Migrating Bird Lyrics & Chords By Jo Freya

Now as I rode out over London Bridge On a misty morning early I overheard a fair pretty maid A cry for the life of her Geordie "Go bridle to me a milk white steed Bridle me a...read more

We've got land, we grow food We bake bread, and fell wood Spring lambs in the fields Sweet water in our hills And at sunrise each day We connect, we pray We've got...read more

No sheep on the mountain nor boat on the lake No coin in my coffer to keep me awake Nor corn in my garner, nor fruit on my tree, Yet the Maid of Llanwellyn smiles sweetly on me. ...read more

You've been working so hard all day won't you take your rest You 've been driving my blues away Now it is my turn Come fly beneath my wings Sweet child it may not be for long ...read more

On Christmas Day it happened so, Down in the meadows forth to plough. As we were a ploughing on so fast, Up comes sweet Jesus, himself at last. "Oh man, oh man, what makes you...read more