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Just another diamond day
Just a blade of grass Just another bale of hay Hope the horses pass Just another field to plough Just a grain of wheat Just a sack of seed to sow And the children eat Just another life to live Just a word to say Just another love to give And a diamond day |
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Glow worms show the path we have to tread
Dreamers, we should be asleep in bed Moving slowly through the springtime air Holding moments in the depth of care Holding moments in the depth of care Whisper fairy stories till they're real Wonder how the night can make us feel Loving, living more with love to stay Long past sadness that was in our way Long past sadness that was in our way Dawntime mist begins reflecting light Waking sun, we'll soon forget our night Love me through the day and I'll with you go Into summer and the next year's snow Into summer and the next year's snow |
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In a lily pond I lay
All upon a summer's day Then I chased a dragonfly All across an ancient sky Falling with a thousand stars down the Milky Way to Mars Back again in time for day In a lily pond I lay The only thing he said to me Was: "Young lady, I love thee" In a lily pond I lay All upon a summer's day Then I chased a dragonfly All across an ancient sky Falling with a thousand stars down the Milky Way to Mars Back again in time for day In a lily pond I lay |
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Maurice Snail and Timothy Grub
Swanney and Blue and Emily Grub Decided one day to go into the wood And build them a house and live there if they could And they stayed there a while in the trees and the rain Till one day two blue men said, "You're all insane" And to please not come here again They had a green car called Happiness Runs Friday comes and Happiness runs out of petrol And everyone gets out to push And suddenly see through a gap in the bush A real caravan just like the one in their dreams The gypsy doesn't want it for nowadays it seems His home stays in one place and gleams He told them that he had a horse down the lane Saturday morning they went back again He showed them a shed that was built out of tin He opened the door and they all peered within And there lying on straw was a horse black as night With a star on her forehead and eyes full of light And they all fell in love at first sight They thought and they thought about having Black Bess Timothy planted some mustard and cress They lived in a cupboard and made it their home And lay there and dreamed of the days when they'd roam Up and down all the hills of the north countryside With the dogs eating buttercups on the wayside And they'd wave all the cities goodbye |
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The hound bays, the sheep graze
I'm counting the boats in the bay As they float they seem to say: "I'm counting the waves, I'm counting the waves" The men in the boats, they wave to their wives and say: "I'm counting the hours, counting the hours Counting the hours in the day" I'm counting the gulls that sit on the waves Surrounding the boats in the bay I'm counting the miles till we're there Where the sun and the rain and the snow Fall on the seeds and make them grow Fall on the rocks and make them crack Into pebbles and into sand Which is where I like to stand The hound bays, the sheep graze I'm counting the boats in the bay As they float they seem to say: "I'm counting the waves, I'm counting the waves" The men in the boats, they wave to their wives and say: "I'm counting the hours, counting the hours Counting the hours in the day" I'm counting the gulls that sit on the waves Surrounding the boats in the bay I'm counting the miles till we're there Where the sun and the rain and the snow Fall on the seeds and make them grow Fall on the rocks and make them crack Into pebbles and into sand Which is where I like to stand |
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And there's a sunset brimming over the sky
And there's a swallow teaching it's young how to fly Up on high See how fast the summer passes by And there's an oak leaf turning green into brown And there's a pine so proud of her evergreen gown Looking down See how fast the winter comes around And there's a rain cloud passing over our heads And there's a cat on the doorstep waiting to be fed Milk and bread Day is done and now it's time for bed |
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I wish I had a window over the bay
And a black horse grazing on the green all day I wish I had a well to draw my water from And a warm log fire for when the summer is gone I wish I had a window over the bay And a flock of white sheep to watch from where I lay I wish I had a little boat bobbing on the deep And a big wooden table all laid out for tea I wish I had a window over the bay And a dreamy eyed cow to fill my milking pail I wish I had a cockerel to raise me at dawn And a little bed to sleep in when the curtains are drawn |
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Rose Hip November
Autumn, I'll remember Gold landing at our door Catch one leaf and fortune will surround you evermore Pine tree, very tall Waiting for snow to fall Mist hangs very still Caught by dawn in castle moats around the sleeping hill Now a pipe is heard Happy is the shepherd Shepherdess and dog Father of the pastureland and mother of the flock Rose Hip November Autumn, I'll remember Gold landing at our door Catch one leaf and fortune will surround you evermore Evermore... Evermore... |
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Come wind, come rain, we're off again
Our muddy boots plod down the lane The snow has snowed, now the grass has growed And it's time that we were on the road The mare is shod, the miles untrod between us and the land of God We're on our way And everyday is another ten miles and an armful of hay Hey, ho, the wind and the rain It's another ten miles and a pocket of grain Come wind, come rain, we're off again Our muddy boots plod down the lane The snow has snowed, the grass has growed And it's time that we were on the road Hey, ho, the wind and the rain The passers-by wave their arms and grin |
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Traveling towards a hebridean sun
To build a white tower in our heads begun The grass knows, the hills know, we all know Spring has come, the good fountain flows Each hoof fall brings us nearer the land Of peat and seabirds and silver sand The grass knows, the hills know, we all know Spring has come, the good fountain flows |
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The rainbow river is a laughing stream
Down in a valley by a mountain that is pine tree tall The rainbow river has a small boy fishing with a worm And a jam jar by the waterfall Don't make a sound don't disturb the ground The biggest fish you ever saw is around And the rainbow river gives a rainbow fish As one small boy goes running proudly to his mother's call The stonebuilt farmhouse is a rough stone cottage Hiding close against the hillside up a winding track The stonebuilt farmhouse has a fair-haired farmer Wearing wooden shoes and building up a new haystack Run in the door stand on the stone floor The oven opens- there's the biggest loaf you ever saw And the stonebuilt farmhouse gives a good warm welcome As he sits down in his own chair with a Windsor back The magpie meadow is a glowing evening colour Sun is setting quietly and the boy is tired The magpie meadow has a sparrow hawk who hovers Hanging on the wind preying eagle eyed Sit by the lantern watch as the years turn Slowly bringing truth for every child to learn And the magpie meadow darkens gently blue now As the family sit their faces lit by ember fire |
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I love coming home from far across the sea
I pick my little wee wifey up and set her on my knee See how my eldest boy has grown Whilst I've been away See here's a boat I've whittled for thee, especially for thee I've thought of you everyday I love coming home from far across the sea And taking up my walking cane And passing through the trees I wander on the hillside, the doggie at my heel The bracken wave's a welcome to me "Where have you been? We've missed you a great deal" I love coming home from far across the sea I pick my little wee wifey up And set her on my knee |
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Jog along Bess, hop along May
Squeak along Blue, it's a walk-along day It's a long road and weary are we Bubble on kettle and make us all some tea Once there was a gypsy man Selling flowers from a baker's van Bess, she pulled him round the town Pulled her wagon all old and brown Till one day, we took her away Painted her wagon bright and gay Now she finds she's travelling north No more wandering back and forth Jog along Bess, hop along May Squeak along Blue, it's a walk-along day It's a long road and weary are we Bubble on kettle and make us all some tea Once there was an Afghan hound Loved by no one and pushed around Tied up in a stable yard Tangled and timid and howling hard Till one day, we took her away Called her Magog; shortened to May She hurt a paw, made it sore Now she runs on three legs instead of four Jog along Bess, hop along May Squeak along Blue, it's a walk-along day It's a long road and weary are we Bubble on kettle and make us all some tea There lived a dog in London Town With one ear up and the other ear down The neighbours said he mustn't bark The only grass he knew was in Hyde Park Till one day, we took him away Now Blue bounces through fields of hay But he sits and squeals like a squeaky wheel When the wheels are rolling, that's how he feels Jog along Bess, hop along May Squeak along Blue, it's a walk-along day It's a long road and weary are we Bubble on kettle and make us all some tea Little green wagon in a deep blue sky Wheels like dandelions passing by With a picture by Sam, a painting by John And a bonnie black hoss to lead you along Lucky green wagon, you were raggedy brown Now there is red at the hem of your gown And we brought you a pumpkin, brought you a mouse We wished very hard and you gave us a house Jog along Bess, hop along May Squeak along Blue, it's a walk-along day It's a long road and weary are we Bubble on kettle and make some tea |
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I climbed the peaks of glass with you
And walked a world of brass with you And gladly left the glaring streets To share a bed of grass with you You made the elder burn for me And cut the bird filled thorn for me And through the ripening summer days You bade the white road turn for me I rode the dark green deep with you And drove our dreams like sheep with you And now my love please let me cross Brown boundaries of sleep with you |
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