Castleton Gypsies letra

From the famous peak of derby
And the devil’s arse that’s hard by
Where we yearly make our musters
There the gypsies throng in clusters
Be not frightened by our fashion
Though we seem a tattered nation
We account our rags our riches
So our tricks exceed our stitches
Give us bacon, rinds of walnuts,
Shells of cockles, and of small nuts.
Ribonds, bells, and saffron linnin
And all the world is ours to win in

Bella Hardy - Letras

• All In The Morning
• All Things Are Quite Silent
• Alone, Jane?
• Bonnie Susie Cleland
• Bradwell's Lost Daughter
• Bridge Of Dean
• Broken Mirror
• Castleton Gypsies
• Dog & Gun
• Down In Yon Forest
• Emmott's Song
• Fin Cop
• Flowers Of May
• Full Moon Over Amsterdam
• Good Friday
• Heart Hill
• Henry And Clara
• Jenny Wren
• Labyrinth
• Lament For Derwent Village
• Low Down In The Broom
• Mary Mean
• Maying Song
• Molly Vaughan
• Peak Rhapsody
• Promises
• Rosabel
• Rosebud In June
• Searching For Lambs
• Smoke & Ashes
• Sylvie Sovay
• Ten Thousand Miles
• The Cruel Mother
• The Derbyshire Miller
• The Driving Of The Deer
• The Drunken Butcher Of Tideswell
• The Elegy
• The Herring Girl
• The Ilam Lullaby
• The Trawlerman’s Wife
• Three Black Feathers
• Walk It With You
• Written In Green
• Young Edmund