Twelfth Night Songs

by Derek Spaldo

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These songs were written for MaineStage Shakespeare's production of Twelfth Night, which ran Summer 2015 in Kennebunk and Kennbunkport, Maine.

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released September 5, 2015

Lyrics by William Shakespeare. Music by Derek Spaldo.

Sax on "The Wind and The Rain": Aidan Nelson
Vocal harmonies on "The Wind and The Rain" composed by Sam Cooper

Album photo by Ana Dinino.

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Derek Spaldo Chicago, Illinois

Derek Spaldo is a Chicago-based musician and actor. Guitar & vocals in @garciapeoples

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Track Name: The Wind and The Rain
When that I was and a little tiny boy
With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain
A foolish thing was but a toy
For the rain it raineth every day

But when I came to man's estate
With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain
'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate
For the rain it raineth every day

But when I came alas to wive
With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain
By swaggering could I never thrive
For the rain it raineth every day

But when I came unto my beds
With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain
With tosspots still had drunken heads
For the rain it raineth every day

A great while ago the world begun
With a hey, ho, the wind and the rain
But that's all one, our play is done
And we'll strive to please you every day
Track Name: Oh, Mistress Mine
O, mistress mine
Where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear
Your true love's coming
That can sing both high and low

Trip no further, pretty sweeting
Journey's end in lover's meeting
Every wise man's son doth know

What is love?
'Tis not hereafter
Present mirth hath present laughter
What's to come is still unsure

In delay there lies no plenty
Then come kiss me sweet and twenty
Youth's a stuff will not endure
Track Name: Come Away, Death
Come away, come away death
And in sad cypress let me be laid
Fly away, fly away breath
I am slain by a fair cruel maid

My shroud of white, stuck all with yew
O, prepare it
My part of death, no one so true did share it

A thousand, thousand sighs to save
Lay me, o, where sad true lover never find my grave
To weep there

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