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The Band Of Gold - Seth Lakeman
Summer evening a maiden fair
Was walking forth in the open air
She met her lover on the way
She called out her heart would stay
She said love not constant will quickly
Go
Cold as winter white as snow
Summer treasure hand to hold
Love be constant in a band of gold
The wind is fresh`ning upon her eyes
Down the years that stretch so wide
Angels sing so far away
His promises gently fade
She said love not constant will quickly
Go
Cold as winter white as snow
Summer treasure hand to hold
Love be constant in a band of gold
Summer evening a maiden fair
Was walking forth in the open air
She said love not constant will quickly
Go
Cold as winter white as snow
Summer treasure hand to hold
Love be constant in a band of gold
