Wild Roses
I went walking when the days were long
Alfriston over to Folkington
Wild roses had just come into bloom
Busted out pink in an afternoon
And I got to be getting on
Under that big fat moon
Getting on where the roses bloom
Gotta be getting on
From December through to June
Up to where the wild roses bloom
Why do swallows never collide in flight
I'd swap any day for night
Been plumbing the depths of a same old groove
Now I got to get back to where my spirit moves
And I got to be getting on
Under that big fat moon
Getting on where the roses bloom
Gotta be getting on
From December through to June
Up to where the wild roses bloom
From my Bible down through every book
It's a tale of trouble wherever you look
But light from the sky all around
Is in these roses... and I'm just talkin' about
Getting on under that big fat moon
Getting on where the roses bloom
Gotta be getting on
From December through to June
Up to where the wild roses bloom
To where the wild roses bloom
From my Bible down through every book
It's a tale of trouble wherever you look
But light from the sky all around
Is in these roses... and I'm just talkin' about
Getting on under that big fat moon
Getting on where the roses bloom
Gotta be getting on
From December through to June
Up to where the wild roses bloom
To where the wild roses bloom
Up, up, up, up, take it up
Alfriston over to Folkington
Wild roses had just come into bloom
Busted out pink in an afternoon
And I got to be getting on
Under that big fat moon
Getting on where the roses bloom
Gotta be getting on
From December through to June
Up to where the wild roses bloom
Why do swallows never collide in flight
I'd swap any day for night
Been plumbing the depths of a same old groove
Now I got to get back to where my spirit moves
And I got to be getting on
Under that big fat moon
Getting on where the roses bloom
Gotta be getting on
From December through to June
Up to where the wild roses bloom
From my Bible down through every book
It's a tale of trouble wherever you look
But light from the sky all around
Is in these roses... and I'm just talkin' about
Getting on under that big fat moon
Getting on where the roses bloom
Gotta be getting on
From December through to June
Up to where the wild roses bloom
To where the wild roses bloom
From my Bible down through every book
It's a tale of trouble wherever you look
But light from the sky all around
Is in these roses... and I'm just talkin' about
Getting on under that big fat moon
Getting on where the roses bloom
Gotta be getting on
From December through to June
Up to where the wild roses bloom
To where the wild roses bloom
Up, up, up, up, take it up
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Writer(s): Anthony Paul Donovan
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