Written by Jane Stockdale - this song describes the route that for at least 5,000 years people, including drovers, traders and invaders, have walked or ridden.... The Ridgeway.
lyrics
Ridgeway written by Jane Stockdale
Lark spin the blue air,
Weaving words on high
Climbing across the hill,
We’re reaching to the sky.
I’m a trader, a drover,
A stranger on this road,
I’ll take the path that meets the clouds,
Always carrying my load.
I’m a pilgrim, a horseman,
I come to leave my coin
At the chamber of an ancient god,
To a strange land I am joined.
Lark spin the blue air…
I’m a soldier, defender,
A guardian of this land,
Watchful across the hills,
In weathers all I stand.
I’m a fisherman, a farmer,
A forester by trade,
I work until the sun dies,
A living to be made.
Lark spin the blue air…
And there is no beginning,
No end, just here we stand,
I’m trader, stranger, drover,
Rooted to this land.
And there is no beginning,
No end, just here we stand,
I’m trader, stranger, pilgrim,
Rooted to this land.
credits
from High In The Blue,
released January 11, 2021
Jane Stockdale - Vocals
Chris Bartram - Backing Vocals. Acoustic guitar
Sarah Dean - Backing Vocals & Schruti box
l-r, Sarah Dean, Jane Stockdale, Chris Bartram www.whitesailband.com
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