Coshieville Songtext

von Celtic Folk

I
The westwinds blow to coshieville
And with the winds came we.
And where the river hugs the wood
In Blackthorns bloomin' spring there stood
A single rowan tree
So young and tender so are you
I loved you 'os as there you grew.
The day I took the road that leads
By Rannoch to the sea.

II
We carved our names at Coshieville
The rowan leave stood still.
The westerin' sun was in your eyes,
Dispite your kisses and Iy lies
My thoughts had crossed the hill
I broke your heart as the Minutes passed.
I shrugged and said that nothing lasts,
But many a backward glances I cast,
As I went north to the drill.

Chorus
The big wheels rumble up and down,
The lorries know the way.
I waved My hand, 1 hitched a ride
We crossed the bridge at Rannoch side
Where the diesel motors play
Than I sat myself to a cliff of stone
My ears to the boring hammers drone
And the ache inside I rued alone
For you were far away

III
But the money moved from Erichs Loch
The great glen back and gone.
At Noristen the hills grow pale
We fought and drank through old tintail
Till our money it was gone.
Then I cross Loch Owe's side's autumn rain
The winter whisky in Dunblame
Til1 the westwind blew in the spring again
And my heart lept at it's song

IV
I came at night to Coshieville A bozen hills aflame
You had another hand to hold
Beneath the na.es we've carved of old
There was another name.
You looked me through, you made no sign
I drank the cup of bitter wine
For well I knew the fault was mine
And I went away I came.

Chorus
The big wheels rumble up and down,
The lorries know the way.
I waved My hand, 1 hitched a ride
We crossed the bridge at Rannoch side
Where the diesel motors play
Than I sat myself to a cliff of stone
My ears to the boring hammers drone
And the ache inside I rued alone
For you were far away