The High Swelling Of The Sea – Capercaillie – letras

Last night I was dreamingof the girls of the cattle foldFine, noble, gentle girls they wereSinging songs on the shielingI spent last night on the shielingI spent last night on the shielingI passed the joyous, happy nightWith the girls of the sheiling.Last night I was dreamingof the girls of the cattle foldFine, noble, gentle girls they wereSinging songs on the shielingI spent last night on the shielingI spent last night on the shielingI passed the joyous, happy nightWith the girls of the sheiling.