| I’ve walked the hills when rain was falling
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| Rested by a white oak tree
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| Heard a lark sing high at evening
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| Caught a moonbeam on the sea
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| Softly blow ye winds of morning
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| Sing ye winds your mournful sound
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| Blow ye from the earth’s four corners
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| Guide this traveller where he’s bound
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| I’ve helped a ploughman tend his horses
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| Heard a rippling river sing
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| Talked to stars when night was falling
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| Seen a primrose welcome spring
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| Softly blow ye winds of morning
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| Sing ye winds your mournful sound
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| Blow ye from the earth’s four corners
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| Guide this traveller where he’s bound
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| By foreign shores, my feet have wandered
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| Heard a stranger call me friend
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| Every time my mind was troubled
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| Found a smile around the bend
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| Softly blow ye winds of morning
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| Sing ye winds your mournful sound
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| Blow ye from the earth’s four corners
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| Guide this traveller where he’s bound
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| There’s a ship stands in the harbour
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| All prepared to cross the foam
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| Far off hills were fair and friendly
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| Still there’s fairer hills at home
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| Softly blow ye winds of morning
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| Sing ye winds your mournful sound
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| Blow ye from the earth’s four corners
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| Guide this traveller where he’s bound |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Winds of Morning , by - Tommy Makem. Song from the album Legendary Tommy Makem Collection, in the genre Кельтская музыка