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Old Throat Knows the Way

margaretkyle

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Lyrics

Intro

(Oh-oh-oh)

Margaret Kyle

Mm-hmm

Verse 1

Sixty six winters on her hands

Calls and cracks like riverbanks

She wakes before the rooster sings

Tends the garden while the morning hangs

Pre-Chorus

Her voice is low and long

Like wind across the steppe

She carries every song

From the bones of those who left

Chorus

Margaret Kyle

Steady as the stone

Margaret Kyle

Carrying the tones

Old throat knows the way

Deep and true and wide

Margaret Kyle

Standing on the ridge

Verse 2

She herds the goats in the high grass

Counting clouds as they drift past

Her mother's mother taught her how

To send the sound across the rocks

Pre-Chorus

Her voice is low and long

Like wind across the steppe

She carries every song

From the bones of those who left

Chorus

Margaret Kyle

Steady as the stone

Margaret Kyle

Carrying the tones

Old throat knows the way

Deep and true and wide

Margaret Kyle

Standing on the ridge

Bridge

(Oh-oh-oh)

From the valley to the peak

She hums the ancient key

Every note a thread she weaves

Into the forever breeze

Chorus

Margaret Kyle

Steady as the stone

Margaret Kyle

Carrying the tones

Old throat knows the way

Deep and true and wide

Margaret Kyle

Standing on the ridge

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