Текст песни His Name Is Andrew - Martin Carthy
His
name
is
Andrew
He
works
at
the
canning
factory
He
doesn′t
have
a
friend
He
chooses
to
wait
alone
for
his
life
to
end
When
Andrew
was
just
a
little
boy
He
learned
all
the
words
to
all
the
hymns
of
joy
And
he
sang
them
on
Sunday
And
he
sang
them
on
Monday
And
through
April
and
through
May
And
he
caught
them
say
God
is
love,
God
is
love
And
he
believed
them
This
child
was
Andrew
He
lived
in
a
world
of
no
sense
On
him
the
lion
grinned
He
sang
in
the
arms
of
God
as
he
strung
along
When
Andrew
was
tall
and
twenty-one
He
wandered
far
from
God
and
wondered
what
he'd
done
For
he
still
sang
on
Sunday
Though
he
muddled
through
Monday
With
a
silence
in
his
head
Till
in
jest
it
said
God
redeems,
God
redeems
And
he
believed
it
This
man
was
Andrew
On
hearing
a
voice
he
thought
was
stilled
Returned
to
the
arms
of
grace
He
stumbled
from
the
arms
of
night
into
a
lighted
place
When
Andrew
returned
into
the
light
He
lifted
his
voice
and
sang
away
the
night
And
the
preacher
from
Sunday
Heard
him
singing
on
Monday
And
he
stopped
him
with
a
word
From
the
dark
he
heard
God
is
dead,
God
is
dead
And
he
believed
it
My
name
is
Andrew
I
work
at
the
canning
factory
I
do
not
have
a
friend
I
choose
to
wait
alone
for
this
life
to
end

1 Scarborough Fair
2 Broomfield Hill
3 Lord Franklin
4 Poor Murdered Woman
5 January Man
6 His Name Is Andrew
7 King Henry
8 Skewbald
9 The Bedmaking
10 Geordie
11 Lovely Joan
12 Siege of Delhi
13 The Prickle-Holly Bush
14 I Sowed Some Seeds
15 The Devil & the Feathery Wife
16 The Maid And The Palmer
17 The Domination of the Sword
18 Bill Norrie
19 A Stitch in Time
20 Work Life Out To Keep Life In
21 Rackabello
22 Famous Flower of Serving Men
23 Christ Made a Trance
24 The Harry Lime Theme
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