Remain the old clock of thee old tower with all his might still a old battle site Cromwell still in the fight

to a bairns cuddle doon to a misty moon tis a home poet from the toon remember the miners

Fare to dare to fly in the sky not to stare on ryanair for we not see dolly oh golly

walk as i talk backpack to sack of a trying day to the end thy hill what a weary day

for thee fall in the lurking lake move me like morning cakes books and food summer pain knock me down my heart in vain lord take me to thy resting place

Over the hills sit dan windy rain with sam we begin to date ham walk down the stairs fair to share we stare

deep heart tears i miss thee groans of pains not to see thee dark despair

Darks as the clouds rain deep in my brow pitter-patter on the ground wind swept umbrella flying around

Where do thy begin turning down my skin let us all do sin life love to you all back home i call

Piper to a band dance in the sand to a one man band lochlan mor lived by the shore

Starry starry night painted to violets delight flaming flowers make it through the night the green fairy

Hold my hands so i can stand my legs no more also very sore sorry to be a bore

blue to red tis a water shed my life was short and sweet tired i sleep thy hear beeps pink and yellow colour teek my love for you dinner time

The curse of humanity to bear thy sick art limp rabbit’s in fields i so cry displeasure in thee to live in thy plain

Bless thy thee shine may you always dine down the railway line sing a song for all time the room was so bare