Fairport Convention

Full House

WALK AWHILE (R Thompson/D Swarbrick)
Walk awhile, walk awhile, walk awhile with me
The more we walk together, love, the better we'll agree
We'll agree

One hand in your mouth and your finger in your eye
Undertakers bows their heads as you go walking by

Walk awhile, walk awhile, walk awhile with me
The more we walk together, love, the better we'll agree
We'll agree

Here comes a mother's son a-ringing on a bell
And here comes your own dear child, another tale to tell

Walk awhile, walk awhile, walk awhile with me
The more we walk together, love, the better we'll agree
We'll agree

Bring along the brewer's shed, bring the cuckoo tree
Bring your lady mother along to keep us company

Walk awhile, walk awhile, walk awhile with me
The more we walk together, love, the better we'll agree
We'll agree

Two miles down the road, Henry Tompkin's bride
Three miles down the road, he's running for his life

Walk awhile, walk awhile, walk awhile with me
The more we walk together, love, the better we'll agree
We'll agree

Oh, walk awhile, walk awhile, walk awhile with me
The more we walk together, love, the better we'll agree
We'll agree
SLOTH (R Thompson/D Swarbrick)
Just a roll, just a roll
Just a roll on your drum
Just a roll, just a roll
And the war has begun

Now the right thing's the wrong thing
No more excuses to come
Just one step at a time
And the war has begun

Just a roll, just a roll
Just a roll on your drum
Just a roll, just a roll
And the war has begun

She's runaway, she's runaway
And she ran so bitterly
Now call to your colours, friend
Don't you call to me

Just a roll, just a roll
Just a roll on your drum
Just a roll, just a roll
And the war has begun

Don't you cry, don't you cry
Don't you cry upon the sea
Don't you cry, don't you cry
For your lady and me

Just a roll, just a roll
Just a roll on your drum
Just a roll, just a roll
And the war has begun

Just a roll, just a roll
Just a roll on your drum
Oh just a roll, just a roll
And the war has begun
DOCTOR OF PHYSICK (R Thompson/D Swarbrick)
Take care, daughter dear
Don't dream on any gallant men tonight
Take care, daughter dear 
For the doctor comes to steal your goods in the dead of night
Every sigh he'll hear, so wear your relic near
Doctor Monk unpacks his trunk tonight

Oh Father dear
I dreamed last night a man sat on my bed
And I fear
When I awoke I could not find my maiden head
Every sigh he'll hear, so wear your relic near
Doctor Monk unpacks his trunk tonight

He'll have you all
You fine young ladies pure as fallen snow
He'll have you all
If you think upon improper things the doctor will know
Every sigh he'll hear, so wear your relic near
Doctor Monk unpacks his trunk tonight
Doctor Monk unpacks his trunk tonight

All songs by Richard Thompson except where noted.