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There she stands among the daffodils she sells,
dressed in blue and yellow,
wonder why I felt so much in love with her,
Daisy Lady,
I wonder maybe,
If some lazy day will stray away with me,
oh, will drive me, crazy...

Dance all you cockle shells
Play all you distant bells
The baby sleeps, his hands are still
And now we all can dance until
We fall asleep or lose the will

Sing to the sleeping child
He’s yours but a little while

The lady was born of a sunbeam
Out across the silver sand she moves
‘Come to me now’, my love whispers
For her eyes are seas to sail to her.

In what hemisphere do you sail today?

'Come write me a song,' said the lady

Were the calf to die in the womb
And the ewe to bear her lamb too soon
Should the field of barley fail
And the baby at your breast grow pale
Our love will not mildewed grow - no.

Were the snow to last until spring

The wind was high and the sky was blue
The last day I spent with you
 The wind was high and the sky was blue
Last day I spent with you

In the morning we woke and we clung so close together
It was a good day to sail
In the morning we woke and we clung so close together

If rain will fall high up here upon the mountain
Grass will grow and shepherds will be thankful
And our love will cover up for the mountain
For time is like a promise it tries all your strength to keep to

Before she came I lived alone upon the mountain
Raven heard your voice high upon the wind
Then one day you came to lay upon the mountain

Across the dewy morning hills of Eireann
Rode Niamh Chinn Oir on a snow-white steed
To Oisin fairy poet of the Fianna
For she fain would this mortal wed

Come with me to the fairy land of Tir Na Nog
For I have long loved you said she
And Oisin taken with her beauty

Two white horses draw the plough
From where I stand I hear no sound
The hours of this creeping day
In polished harness led away

Ploughman's feet in furrows
Walking, walking

Climbing in the car, climbing in the car
And we’re rolling cross the Whitestone
Listen to the car, listen to the car
As we roll across the Whitestone
Getting nearer, getting nearer
Getting to your red lights
And I’m rolling cross the Whitestone Bridge
And I’m rolling cross the heaven-held ridge