Top Songs By Ye Banished Privateers
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ye Banished Privateers
Performer
Anton Täljebäck
Violin
Bellows
Lead Vocals
Filthylocks
Lead Vocals
Battery
Drums
Scurvy Ben
Background Vocals
Monkey Boy
Background Vocals
Old Red
Background Vocals
Shanghai Choong
Sitar
MAGPIE
Background Vocals
Silent Jim
Mandolin
Nobility
Harmonium
Harpy
Harpsichord
Eva the Navigator
Violin
Quick Fhinn
Lead Vocals
Blackpowder Pete
Lead Vocals
Shameless Will
Background Vocals
Freebird
Violin
Hogeye McGuinn
Banjo
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Mollwing
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ye Banished Privateers
Producer
Henrik Oja
Recording Engineer
Björn Malmros
Mixing Engineer
Anton Täljebäck
Recording Engineer
Mats Hammarström
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
As the tree falls, so shall it lie
As a man lives, so shall he die
As the sea heaves, full fathom five
We'll tumbling along, as she pitches and dives
[Verse 2]
A storm is abound, over the sound
You have to hold fast as long's you're alive
The seaboard a-sound, with the wind howling 'round
As all things that stand, come a-tumbling a-ground
[Verse 3]
You returned from the sea, to the great rowan tree
We would live of the land, the land, you and me
For the tree and our love, deeply rooted they stand
I said the sea is a thief with a cold, grasping hand
[Verse 4]
Despite what we gained, as the wild winds blew
I wavered, unveiled what I knew to be true
Not by choice, but by need, I signed with a crew
A-six months at sea, our dreams to renew
[Chorus]
O, my love, don't you weep
Thou the gale will sweep
Not a thing we can keep
It's all bound for the deep
Now the rigs coming down
Ship downwind to beat
The wind claws at the trees
I go down with the fleet
[Verse 5]
Hear the din all around, above where we're bound
As the old rowan cracks and falls to the ground
Yet all things must fall, we're bound to the call
The bell down below, it summons us all
[Chorus]
O, my love, don't you weep
Thou the gale will sweep
Not a thing we can keep
It's all bound for the deep
Now the rigs coming down
Ship downwind to beat
The wind claws at the trees
I go down with the fleet
[Outro]
And down by the grove, no trees standing tall
No one to cleave, nor save a stack for the fall
From down below, here this, my call
I'm telling you this, and this shall be all
As the tree falls, so shall it lie
As a man lives, so shall he die
Written by: Peter Mollwing