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Sweet Lammermoor

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About

A simple folk song, based in Scotland

Lyrics

Verse 1

There's a rowan by the burnside

That knows my mother's name

And the hill wind comes a-calling

Before the winter rain

Verse 2

I walked the heather barefoot

Where the red deer used to roam

Every stone a story

Every stone a home

Chorus

O Lammermoor O Lammermoor

The mist upon the brae

Carry me to the moorland

Where the old songs stay

Verse 3

My granny spun the wool thread

By the firelight's fading gold

And she sang the tunes of sorrow

That never quite grow old

Chorus

O Lammermoor O Lammermoor

The mist upon the brae

Carry me to the moorland

Where the old songs stay

Bridge

And when the snow is falling

On the graves of all I knew

I'll lift my voice a-hollow

One more ballad through

Chorus

O Lammermoor O Lammermoor

The mist upon the brae

Carry me to the moorland

Where the old songs stay

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