I came from the land of the long grass and gorse
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I flew with the eagle and I ran with the horse
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And I played with the wild wind and whistled its tune
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I ebbed with the ocean and slept in the moon
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Chorus:
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And you brought me down gently
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You brought me down clean
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You fed me the summer
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You fed me your dreams
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Your hands held the wound
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And heart healed the pain
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And your eyes stole the light
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Of the moon as it waned
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We journeyed the moorlands and oceans of blue
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We slept with the dawn and we rose with the dew
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And we sang with the breezes of the year to be born
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We lay in the long grass when the scythe took the corn
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Chorus:
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And you brought me down gently
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You brought me down clean
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You fed me the summer
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You fed me your dreams
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Your hands held the wound
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And heart healed the pain
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And your eyes stole the light
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Of the moon as it waned
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I will fall with the leaves, I'll turn with the land
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I'll chill with the first frost that stings on your hand
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But I gathered the seeds from the gorse and the broom
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"I'll lay them forever," said the Man in the Moon
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Chorus:
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And you brought me down gently
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You brought me down clean
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You fed me the summer
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You fed me your dreams
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Your hands held the wound
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And heart healed the pain
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And your eyes stole the light
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Of the moon as it waned
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The Man In The Moon
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| Andy M. Stewart |
