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Ella Brown

by Moss & Jones

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Moss & Jones' single, Ella Brown, is taken from their EP Amateur Astronomy, out later this spring.

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released May 10, 2015

ALL instruments played by Moss & Jones.
Ella Brown produced by Andy Bowes at Catalyst Studios, St. Helens.
Reynardine and Molly produced by Kerry Foster at St. Helens College.

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Moss & Jones Merseyside, UK

The folk-inspired duo Moss & Jones consists of Ruth Moss & Marc Jones, a multi-instrumental musical couple (just married!) from Merseyside!

Folky goodness" - RatholeRadio.org
"That old English folky feel but with a sense of...something in the woodshed" - LIverpoolBands.co.uk
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Track Name: Ella Brown
I first saw her at a party across a crowded room.
Glass in hand, and booming laugh, and a beautiful costume:
Ella wore a navy dress with stars spilled down the front;
with bright red hair and walking boots she looked so confident.

(Chorus)
Oh Ella Brown with your hair so bright; your hips so round and your head held high; beauty wrapped in eloquence; Ella Brown I loved you once.

Ella let me follow her; disciple, or a pet; not a lover, not as such; not ready for all that yet. I spent my time in awe of her but she rarely let me close. I told myself I didn't care; it was all experience.

(Chorus)

We walked under the stars one night, the milky way a blur. I had a weight lodged on my chest and passed it onto her. I asked her if she felt for me the way I felt inside. She said, "my dear, I never have. But nor have I ever lied."

Sometimes you love. Sometimes you lose. Sometimes you learn.
Sometimes you love. Sometimes you lose. Sometimes you learn.

Chorus x 3, third time finishes with "oh Ella Brown I THOUGHT I loved you once."
Track Name: Reynardine
(Traditional)

One evening as I rambled along the springing thyme I overheard a young woman converse with Reynardine.
She said, "young man, be civil; my company forsake, for in my own opinion I fear you are a rake."
"Oh no, no rake am I," he cried, "brought up on Venus' train! And I'm searching for concealment from all the judge's men!"
Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips; they lost their former dye, as she fell into his arms then, oh, on that mountainside.
They had but kissed just once, or twice, when she came to again and so modestly she asked of him, "oh pray tell me your name?"
He said, "if by chance you look for me you'll not by chance me find, for I'll be in my castle; enquire of Reynardine."
Now day and night she follows him, his teeth so white they shine as he leads her o'er the mountains; that sly, bold Reynardine.