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This cruel country has driven me down
Teased me and lied, teased me and lied
Iâve only sad stories to tell to this town
My dreams have withered and died
Once I was bending the tops of the trees
Kind words in my ears and kind faces to see
Then I struck up with the boys from the west
Theyâd run and hide, theyâd run and hide
Count one to ten and heâs gone with the west
My dreams have withered and died
Silver moon sailor and silver moonshine
On the water so wide, the water so wide
Steal from the bed of some good friend of mine
My dreams have withered and died
If I was a butterfly Iâd live for a day
I would be free just blowing away
This cruel country has driven me down
Teased me and lied, teased me and lied
Iâve only sad stories to tell to this town
My dreams have withered and died
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- 10
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- Make The Light
- Awkward Annie
- Underneath The Stars
- 10
- Little Lights
- Sleepless
- Hourglass
- Miscellaneous
- 20
- Cafe Music Network Selects: Celtic 2000
- The Acoustic Folk Box
- While Mortals Sleep
- An Autumn Almanac
- Let Me Be
- Life in a Paper Boat
- Big Brave Bill
- Cool as Folk