Superb rendition in the old "brother" style of close harmony and stone faces (the Bolick Bros would approve IMHO)... and ya gotta like Chris sportin' his "river boat gambler" look! Get ya a stovepipe hat and all will be complete! ;)
It was midnight on the stormy deep My solitary watch I'd keep And think of her I'd left behind And ask if she'd be true and kind I never shall forget the day That I was forced to go away In silence there my head she'd rest And pressed me to her loving breast Oh Willy don't go back to sea There's other girls as good as me But none can love you true as I Pray don't go where the bullets fly The deep deep sea may us divide And I may be some other's bride But still my thoughts will sometime times stray To thee when thou art far away I never have proved false to thee The heart I gave was true as time But you have proven untrue to me I can no longer call thee mine Then fare-thee-well I'd rather make My home upon some icy lake Where the southern sun refused to shine Then to trust a love so false as thine
It just doesn't get any better than this!
It's so beautiful and perfect - so it hurts ....
Just Lovely Fellas! Many Blessings and Kind Thanks! DaveyJO in Pennsylvania
Chris Henry is a student of the Monroe style, both on mandolin and vocals, to the point of near perfection.
stunning
Love this song.
Very very nice!! Thanks for posting!
OMG! What more could you ask for?!
Sweet song
Nailed it!!
Superb rendition in the old "brother" style of close harmony and stone faces (the Bolick Bros would approve IMHO)... and ya gotta like Chris sportin' his "river boat gambler" look! Get ya a stovepipe hat and all will be complete! ;)
Clearly inspired by Doc Watson and Bill together. One of my favorite recordings. This is great!
Indeed, a "powerful" number!
Nice
Nice, guys!
Thx! :)
Did you know that Peter Rowan learned music on the ukulele?
It was midnight on the stormy deep
My solitary watch I'd keep
And think of her I'd left behind
And ask if she'd be true and kind
I never shall forget the day
That I was forced to go away
In silence there my head she'd rest
And pressed me to her loving breast
Oh Willy don't go back to sea
There's other girls as good as me
But none can love you true as I
Pray don't go where the bullets fly
The deep deep sea may us divide
And I may be some other's bride
But still my thoughts will sometime times stray
To thee when thou art far away
I never have proved false to thee
The heart I gave was true as time
But you have proven untrue to me
I can no longer call thee mine
Then fare-thee-well I'd rather make
My home upon some icy lake
Where the southern sun refused to shine
Then to trust a love so false as thine