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Aye an' a bit of mackeral, settler rack and down*
Ran it down by the home, and I flew
Well, it slapped me and I flopped it down in the shade
And I cried, cried, cried
The tear had fallen down he had taken, never back to raise
And then cried Mary, an' took out wi' your Claymore
Right outta a' pocket, i ran down, down by the mountain side
Battlin' the fiery horde that was falling around the feet
"Never!," he cried. "Never shall ye get me alive
Ye rotten hound of the burnie crew!"
Well I snatched fer the blade an' a Claymore cut and thrust
And I fell down before him round his feet
Aye! A roar he cried!
Frae the bottom of 'is heart
That I would nay fall but as dead
Dead as I can by y' feet, d'ya ken?
...And the wind cried back
- Album:
- The Early Years 1965-1972
- The Early Years 1967-72
- Classic Diamonds
- Endless River
- The Endless River
- London 66-67
- Pulse
- The Division Bell
- Delicate Sound Of Thunder
- A Momentary Lapse Of Reason
- The Final Cut
- Works
- The Wall
- Animals
- Wish You Were Here
- Masters Of Rock
- Miscellaneous
- The Dark Side Of The Moon
- Obscured By Clouds
- Meddle