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Date: 05-22-89 22:34
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From: the Bard
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To: Blackwolf
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Subj: Song lyrics ( tape coming to you )
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EID:8b4a 12b6b446
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CELTIC CIRCLE DANCE
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copyright 1984 W. J. Bethancourt III
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recorded: CELTIC CIRCLE DANCE
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WTP-0002
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tune: Same Old Man/Leatherwing Bat
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Hi said the Norn, sittin in the sand
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once I talked to a great Grey Man
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spun three times and said with a sigh
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"Hadn't been for the Runes had his other eye!"
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Chorus: hi diddle i diddle i day
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hi diddle i diddle i diddle ay
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hi di diddle i diddle i day
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fol the dink a dum diddle do di day
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Hi said the Lady, dressed in green
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prettiest thing I've ever seen
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she went down underneath the hill
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and came back out of her own free will
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Brian Boru, on Irish ground
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walked three times the Island round
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Norsemen came lookin for a fight
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just another Irish Saturday night!
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Hi said Lugh on the banquest night
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a poet and a player and a good wheelwright
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a harper and a warrior and none the least:
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a Druid and he got in to the Feast!
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Harold Haardrada's face was red!
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Came to Britain and he wound up dead
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Stamford Bridge is where he's found
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got six feet of English ground
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the Legion with it's Eagles bright
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marched into the Pictish night
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met them there upon the sand
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gave em up to the Wicker Man!
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eight-legged steed and hound of Hel
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the one-eyed Man, he loves ya well
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fire burn and fire spark
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are you then feared of the dark?
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The Circle forms, the Circle flows
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the Circle goes where no man knows
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Hail to the Lady, one in three:
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Present is Past and Past is Me!
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Rhiannon's Birds are still in flight
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all thru the Day all thru the Night
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Hail to the Lady, one in Three
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Present is Past and Past is Thee!
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Hi said the Lady dressed in white
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sang the Day and sang the Night
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sang the Land and sang the Sea
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sang the Song, and then sang Me! (extra verses:)
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Salt and oil and mirror bright
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fire and fleet and candlelight
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by fin and feather, leaf and tree,
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fill the cup and blessed be!
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From the misty crystal sea
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came the Lady to the lea
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Sword and Roses in Her Hand
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spread their seeds thruout the Land
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Came the Stag from oaken wood
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saw the Lady where she stood
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by the fire burning bright
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came to know his heart's delight! (end of extra verses)
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By Sword and Harp, and Irish Hound
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Blessed Be: the Day I've found
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Hail to the Lady, one in Three
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Present is Past and Past is WE
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By Oak and Ash and Holy Thorn
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blessed be the Day you're born!
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Fire burn and fire bright
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walk in safety thru the night
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* end *
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*************************************************************
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* Origin: <<<Deus ex Machina-BBS Free Atenveldt!>>> (Opus 1:114/29)
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