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The Mummer's Dance (Single Version)

- Loreena McKennitt (2009)

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You are listening to the song The Mummer's Dance (Single Version) by Loreena McKennitt, writer by Loreena McKennitt in album A Mediterranean Odyssey (Disc 1: The Olive And The Cedar). The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.

Album: A Mediterranean Odyssey (Disc 1: The Olive And The Cedar).

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The Mummer's Dance (Single Version) - Loreena McKennitt

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Lyrics

1. When in the springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak and the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair.

When owls call the breathless moon
In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear
Amidst the lantern light.

[Chorus:]
We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay.

2. Who will go down to those shady groves
And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
In the springtime of the year.

The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
Long past their woodland days.

[Chorus]