Lyrics:
his coracle Buck-shot from the badger cull In the fields beside the water Swamp-land for the alder tree Mud-banks where the amblers flee In the trails
Clearing out the rivers Piles of fish guts Decorate the mudbanks Flanks of fishers Raking rocks below them Weights and anchors Floundering through
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