Swifts, Swains And Leafy Lanes Letra

(Chorus:) Swifts and swains, leafy lanes, This country brings them near, As a lover to his lass And a woodsman to his deer. Swifts and swains, leafy lanes, This country brings them near, Resplendent in its finery Thoughts of field and pasture, enrapture And capture fair memories of my youth. Days of love and laughter, yet laughter, thereafter Allayed to leave but truth (Chorus) Scenes of church and priory inspire me And fire me to dwell on times gone by. Hours of merry making when pleasures were for taking How can they all die now (Chorus) The pain of my forlorn love has been This countryside of Lincol Green Evetide warblers trilling, with dulcet tones instilling, Ideas wich weren't denied. Yet brief was your bold passion For one man was not fashion So love is cast aside. (Chorus)