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Roots Of Oak (Good Music)

Driving across the highlands

Of Scotland in our land roverShadow of cloud falls

And with it a chill

High o'er heather

Hawk hover the hill

Just begun is my journey

And Danu's my name

I am the juggler of fortune and fameLet me not hear facts figures and logic

Fain would I hear lore legends and magic (x 4)Feathers of raven

Slithers of coal

Armour of silver

In the mackerel shoal

Sun in the west

T'is ruby blood red

Travelers a-weary

Do make their bed

Songwriters

LEITCH, DONOVANPublished by

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