From the album Hey Moon

Lyrics

D’y hear that thunder rolling
Makes the whole house shake
Until we get a some lightening
I know that storm won’t break

One for the Rook
One for the crow
One for to rot
And one for to grow
I planted my love in a tidy row
But the soil turned sour and
nothing nothing nothing
Ever going to grow.

You used to smile so sweetly
The sun shone from your face
Now those storm clouds gather
And thunder to take its place

Chorus

I was a careless gardener
Love’s such a tender shoot
Now icy winds and hailstones
They blight it at the root

Chorus

© Willi Kerr 2007

© The Curst Sons 2014