Loreena Mckennit
The Mummer's Dance
When in the springtime of the yearWhen the trees are crowned with leavesWhen the ash and oak, and the birch and yewAre dressed in ribbons fair.When owls call the breathless moonin the blue veil of the nightWhen shadows of the trees appearamidst the lantern('s) light.We've been rambling all the nightand sometime of this dayNow returning back againwe bring a garland gay.Who will go down to those shady grovesand summon the shadows thereAnd tie a ribbon on those sheltering armsin the springtime of the year.The sounds of birds seem to fill the woodand when the fiddler playsAll their voices can be heardlong past their woodland days.We've been rambling all the nightSongtexteand sometime of this dayNow returning back againwe bring a garland gay.And so they linked their hands and danced'round in circles and in rowsAnd so the journey of the night descendswhen all the shades are gone.A garland gay we bring you hereAnd at your door we standHere's a sprout, well budded outThe work of our Lord's hand.We've been rambling all the nightand sometime of this dayNow returning back againwe bring a garland gay.
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