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Moonshine by Bert Jansch Lyrics

Genre: pop | Year: 1973

Hearken to the sweet leaves
That dance so merrily
I wish the wind would do the same for me
But rooted here like a withered tree am I
And I watch both day and night pass by

It was a cruel and wicked master
Stole my freedom and charged me
To fight for him, win him victory
But now here am I in a damp and dreary cell
And all I know of time is the church bell

Moonshine soft and clear
In a death-black endless sky
Cartwheelin' bright stars twinklin’ down
From the shadows calls the night owl
He's echoing my loneliness

Come the stag down from the mountain
Come the owl from where he sleeps
Come the eagle from his high, high nest
To where the salmon, they swim and they sleep
Come fast and hope to set me free
I dream of waters flowing
Sweet air to softly breathe
Of meadowland where the wagtail bobs and weaves
Of sunny days where children dance and play
And sweet music to drive my grief away