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Festival Wind

アーティスト:Heather Alexander  アルバム:Festival Wind 

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The sun comes up and it starts the day So I grab a cup of my favourite tay And I cross the creek where the crawdads play in their watery home The weasel whistles and the herons hum And the pixie pirouettes upon my thumb So I know that the day has finally come, it's time to roam CHORUS: Pack our bags, harness the horses For the frog just danced, the cat just grinned I've now heard from reliable sources That we're bound out on the festival wind! A belt, a broach and a cloak of wool And a tin cup, knife and a wooden bowl And some sweet potcheen in a cruiscin full is what we'll need Wrapped up tight in the family plaid Are the grins and giggles of the games we've played And they're all trussed up in the tools of trade to earn our feed We bless the cottage as we depart


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