Down in the village of Earlston Lully lullay True Thomas plays upon his harp He turns his face to the sky Lully lullay With a story, sad story to tell Oh, oh, one more song Oh, oh, for two years I've been riding Three hundred miles from my home My love is calling me My son is calling me I can hear them calling me home Seven years have passed and gone Lully lullay True Thomas cries above his harp The gates of faerie are closed Lully lullay For ever True Thomas will say Oh, oh, one more song Oh, oh, for two years I've been riding Three hundred miles from my home My love is calling me My son is calling me I can hear them calling me home I left my family and friends Since centuries Became the king of the fairies I slept on silver and gold Roses opened for you I was the king of the fairies I left my family and friends Since centuries Became the king of the fairies I slept on silver and gold Roses opened for you I was the king of the fairies Under Eildon oak tree Dragons have golden wings Rivers are made of milk Honey and wine are flowing You shall hold your tongue You shall keep it to yourself You shall hold your tongue You shall keep it to yourself Under Eildon oak tree Dragons have golden wings Rivers are made of milk Honey and wine are flowing You shall hold your tongue You shall keep it to yourself
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