Page 108
from the album "Antlered Crown and Standing Stone"

Under A Beltaine Sun

by Damh the Bard
Intro
[C] [F] x 4

[C] My shackled feet they long to be free from,
This modern [F] Rome.
[C] The ancient moors and the granite shores they are,
Calling me [F] home.

Chorus
[F] Sometimes this city is too [C] much to bear,
[F] I hear a calling in my [G] soul,
The [F] Mother's waterways will [C] take me,
Where life has [G] begun,
Under a Beltane [C] Sun.


Cuckoo calls and the seed falls as the,
Children play.
Skylark sings to the swift on the wing in the,
Bright clear day.

Chorus

Salmon swims and the diamond stream sings with,
The blackbird's song.
Voice in the breeze well it whispers please won't you,
Sing along.

Chorus
last line x 4