Loom of the Land

Текст песни WALKABOUTS, THE - Loom of the Land <br/> It was the dirty end of winter <br />Along the loom of the land <br />When I walked with sweet Henry <br />Hand upon hand <br /><br />And the wind it bit bitter <br />For a girl of no means <br />( )<br />With no shoes on her feet <br />And a knife in her jeans <br /><br />Along the loom of the land <br />The mission bells peeled <br />From the tower at Saint Mary&#039;s <br />Down to Reprobate Fields <br /><br />And I saw (that) the world <br />(Was) all blessed and bright <br />And Henry breathed softly <br />In the majestic night <br /><br />O baby please don&#039;t cry <br />And try to keep <br />Your little head upon my shoulder <br />Now we&#039;ll go to sleep <br /><br />The elms and the poplars <br />Were turning their backs <br />Past the rumbling station <br />We followed their tracks <br /><br />My hands they burned <br />In the folds of his coat <br />Breathing milky white air <br />From deep in his throat <br /><br />O baby please don&#039;t cry <br />And try to keep <br />Your little head upon my shoulder <br />Now we&#039;ll go to sleep <br /><br />I told him the moon <br />Was a magical thing <br />That it shone gold in winter <br />And silver in spring <br /><br />And we walked and we walked <br />Across the endless sands <br />Just me and my Henry <br />Along the loom of the land <br /><br />O baby please don&#039;t cry <br />And try to keep <br />O baby please don&#039;t cry <br />And try to keep <br />Your little head upon my shoulder <br />Now we&#039;ll go to sleep