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(ahhhh) We walk the mountain dust under the rising moon (oh-oh-oh)
With mud upon our boots we whistle out a tune
And when the daylight dies,
the wood begins to shake (hey!)
(hey! hey!)
We share the ancient cup beneath the summer sky
(hey!) No fear within our hearts,
we watch the embers fly
And when the daylight dies,
the wood begins to shake (hey!)
(hey! hey!) (ahhhh)