Sing to me of Dover
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SING TO ME OF DOVER
© Krista Detor,
The Silver Wood: Wintersongs
Lay the harp to rest, song to play on winter Sunday
When the fields are white and all the fences mended new
And when the moon is silver o’er the river, hours of light are few
You can sing to me of Dover and the one whose love was true
Round the sheep and lamb, warm we’ll be on winter Sunday
When the wool is spun around us, blankets mended new
And when the moon is silver o’er the river, hours of light are few
You can sing to me of Dover and the one whose love was true
Mill the wheat and rye, bread we’ll bake on winter Sunday
When the fire is steady and the baskets mended new
And when the moon is silver o’er the river, hours of light are few
You can sing to me of Dover and the one whose love was true
Gather herb and flower, sweet will be our winter Sunday
When the kettle simmers and the wreaths are mended new
And when the moon is silver o’er the river, hours of light are few
You can sing to me of Dover and the one whose love was true
Cry no autumn day, cry no more, come winter Sunday
Joy in all the world, and we will make the year anew
And when the moon is silver o’er the river, hours of light are few
You can sing a Merry Christmas, and I’ll see it back to you
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