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Many years back when these old oaks were young,
Not long after the north men had come,
A low and evil deed was done
In the dark of the new forest.
From the shores of Normandy King William came
To Albion fair, King Harold to slay.
With greed in his heart and a scurrilous claim,
He took the land for his own.
Now John was a blacksmith, an honest old man.
He raised up his children, he worked with his hands
In his familyâs forge on a patch of land
In the dark of the new forest.
King William rode out after his victory
To ravage the land and his hunger to feed.
For hunting grounds in the Wessex trees
He took the land for his own.
But if you steal the land of an English man,
Then you shall know this curse:
Your first born sonâs warm blood will run
Upon the English earth.
Now King Williamâs son was called Rufus the red.
He took up the crown when his father was dead,
And roamed the hunting grounds in his stead,
In the dark of the new forest.
But Johnâs curse it called out and Lord Tyrell fired low.
His arrow struck Rufus with a sickening blow,
And he fell from his horse to the ground below,
And the land took him for its own.
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- Mittens EP
- Positive Songs for Negative People
- THE THIRD THREE YEARS
- Tape Deck Heart
- Losing Days
- Miscellaneous
- England Keep My Bones
- Poetry Of The Deed
- Love Ire & Song
- Ten for Ten
- Poetry Of The Deed (Deluxe Edition)
- Spotify Sessions [Live From Spotify Austin (Curated by...
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- Least Of All Young Caroline
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- The Road
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