Welcome to Traditionally Speaking
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Authors Tom Christie and Santa Joe Moore welcome you to "Traditionally Speaking", their new podcast where they will be discussing all things Christmas on both sides of the Atlantic. Join them as they talk about popular Christmas traditions and reveal how they are celebrated differently in the UK and the USA. Copyright © Tom Christie and Joe Moore, all rights reserved.
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BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here
A Rosebud By My Early Walk
by Robert Burns, read by Robert Murray
Blues for God, by Clive Rogers
Blues For God, by Clive Rogers
Loïc F - Le Passager
Scénario : Maria Caniati et Sébastien DanielImages : Mathieu AzemardParoles : Lionel Parrini Musique etarrangement : Loïc Filibert Acteurs : Maria Caniati (Le passager) et Loïc FilibertFiguration : Stéphanie Baccon, André Liotard, Annie Capéran, Monique Colletti, Arielle Fauquier, Cecile Hoareau
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here
Loïc F - Le Passager
Scénario : Maria Caniati et Sébastien DanielImages : Mathieu AzemardParoles : Lionel Parrini Musique etarrangement : Loïc Filibert Acteurs : Maria Caniati (Le passager) et Loïc FilibertFiguration : Stéphanie Baccon, André Liotard, Annie Capéran, Monique Colletti, Arielle Fauquier, Cecile Hoareau