Dave Goulder Sandwood Down To Kyle
One Monday morn as I walked out
The wild birds for to see
I met a man upon the road
And asked for charity
I met a man upon the road
And asked for charity
Come home with me, you'll drink your fill
And comforts you shall find
And tell me why you walk the road
That leaves the hills behind
Tell me why you walk the road
That leaves the hills behind
For time has spent the summer sir
And soon the leaves will fall
I hear the sound within the wind
That plays around your walls
I hear the sound within the wind
That plays around your walls
For time has spent the summer sir
And soon the leaves will fall
I hear the sound within the wind
That plays around your walls
I hear the sound within the wind
That plays around your walls
The bird must flee the winter sir
She cannot stay behind
To build her nest upon the snow
How can I look for mine?
To build her nest upon the snow
How can I look for mine?
But if I had a hundred homes
To live in each a while
I'd build them all along the coast
From Sandwood down to Kyle
I'd build them all along the coast
From Sandwood down to Kyle
