Album Name : Traces
Release Date : 2013-02-26
Song Duration : 3:41
Karine Polwart Salters Road
She was waiting for a boy In her corduroy britches Driving on a Clydesdale like her father once had done From Mutton Hole to Preston Hall through all the dells and ditches And an avenue of burly beech that reach towards the sun
For miles and miles and miles she'd roam Down Salter's Road to Fala Dam and all the way home For miles and miles and miles she'd roam
She was waiting for a boy In his trews of navy cotton Something she had half-forgotten is as clear as water now The horseman's only daughter takes the Friday boat to Bergen And the waves swell like a barley field that's ready to lay down
For miles and miles and miles she'd roam Down Salter's Road to Fala Dam and all the way home For miles and miles and miles she'd roam
Down the spine of the St Lawrence To Kirkwall's stony shore The old north wind gathers her into his arms once more
She was waiting for a boy He came skipping down to greet her Through the starch and bleach and buttons he was singing out her name The evening clouds are huddled in so close that you could catch them Granite sheen upon the river and the shimmering of rain
For miles and miles and miles she'd roam Down Salter's Road to Fala Dam and all the way home For miles and miles and miles she'd roam Down Whippielaw and Windy Mains and all the way home All the way home ...