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SheffieldLive! Latest PodcastsThank Goodness it’s Folk 27-03-2026 at 11:00. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.

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Get your campaign on Sheffield Live. To find out more about advertising on Sheffield Live, write to advertising at Sheffieldlive.org or call o114-281-4082. Thank goodness it's folk. Every Friday, Sheffield Live, 93.2 FM and Worldwide at www.Sheffield Live.org. Where the dazzleies are, follow. Now you've heard the songs I love to sing, the chains I'd like to play, while it's all of them I don't miss out on that upon the way, both friends to keep me company until my dying day. I'll be rolling down the library, the morning.

My story's in your newspaper, some made and some devised, while it's working, folk is summer, whilst there's this man who can die, but with poverty and scandal, there's a world to stay alive, keep me rolling down the library, the morning. There's a lot more songs, a line to sing, they call me I go day, but I must be heading on once, to have some of the days, and to roll the time on strong, like the clouds of the pen I play, I'll be rolling down the library, the morning. Now it's not sentimental, the soldier I sustain, now all good old plays are with us, I'm the first one to live in the lanes,

no sense in looking backwards, it's a part of the keeps me sane, keeps me rolling down the library, the morning. I'll never be a wealthy man, like never caught a plane. It's too old to be a rising star, always miss the game, thought it's maybe you'll remember, the music had with my day, the cycle rolling down the library, the morning. There's a lot more songs, a line to sing, they call me I go day, but I must be heading on once, to have some of the days, and to roll the time on strong, like the clouds of the pen I play, I'll be rolling down the library, the morning.

I've been to far off the lessons, times were time and choice, slain and bothered a southern wonder, the images were right, but the times you find me working, the morning for going, I'll be rolling down the library, the morning, the trouble grows in the Holland, the winter winds and tines, the spent springtime days in the flunders, summer down the night, go to an autumn in and superlating, but it's then I have a mind, to roll rolling down the library, the morning. There's a lot more songs, a line to sing, they call me I go day, but I must be heading on once, to have some of the days,

and to roll the time on strong, like the clouds of the pen I play, I'll be rolling down the library, the morning. There are miles upon the boat away, and long before me still, through the sweeping towns of the thickest, on the mist upon the hill, I'll be questions in the reservoir, shadows from the hills, I'll be rolling down the library, the morning. I hope my engine stays full, like the headlamps burning bright, on a nanny-up musician, as a baby through the night, mind you stand for, the trouble grows, but it turns out you lie, then the rolling down the library, the morning.

There's a lot more songs, a line to sing, they call me I go day, but I must be heading on once, to have some of the days, and to roll the time on strong, like the clouds of the pen I play, I'll be rolling down the library, it's ever rolling down the library, I'm going down the river, in the morning. Pete Coe there, with the rolling down the river. I'll be eight years birthday, Pete Coe, and this is what Pete will be doing to celebrate. He will be calling, Kaley with the Bismarck's, Wearing Green Community Centre, near Brighouse, on 28th March, and then on 29th March, we'll be doing a solo concert,

Holland's Mill Salvy Bridge, which is free entry, charity gig for Parkinson's. Do go along if you can, and have a birthday, Pete Coe. Now, let's go back to our look at the festivals, and we get to one of my favourites. Well, they're all, I like them all. We get to probably my favourite festival in the year, which is Sydney, and this year that goes from the 31st, July to the 7th of August, and one of my favourite bands, are headlining there. This is Cathy Kaley.

Shutter is beautiful, Shutter is beautiful, I like it all, wearing Green Community Centre, near Brighouse, on 28th March, we're going to celebrate. We're going to celebrate, we're going to celebrate.

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. . . . . delighted to introduce, once again, this wonderful legend of the man. This is Richard Thompson with Galway to Graceland. And she never thought twice. She picked up her bags and walked into the night. The silver wings carried her over the sea.

From the west coast of Ireland to West Tennessee, just to be with a sweet heart. Or she left everything. From Galway to Graceland to be with the king. And she sang love metanda. That's the song she loved best. She had Elvis, I love you, tattooed on a bright. When the landed and Memphis, well our heart beats so fast. She came for so long now, she'd see him at last. She nailed her to his grave site day after day.

Conquerors in time, they would lead her away. Just to be with a sweet heart, or she left everything. From Galway to Graceland to be with the king. In the thousands that came from the whole universe, to pair their respects. And there's a lost resting place. But plainly she now fell. And she told him her dreams. And she thought that he answered, but that's how it seemed.

Then that dragged her away. It was Henry Cups this time. She said, my dear man, how are you out of your mind? Don't you know that you're with my rat? See, I'm wearing his ring. I come from Galway to Graceland to be with the king. I come from Galway to Graceland to be with the king. Oh, Oh, Oh, oh.

Just when every rate of hope was gone. I should have known that you would come along. I can't believe I'll never dare to tell you My old friend, the blues Another lonely night, a nameless death You see, won't get me, you will come around Cause I can always come to you My old friend, the blues Cause lovers, leaving friends will let you down You're the only sure thing I've found

There's one thing I know I Never leave My old friend, the blues Cause lovers, leaving friends will let you down You're the only sure thing I've found There's one thing I know I'll never lose My old friend, the blues

Let me rest my weary heart on you My old friend, the blues A dear reader there, with my old friend, the blues Before that, you had Richard Thompson And I'm delighted with him looking forward to seeing those two Focused, also focused, you can see the magpies You can see Michael McGaldrick and Tim Edie The elephant sessions, Ellie Gowers and loads, loads more Focused from the 21st to the 23rd of August

On that holiday weekend, of course, we've got the shrews without festival Let's have a listen to some of the acts that are appearing The shrews without festival this year beginning with Greg Russell You Irishman, holy young and stern, with adventure in your soul There are better ways to spend your days than working down their home I was tall and true, all I was six, four, two But they broke me across the back, my name I know It's not my own, they call me Prokage

The gang is blue-eyed, boy was I big Jack could do no wrong And the reason simply was because I could work hard hours and long I was tall and true, all I was six, four, two But they broke me across the back, my name I know It's not my own, they call me Prokage I've seen men old before that time that this has drawn a hundred But so soon did I think what might be lying themselves away

I was tall and true, all I was six, four, two But they broke me across the back, my name I know It's not my own, they call me Prokage I cursed the day, I went away to work on the hydrodams My hopes, my fears, my sweats, my tears, all bound up in the shuffling jam I was tall and true, all I was six, four, two But they broke me across the back, my name I know It's not my own, they call me Prokage They say that honest, toil is good for your spirit and your soul

But believe me boys, it's for your sweat and your blood They want you down their homes I was tall and true, all I was six, four, two But they broke me across the back, my name I know It's not my own, they call me Prokage I was tall and true, all I was six, four, two But they broke me across the back, my name I know It's not my own, they call me Prokage They call me Prokage They call me Prokage I was tall and true, all I was six, four, two

But they broke me across the back, my name I know It's not my own, they call me Prokage They say that honest, toil is good for your spirit and your soul But they broke me across the back, my name I know It's not my own, they call me Prokage They call me Prokage They say that honest, toil is good for your spirit and your soul But they broke me across the back, my name I know It's not my own, they call me Prokage They say that honest, toil is good for your spirit and your soul But they broke me across the back, my name I know It's not my own, they call me Prokage

They say that honest, toil is good for your spirit and your soul But they broke me across the back, my name I know It's not my own, they call me Prokage They say that honest, toil is good for your spirit and your soul But they broke me across the back, my name I know It's not my own, they call me Prokage They say that honest, toil is good for your spirit and your soul But they broke me across the back, my name I know . . .

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. . . In a woman's shirt tonight, but oh, there we go, out for sale. All right, let's do it. Thank you. This is Sharon Shannon, who will be headlining the New Durham folk festival, which takes place in September from the 18th to the 20th of September in Durham. That takes place of Hartley Paul folk festival. We're going to finish the program with this. Thank you all for listening. Hope this has enticed you to book some tickets for festivals.

I'll see you next week folks. Look after one another. I'll see you next week. We'll leave it with Sharon Shannon.

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