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Hobs an' Feathers

The hobs are climbing on the hill

To seek the gold of fairy light

Into the holts they run and waitThey dress in green, they love their gold

They talk to hornbeams in the cold

The old forest is their shelter[Bridge:]

Now I see them all

Into the light they're ready to go

Strength in hand they walk

Into the barrows, they sing that old song[Chorus:]

Hobs - Hobs an' feathers

Hobs - Hobs an' feathersThe infiltrate through barrow lands

With pegs and pickets they go on

To thieve the treasures of the ghosts:into the room there is a chest

Only dust where it rests

Inside no gold: a bunch of feathers[Bridge2:]

I have seen them go

Into the light, they've already gone

Feathers in hand they hold

Sad in the barrows, they cry that old song[Chorus:]

Hobs - Hobs an' feathers

Hobs - Hobs an' feathersThey dress in green, they love their gold

They talk to hornbeams in the cold

The old forest is their shelter[Bridge2:][Chorus (x2)]

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