The Travelling Man and the Tree (Demo)

Oh but I saw a solemn sight

said the rambling shambling travelling man

Castle Dargan's ruins all lit

lovely ladies dancing in it

What though they danced, those days are gone

Said the wicked, crooked hawthorn tree

Lovely lady or gallant man

are blown cold dust or a bit of bone

wo-oh-oh-oh

Oh what is life but a mouthful of air (what is life but a mouthful of air)

said the rambling, shambling travelling man (rambling shambling travelling man)

yet all the lovely things that were

live, for I saw them dancing there

Nobody knows what may befall

said the wicked, crooked hawthorn tree

I have stood so long by a gap in the wall

maybe I shall not die at all

wo-oh-oh-oh

Oh but I saw a solemn sight (Oh but I saw a solemn sight)

said the rambling, shambling travelling man (rambling shambling travelling man)

all the lovely things that were

live, for I saw them dancing there

wo-oh-oh-oh