I heard them laughing, at the sun's setting
Young girls giggling before the dawn of day.
Now they are sobbing on green grass a growing
The flowers of the forest are laying to rest.
Once they had futures, and love a waiting.
Fathers and Mothers, a life to enjoy.
Then came the call, a service to them all.
A noble cause written, they stood tall and proud.
I heard them laughing, at the sun's setting
Young girls giggling before the dawn of day.
Now they are sobbing on green grass a growing
The flowers of the forest are laying to rest.
Midnight songs a playing, shots and beer flowing
Smiles all a plenty, til the night is done.
Xcept for the lady, the moon cold and lonely
Thoughts of her flower, are growing inside.
Justice for the lowly, help for the helpless.
Brothers and sisters, a hand to them all.
Now there is silence, though debate rages loudly
These flowers of the forest, victims to the gall.
I heard them laughing, at the sun's setting
Young girls giggling before the dawn of day.
Now they are sobbing on green grass a growing
The flowers of the forest are laying to rest.
Dave Schipper ©2008 Rose Riversongs
This traditional song was rephrased and rethought back in August because I had rediscovered my love for the song that I originally heard by Joe Hickerson. Well, if you roll back you'll find this is the second time I posted it, but what a wonderful surprise did I get in my email tonight. Nichola Marie O'Donnell surprised me with her voice on my mix. Well of course it wasn't totally a surprise, but after I emailed her the files, I let it go and didn't ever expect it. She is perfect for the song... her voice has the right depth and she sings it like she's heard it before.... or someone in her Irish heritage has... though since it's a Scottish tune... hmmm. ;-)
Ok ... here's my wish ... you go listen to Nichola at FolkAlley.com/openmic where I posted it... and you download it, you join FolkAlley (which is free) and tell them to get Nichola over to their festival.Dave
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