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Roots Of OakDriving across the highlandsOf Scotland in our land rover Shadow of cloud falls And with it a chill High o'er heather Hawk hover the hill Just begun is my journey And Danu's my name I am the juggler of fortune and fame Let me not hear facts figures and logic Fain would I hear lore legends and magic [x4] Feathers of raven Slithers of coal Armour of silver In the mackerel shoal Sun in the west T'is ruby blood red Travelers a-weary Do make their bed Let me not hear facts figures and logic Fain would I hear lore legends and magic [x4] |