Biography:
David Francey is a Scottish-born Canadian folk singer-songwriter. Born on 17 November 1954 in Ayrshire, Scotland, Francey immigrated to Canada with his family at age 12. After spending much of his life doing labour such as carpentry, he began a career in folk music in 1999, quickly making a name for himself on the folk festival circuit where he continues to perform.
Since leaving construction and recording Torn Screen Door in 1999, Francey has established himself as one of today’s finest singer-songwriters.
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Other songs:
- A Conversation
- A Thousand Miles
- All Lights Burning Bright
- Ankle Tattoo
- Annies House
- Ashtabula
- Badlands
- Ballad Of Bowser Macrae
- Banks Of The Seaway
- Belgrade Train
- Bitterroot
- Blue Heart Of Texas
- Blue Skies
- Broken Glass
- Cheap Motel
- Come Rain Or Come Shine
- Evening News
- February Morning Drive
- Flowers Of Saskatchewan
- Fourth Of July
- Grateful
- Green Fields
- Gypsy Boys
- Hammers
- Hard Steel Mill
- Harm
- Highway
- Highway 95
- Highwire
- Kansas
- Long Long Road
- Long Way Home
- Lucky Man
- Midway
- Mill Towns
- Ordinary Man
- Over You
- Paper Boy
- Pretty Jackals
- Promised Land
- Rain
- Red
- Saints And Sinners
- Satellite
- Saturday Night
- Skating Rink
- So Say We All
- Solitary Wave
- St Johns Train
- Sumach Street
- Sunday Morning
- The Chief Engineer
- The Waking Hour
- Things They Do
- Tonight In My Dreams
- Wanna Be Loved
- Weather Vane
- Wind In The Wires
- Wishing Well
- Wonder
- Working Poor
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I'd shoulder my bag down the Irvine Road
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When I was a paper boy
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With the Daily Record and the People's Friend
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I'd go down to the sunny side again
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Under the bridge where the railway bends
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When I was a paper boy
And my feet flew in the morning light
Racing the dawn as the sky grew bright
And everything in the world was right
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I'd walk the morning and the empty streets
Would ring to the sound of my own two feet
And I'd walk in step to my own heartbeat
When I was a paper boy
As the rain rolled down the back of my neck
I'd deliver the news of death and sex
Rhodesia, Speck and Malcolm X
When I was a paper boy
There's a crow in a treetop way up high
Hung as a warning left to die
And a moaning wind in the morning sky
When I was a paper boy
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Down to the agent's shop I'd go
C G D
I'd shoulder my bag down the Irvine Road
C G D
Past the council houses row on row
G C D
When I was a paper boy
C G
With the Daily Record and the People's Friend
C G D
I'd go down to the sunny side again
C G D
Under the bridge where the railway bends
C D G
When I was a paper boy
And my feet flew in the morning light
Racing the dawn as the sky grew bright
And everything in the world was right
When I was a paper boy
I'd walk the morning and the empty streets
Would ring to the sound of my own two feet
And I'd walk in step to my own heartbeat
When I was a paper boy
As the rain rolled down the back of my neck
I'd deliver the news of death and sex
Rhodesia, Speck and Malcolm X
When I was a paper boy
There's a crow in a treetop way up high
Hung as a warning left to die
And a moaning wind in the morning sky
When I was a paper boy
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