Tag: ACS Music

“Blow Away the Morning Dew” (lyrics from ingeb.org)

Oh, there was a shepherd’s son
Kept sheep upon a hill
He laid his pipe and crook aside
And there slept his fill

Singin’ ‘Blow away in the morning
Blow away, high-ho!
Blow away the morning dew
And blow, boys, blow!’

He looked east and he looked west
And he gave an underlook
And there he spied a lady fair
a-swimmin’ in a brook

Blow away in the morning
Blow away, high-ho!
Blow away the morning dew 
And blow, boys, blow!

He raised his head from his green bed
And then approached the maid
‘Put on your clothes, my dear,’ he says 
‘And be ye not afraid’

Blow away in the morning
Blow away, high-ho!
Blow away the morning dew,
And blow, boys, blow!

‘If you’ll not touch my mantle
And let my clothes alone
Then I’ll give you as much money
As you can carry home’

Blow away in the morning
Blow away, high-ho!
Blow away the morning dew,
and blow, boys, blow!

Note: A variation of this song can be found in the Assassin’s Creed IV Black Flag Sea Shanty Soundtrack

“God Save the Queen” from Assassin’s Creed Syndicate

God save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen:

Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us:
God save the Queen.

Thy choicest gifts in store,
On her be pleased to pour;
Long may she reign:

May she defend our laws,
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice
God save the Queen.

May she defend our laws,
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice
God save the Queen.

“Rule Britannia (Drunkard Version)” from Assassin’s Creed Syndicate

First at Heaven’s command
Arose from out the azure main
Arose, arose, arose from out the azure main 

This was the charter,
The charter of the land, 
And guardian angels sing this song:

‘Rule Britannia! Britannia rule the waves:
‘Britons never, never, never shall be slaves.’

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Never, never, never shall be slaves!

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SYNDICATE – An Assassin’s Creed Syndicate fanmix

Tracklist: In the Heat of the Moment (Toydrum Remix) by Noel Gallagher / Six Shooter by Coyote Kisses / Born For This by Royal Deluxe / Railroad Tracks by Willy Moon / New Blood by Zayde Wolf / Glitter And Gold by Barns Courtney / Silent Running by Hidden Citizens / Hurts So Good by Astrid S / Champion Sound by Ill Factor / Bloodlines by Austin Wintory

All voice samples were taken from @allsoundsasscreed.

Image courtesy of @nikashepard. 

Listen here.

Source: 8tracks.com

“The Bay of Biscay, O!” by Andrew Cherry

Loud roared the dreadful thunder,
The rain a deluge showers,
The clouds were rent asunder
By lightning’s vivid powers,
The night both drear and dark,
Our poor deluded bark

There she lay

till next day 
In the Bay of Biscay, O!

Now dashed upon the billow,
Our opening timbers creak,
Each fears a watery pillow,
None stop the dreadful leak!
There to cling to slippery shrouds,
Each breathless seaman crowds,
As she lay till the day
In the Bay of Biscay, O!

At length, the wished-for morrow
Broke through the hazy sky,
Absorbed in silent sorrow,
Each heaved a bitter sigh;
The dismal wreck to view,
Struck horror to the crew,
As she lay, on that day,
On the Bay of Biscay, O!

Her yielding timbers sever,
Her pitchy seams are rent,
When Heaven, all-bounteous ever,
Its boundless mercy sent.
A sail in sight appears;
We hail her with three cheers!
Now we sail, with the gale,
From the Bay of Biscay, O!

“Limerick Race” (lyrics from Traditional Music)

I’m a simple Irish lass, I’ve resolved to see some fun, sirs,
So to satisfy my mind, to Limerick town I come, sir;
Mother, what a perfect place, and what a charming city,
Where the boys are all so free, and the girls are all so pretty!

Musha ring a ding a da, ri too ral laddy, Oh!
Musha ring a ding a da, ri too ral laddy, Oh!

It was on the first of May, when I began me rambles,
When everything was there, both jaunting car and gambols;
I looked along the road, what was lined with smiling faces,
All driving off ding-a-dong to go and see the races.

Musha ring a ding a da, ri too ral laddy, Oh!
Musha ring a ding a da, ri too ral laddy, Oh!

So then I was resolved to go and see the race, sir.
And on a coach and four neatly took my place, sir;
When a chap bawls out: ‘Behind I’ and the coachman dealt a blow, sir;
Faith he pit me just as fair as if his eyes were in his poll, sir.

Musha ring a ding a da, ri too ral laddy, Oh!
Musha ring a ding a da, a too ral laddy, Oh!