Lyrics:
Moorland and tree Moorland and tree Where my fathers walked Driving
on the moorlands, my Mary Don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands from me" How little was our notion when we parted on the ocean That we were forever parted from
has gone, I have gone" But fresh lilaced moorland fields Cannot hide the stolid stench of death Fresh lilaced moorland fields Cannot hide
the child Fire and the windows bright glittered on the moorland; Song, tuneful song, built a palace in the wild Now when day dawns on the brow
Fenland, moorland Fenland, moorland So throw your labels away ‘Cause love has no use for them So throw your labels away ‘Cause love has no use for them
This is a true history A young lady was lost Walking on the hill She saw the Moorland On the Moor And old woman told me In my mind these words:
walls that cross the land Run on away ahead and out of sight Down below the road cuts through the moorland To the houses of the huddled town Where you are
for the child. Fire and the windows bright glittered on the moorland Song, tuneful song, built a palace in the wild. Now when day dawns on the brow
In the moorland the little mavis flies On thermal breeze up to the sky Uplifting song she starts to sing It's a golden day; the start of spring
the child Fire and the windows bright glittered on the moorland Song, tuneful song, built a palace in the wild Now, when day dawns on the brow of the moorland
the moorlands I stand watch I use a longbow To launch my arrows In the moorlands I can hide In my mind's eye I'll twine my time And if there's an altar Who do I
doors Each tale's torment lost in spin Mythos woven down through distant kin In twilight's grip where legends grow Moorlands secrets make keep safely
Por tu estilo va de sobra Rouleteando en Santa Rosa Mi barrio se llama Moorland Asi que tengan cuidado Porque está bien controlado Sigo siendo el más
happy for the child. Fire and the windows bright glittered on the moorland Song, tuneful song, built a palace in the wild. Now when day dawns on the brow
A sunken lane, a muddy track A grey sky over the moorland It was much the same when we came this way Arm in arm last autumn Those may be the very
flower, Reminds me of my Mary on the banks of the Lee Don't stay out late love on the moorlands, my Mary Don't stay out late love on the moorlands from me
and the folks at Skibbereen The moorlands and the midlands with their forty shades of green But most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary town And most
Deep, deep shadows cast down on earth By the cold moon's light. In the moorland the mists rise up, This is the Werewolf's night. Twelve o'clock
O whither away my Bonnie May Sae late and sae dark in the gloamin? The mist gathers gray oer moorland and brae. O whither sae far are ye roamin'?
at Skibbereen The moorlands and the midlands with their forty shades of green But most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary town And most of all I miss her lips
O whither away my bonnie May Sae late and sae dark in the gloamin'? The mist gathers gray oer moorland and brae. O whither sae far are ye roamin'?
To lift an arm eastside of Atlanta Used to stay off Moorland Ave I told Phew I'm on my way, man He ain't ever pictured that Put some money on your partner
of Donaghadee I miss the river Shannon And the folks at Skibbereen The moorlands and the meddle With their forty shades of green But most of all I miss
and the folks at Skibbereen The midlands and the moorlands with their forty shades of green But most of all I miss the girl in Tipperary town And most of all I
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