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Leaving Fort Knox

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(Molly Gamblin Music)

“one of folk’s most magnificent
albums to date.” -Lahri Bond, Dirty Linen

“(her voice) is strong and pure, yet
distinctively her own and never forced. With it,
she makes agile melodic twists and antique turns
of phrase seem as natural as conversation. To be
sure, there are fiddle, banjo, mandolin, acoustic
bass, and drums, but it’s a tasteful mix in which
you can hear every note. we have the yearning
“Saudade,” sung in Portuguese and English to a
Brazilian melody. This is followed by “Rarest
Rose,” a triumphant song of reaching beyond one’s
own walls, in imagery that could have sprung from
an English garden hundreds of years ago. There
are many sophisticated singer-songwriters plying
their trade and there is a strong community of
people who are keeping old songs alive. Yet,
there are relatively few artists who are bringing
a traditional sensibility to modern songwriting,
and in the process creating new traditional
music. Lui Collins is among the barefoot royalty
of this group ”
– Michael Devlin, Music Matters Review

Produced by Dana Robinson, with all songs by
Collins except where otherwise noted.

1. Things to Do
2. Loose the Ties (Dana Robinson)
3. Saudade
4. Rarest Rose
5. Leaving Fort Knox
6. Spark/Wings
7. The Dark Silkie
8. Green Light
9. Song of the Waters
10. Mystery Play
11. Won’t Miss You Darlin’
12. Swimming to the Other Side (Pat Humphries)

RAREST ROSE

I have built this prison, stone upon stone
And the walls rise up so dreary
Day upon day it’s grown and grown
And my life goes on forlornly.

And by the gate I buried the key
And the walls rise up so dreary
Which, should I choose, would set me free
And my life goes on forlornly.

Roses I grew of a beautiful hue
And the walls rise up so dreary
and the joy they brought me was deep and true
And my life goes on forlornly.

When my lover reached out to pluck one bloom
And the walls rise up so dreary
He pricked his hand on the sharpest thorn
And my life goes on forlornly.

For how could I bear my lover’s pain?
And the walls rise up so dreary
I let those roses go to ruin
And my life goes on forlornly.

Last night I dreamed of the rarest rose
And the walls rise up so dreary
Out past these walls I saw it grow
And my life goes on forlornly.

And in my hand I held the key
And the walls rise up so dreary
All cast in a delicate filigree
And my life goes on forlornly.

Beyond these walls I shall step this day
These walls that rise so dreary
And search I shall till I find that place
And my life goes on forlornly.

And I shall fetch that brightest rose
Past the walls that rise so dreary
To plant in my garden that it might grow
And my life go on most joyfully.

To plant in my garden that it might grow
And my life go on most joyfully.

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