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This Village (The Whisky Priests) video
#191: YouTube video by Gary Miller ©2010
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This village draws me,
I hear it calling me back through the years;
Its people are its life-blood,
I am its joy, I am its tears.

Makers were forged here,
To forge a bond no cruel hands could destroy;
Artists' hands seized it,
Lost lovers grieved for it,
Builders have reached for it's skies;
Poets have captured its beauty,
Who will speak of its sad beauty now?

Makers were forged here,
To forge a bond no cruel hands could destroy;
Artists' hands seized it,
Lost lovers grieved for it,
Builders have reached for it's skies;
Poets have captured its beauty,
Who will speak of its sad beauty now?

This village haunts me,
Its whispering hurt tears at my soul;
Why did I forsake you?
Welcome me back, welcome me home.

A sacred bond exists here,
Between the land and the people it owns;
It grants no escape from the realms of its fate,
It reaps the crops we have sown;
This village has made me all that I am,
This village is calling me home.

####.... Gary Miller of The Whisky Priests ....####
Recorded by The Whisky Priests, 1985-2002, from Durham, England (Life's Tapestry, trk#2, 1996 CD, Whippet Records).

The video above is from Gary Miller and The Whisky Priests' performance of This Village live at Markthalle, Hamburg, Germany on 10th October 1998, from Here Come The Ranting Lads - Live! DVD on Whippet Records WPTV18, 1999 (Part 4 of 13).



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