Songs From The Wood Songtext / Lyric

Let me bring you songs from the wood
To make you feel much better than you
could know –
Dust you down from tip to toe -
Show you how the garden grows –
Hold you steady as you go –
Join the chorus if you can:
It´ll makes of you an honest man.

Let me bring you love from the field:
Poppies red and roses filled with
Summer rain
To heal the wound and still the pain
That threatens again and again
As you drag down every lovers´ lane.
Life´s long celebration´s here.
I´ll toast you all in penny cheer.

Let me bring you all things refined:
Galliards and Lute songs served in chilling ale.
Greeting well-met fellow, hail!
I am the wind top fill your sail.
I am the cross to take your nail:
A singer of these ageless times –
With kitchen prose and gutter rymes.

Songs from the wood make you feel much better

Let me bring you love from the field:
Poppies red and roses filled with
Summer rain
To heal the wound and still the pain
That threatens again and again
As you drag down every lovers´ lane.
Life´s long celebration´s here.
I´ll toast you all in penny cheer.

Songs from the wood make you feel much better