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Memories come my way - thoughts of early days,
The first song that I ever heard,
With a child's eyes to see sweet simplicity,
Stayed with me all through the years.
How I wish that I could fly back to days gone by,
Just like a bird on the wing;
The wind across the sea brings it home to me,
A song that my grandmother used to sing.
Sometimes in my sleep the echo of the deep,
Drums on a dark island shore;
Where the piper calls the tune,
Wild roses bloom on a hill far away from the war,
How I wish that I could fly back to days gone by,
Just like a bird on the wing;
Whenever I go astray I'm never far away,
From a song that my grandmother used to sing.
How I wish that I could fly back to days gone by,
Just like a bird on the wing;
The wind across the sea brings it home to me,
A song that my grandmother used to sing.
Oh yes, a song that my grandmother used to sing.
The YouTube video above features the first public performance on August 7, 2009, of this new song by Gulliver's Spree (Dave Panting and Tom Boland) at the 2009 Newfoundland Labrador Folk Festival in Bannerman Park, St. John's, NL.
