Near Kingswear town there stands a tree

That stand alone and waits for me

To take the track back to the sea

The way down by The Mewstone


Past the beacon in the corn

Built for every seaman born

To the works of war forlorn

At bay down by The Mewstone


Above the rocks - beneath the pine

Look-outs lost in leaf and vine

Still staring out in dark design

Decay down by The Mewstone


When life and living make no sense

And all I care for gives offence

I do not fret but get me hence

To stray down by The Mewstone


And when I walk that winding lane

Towards the sea beyond the grain

I find my peace of mind again

And pray down by The Mewstone


The fields my church - the wind my choir

The sky above a mighty spire

That soars and draws my spirit higher

Each day down by The Mewstone.

(C)2006/2019 M.C. Newberry

My thanks to Pete Dymond of Dymond Studios Bristol BS15 1UA for the recording.




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M.C. Newberry

Fri 22nd Feb 2019 22:54

JC - with your top notch "track record" (excuse music-type pun), your
comment is MUCH appreciated - thanks. I'm hoping to get the song
taken up by members of the South Devon folk scene and maybe
even wider afield.

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John Coopey

Fri 22nd Feb 2019 22:16

Fabulous stuff, MC. Full of innocent Devonian charm.
I find it hard to believe that a gnarled old 'un like yourself could take offence at much these days.

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M.C. Newberry

Thu 21st Feb 2019 21:13

Anyone taking the road from Brixham to the lower ferry at Kingswear
can find the turning that leads to Higher Brownstone where a lone
tree marks the start of the metalled track that leads down to the
remains of the old WW2 coastal defences beside the River Dart
estuary. My late eldest sister knew them during her youthful wartime
service in those dangerous days. She lost a wartime love - missing
in action over the Channel - and later moved Stateside and married
a survivor of the D-Day invasion - wounded and shipped back to
the UK to recuperate before going back home to Louisiana., with
my sister following on to spend the rest of her life there.

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