(anna mccarrigle)

There where no cuckoos, no sycamores
We played about the forest floor
Underneath the silver maples, the balsams and the sky
We popped the heads off dandelions
Assuming roles from nursery rhymes
Rested on the riverbank
And grew up by and by, and grew up by and by

Frail my heart apart
And play me a little shady grove
Ring the bells of rhymney
Till they ring inside my head forever
Bounce the bow, rock the gallows
For the hangman's reel
And wake the devil from his dream
I'm going back to harlan
I'm going back to harlan
I'm going back to harlan

And if you were willie moore
And I was barbara allen
Or fair ellen all sad at the cabin door
A-weepin' and a-pinin', for love
A-weepin' and a-pinin', for love

• Angel Band
• Blackhawk
• Born to Run Words Music by Paul Kennerley
• Bright Morning Stars
• Drifting Too Far from The Shore
• Every Grain of Salad
• Everybody's Talkin'
• Goin' Back to Harlan
• Goodbye
• I Saw The Light
• I'll Be Your Baby Tonight
• I'll Never Fall in Love Again
• If I Be Lifted Up
• May This Be Love
• Orphan Girl
• Precious Memories
• Someday My Ship Will Sail
• Sweet Old World
• The Other Side of Life
• Waltz Across Texas Tonight
• We Shall Rise
• When He Calls
• When They Ring Those Golden Bells
• Where Could I Go but to The Lord
• Who Will Sing for Me
• Wrecking Ball