Hand in Hand Together

Driving folk-rock acoustic ballad with a march-like sea-shanty pulse, brisk strummed acoustic guitar, bold fiddle countermelodies, deep kick and handclap-style snare, sturdy bass, and communal harmony vocals, Begin with guitar alone, build rhythmic solo lead through the first verse, open into wide full-band choruses with gang harmonies, pull back for an intimate second verse that rises into a shout, then strip to a heavy stomping bridge chant before a final swelling ensemble outro that gradually fades, Earthy, melodic, raw-edged live-room energy with clear lead vocal and strong singalong dynamics

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[Intro] [Strummed acoustic guitar, building] [Verse 1] Mind is moving me to music, Thoughts are thronging, bent on singing, Urge me out to start the chanting, Set me sounding forth in saga, Songs of kin to sing and sound out, Lays of clan to lift and lengthen. Words are melting in my mouth now, Speech comes pouring, pitter-patter, Quick to quiver on the tongue-tip, Scatter, spilling on my teeth-rows. [Chorus] Clasp we hand in hand together, Fingers fastened fast in fingers, Singing songs of worth and goodness, Setting out the best and brightest, Heard by golden-hearted hearers, Wise of way and willing-minded, By the youth who now are rising, By the folk who now are growing! [Verse 2] Brother dear, my darling brother, Fair companion, grown beside me, Come now, sing along beside me, Speak along with me in saga, Since we two have met together, Having come from two directions, Seldom do we meet together, Seldom find each other’s faces On these rough and ragged borders, In the Northland’s paltry places. [Chorus] Clasp we hand in hand together, Fingers fastened fast in fingers, Singing songs of worth and goodness, Setting out the best and brightest, Heard by golden-hearted hearers, Wise of way and willing-minded, By the youth who now are rising, By the folk who now are growing! [Bridge] Words that we have won and gathered, Songs that we have tuned and tightened From the belt of Väinämöinen, From the forge of Ilmarinen, From the blade of Kaukomieli, From the bow of Joukahainen, From the far-off fields of Pohja, From the heaths of Kalevala! [Outro] Words that we have won and gathered... Songs that we have tuned and tightened... Clasp we hand in hand together... Fingers fastened fast in fingers...

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