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Boots

Sir I see from your boots that you’ve walked the high fells
And I think that you’ve walked a long way
Come sit down beside me, I’ll stand you a beer
Come sit down and tell me I pray
Tell me sir where you’ve hiked on the fells
Though your boots could tell their own tale
Of the places they’ve taken you and all you’ve seen
And how things fair up the Dales
Does the saxifrage bloom with the last winter’s snow
Do the peregrines nest on Blue Scar
Do the high peaks light up with the first morning sun
Like lamps at a festival fair
Do the curlews and plovers still wheel and cry
Like kids on a merry go round
Do the larks still sing up high on the wing
Tell me sir all that you’ve found

You are right my friend I’ve been up on the moors
I’ve been walking the hills and the dales
These old boots of mine have covered some miles
They’ve stayed dry, they’ve never failed
Together we’ve climbed high up Shunner Fell
Past Lovely Seat down to Hawes
Then up over Cam, Deepdale and Litton
And the limestone across Malham Moor
The dippers still chatter and bow on the Swale
Like guests at a society ball
The wagtails strut and trot about
The pools below Wainwath Force
Wheatears flit on the old Monks Road
And trout still rise in the tarn
Jacobs Ladder climbs up the Cove
And the yews hang on Goredale Scar

Well I thank you sir for sharing all that
Now we deserve another round
You’ve trodden the paths and tramped the lanes
Your boots have sure covered some ground
I also like to get up in the hills
To revisit old places and friends
To see all the sights that I know so well
To walk in my own Yorkshire Dales
Where the saxifrage blooms with the last winter’s snow
And the peregrines nest on Blue Scar
Where the high peaks light up with the first morning sun
Like lamps at a festival fair
Where the dippers still chatter and bow on the Swale
Like guests at a society ball
And wagtails strut and trot about
the yews hang on Gordale Scar

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from Watching Wildlife, released February 2, 2015

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The Moonbeams Long Preston, UK

The Moonbeams sing their ‘Songs from the Dales’ telling tales of life and loving, and of laughing and enjoying life. Their contemporary folk based music skilfully evokes the beauty of their homeland, carrying you on a lyrical journey through the fells and dales of Yorkshire. Songs of rain, sun, and fells capture that elusive feeling of what it means to escape from the humdrum of everyday life. ... more

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