Loreena Mckennit The Mummers` Dance Lyrics

The Mummers` Dance Lyrics

When in the springtime of the year

When the trees are crowned with
leaves

When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew

Are dressed in
ribbons fair





When owls call the breathless moon

In the blue
veil of the night

The shadows of the trees appear

Amidst the lantern
light 



We've been rambling all the night

And some time of this
day

Now returning back again

we bring a garland gay 



Who will
go down to those shady groves

And summon the shadows there

And tie a
ribbon on those sheltering arms

In the springtime of the year 



The
songs of birds seem to fill the wood

That when the fiddler plays

All
their voices can be heard

Long past their woodland days 



And so
they linked their hands and danced

Round in circles and in rows

And so
the journey of the night descends

When all the shades are gone 



"A
garland gay we bring you here

And at your door we stand

It is a sprout
well budded out

The work of Our Lord's hand"