
Lyrics
Chorus
Hey down the mountain, wild winds are spinning
Raise up your glasses, the reel is begin'n
Feet step like thunder on flagstones of old
We're swirling and laughing, our hearts brave and bold
Post-Chorus
Oh hey la, la lay, round and round
Oh hey la, la lay, stamp the ground
Verse 2
Molly’s red ribbons go flying behind
As she leaps and she twirls with a quickness to find
Old Michael is grinning, he’s clapping along
The fire burns brighter with each lively song
Pre-Chorus
Toast to the moon and the spark in your eye
One more for the road as the fiddles rise high
Chorus
Hey down the mountain, wild winds are spinning
Raise up your glasses, the reel is begin'n
Feet step like thunder on flagstones of old
We're swirling and laughing, our hearts brave and bold
Post-Chorus
Oh hey la, la lay, round and round
Oh hey la, la lay, stamp the ground
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