similar discrimination or bias prohibited


Moods: Beautiful, Dark, Disturbing, Dramatic, Edgy, Haunting, Intricate, Marching, Mournful, Mysterious, Powerful, Reflective, Sad, Serious, Solemn, Stirring, Strange, Subtle, Suspenseful, Tension

Styles: Drama / Mature, Dramatic Soundtrack, Early Music, Fantasy, Film Vocal, History, Romantic Drama, Romantic Epic, Royal Events, TV Vocal

Regions: England

Lyrical Topics: Betrayal, Men / Man, Jealousy, Infidelity, Guilty Pleasures

Lyrics
A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year
Lord Donal's wife came into the church, the gospel for to hear
And when the meeting it was done, she cast her eyes about
And there she saw little Matty Groves, walking in the crowd
"Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight
Come home with me, little Matty Groves, and sleep with me till light"
"Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep with you tonight
By the rings on your fingers I can tell you are my master's wife"
"But if I am Lord Donal's wife, Lord Donald's not at home
He is out in the far cornfields bringing the yearlings home"

And a servant who was standing by and hearing what was said
He swore Lord Donald he would know before the sun would set
And in his hurry to carry the news, he bent his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad millstream, he took off his shoes and he swam

Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep
When he awoke, Lord Donald was standing at his feet
Saying "How do you like my feather bed and how do you like my sheets
How do you like my lady who lies in your arms asleep?"
"Oh, well I like your feather bed and well I like your sheets
But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep"
"Well, get up, get up," Lord Donald cried, "get up as quick as you can
It'll never be said in fair England that I slew a naked man"
"Oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life
For you have two long beaten swords and I not a pocket knife"
"Well it's true I have two beaten swords and they cost me deep in the purse
But you will have the better of them and I will have the worse
And you will strike the very first blow and strike it like a man
I will strike the very next blow and I'll kill you if I can"

So Matty struck the very first blow and he hurt Lord Donald sore
Lord Donald struck the very next blow and Matty struck no more
And then Lord Donald took his wife and he sat her on his knee
Saying "Who do you like the best of us, Matty Groves or me?"
And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free
"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you or your finery"

Lord Donald he jumped up and loudly he did bawl
He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall
"A grave, a grave," Lord Donald cried, "to put these lovers in
But bury my lady at the top for she was of noble kin
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