Lowlands Low Lyrics & Chords By The Houghton Weavers

Close the coalhouse door, lad There's blood inside Blood from broken hands and feet Blood that's dried of pitblack meat Blood from hearts that know no beat Close the...read more

Down yonder glen there's a ploughman lad And some summer day he'll be all my own. Singing laddie-I, and sing laddie-O, Ploughman lads are all the go. I'll love his face, I'll...read more

[Spoken]: Baby girl, I was just sittin here thinkin' Bout all the times that we shared together Wishing that things could be different But now I'm sitting here all alone, And...read more

The old man took one final sip, then lay a drinker's dream From dusty vaults to autumn sun in ripe and rolling green Spangled bronze and coral red, all crown a pungent sky His...read more

Although I once feared I'd be lonely Although I once feared I'd be down Although you once cradled me only Just look at me over you now Just look at me over you now Although I...read more