Blackberry Picking
Up high on a hill
Past lanes and windowsills
There lives a lovely lady
Who bakes buns and cakes, she
Would mind me some days
'Cause Mammy would work late
And Dad was up in Dublin, so far
Oh, it was just me and her
So, we'd walk outside
Our bootstraps all tied
And go to the bush
To see what we'd find
And there they would grow
Too many to hold
Like something straight out
Of an old Heaney poem
We'd take what we could
In baskets of wood
And then go inside
A little moment lost in time
A little moment lost in time
Past lanes and windowsills
There lives a lovely lady
Who bakes buns and cakes, she
Would mind me some days
'Cause Mammy would work late
And Dad was up in Dublin, so far
Oh, it was just me and her
So, we'd walk outside
Our bootstraps all tied
And go to the bush
To see what we'd find
And there they would grow
Too many to hold
Like something straight out
Of an old Heaney poem
We'd take what we could
In baskets of wood
And then go inside
A little moment lost in time
A little moment lost in time
Credits
Writer(s): Sean Power
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