Laura Cortese - The Mist Covered Mountains/ Hush, Hush текст песни

Chorus:
Hush, Hush it's time tae be sleeping'
Hush, Hush dreams come a creepin'
Dreams of peace and freedom
So smile in your sleep bonny baby.

Once our Valleys were ringin'
With the sounds of our children singin'
Now sheep bleat in the evening
And the sheilings stand empty and broken.

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Where stands our proud highland mattle?
Our men once so feared in battle
But now they stand huddled like cattle
Soon to be shipped o'er the ocean.

Chorus

We stood with our heads bowed in prayer
While factors lay our cottages bare
Flames fire clear mountain air
And many were dead in the mornin'.

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No use pleadin' or prayin'
Now gone, gone all hopes of stayin'
So hush now anchors away
Don't cry in your sleep bonny baby.


Words © Jim MacLean