Hunting The Wren Lyrics

My father left me an acre of land Ivy, sing ivy Between salt water and salt sea sand And a bunch of green holly and ivy I plowed it all under with an old rams horn I sowed it all ...Read Full Lyrics

Old Dan Tucker was a mean old man Washed his face in a frying pan Combed his hair with a wagon wheel Died with a toothache in his heel Get out the way, old Dan Tucker Youre too la...Read Full Lyrics

By Robin Williamson Robin Williamson: Piano, mandolin and vocals. Stan Lee Buttons: Organ. You treat me so kindly How can I repay Seeing your lips talking So lovely takes my brea...Read Full Lyrics

Words rw, music trad Irish: Nancy's Whiskey 1978 At age 14 they gave us training To number off by threes and give salutes To clean and fire the Lee and Enfield To answer smartly s...Read Full Lyrics

By Robin Williamson Purple clouds turn scarlet in the setting sun Where sagebrush turns to alive oak and the white tail run The air is cool as music when the day is gone And God p...Read Full Lyrics

Pastime with good company I love and shall untill I die Grudge who will let none deny So god be pleased this life will I For my pastance* hunt sing and dance My heart is set All go...Read Full Lyrics

Words and music Robin Williamsson 1978 I learned in school That I was mad if they were sane, you see They had to beat me black and blue They said it hurt them more than me But I l...Read Full Lyrics

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 hang...Read Full Lyrics

In the summer that my son was born In the same unchanging town that fathered me I retraced many steps trying to fit my own footsteps Is it the truth perhaps there is no return ...Read Full Lyrics

By Robin Williamson When I was a little boy I used to take the time To go and see old Rab Mcphee Down by the railway line He was getting on in years then you know And very fond of...Read Full Lyrics