Old welsh song (Henry Treece)
I take with me where I go a pen and a golden bowl;
Poet and beggar step in my shoes, or a prince in a purple shawl.
I bring with me when I return to the house that my father's hands made,
A crooning bird on a chrystal bough and, o, a sad, sad word!
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Old Welsh Song Lyrics

Joan Baez – Old Welsh Song Lyrics

Songwriters: PETER SCHICKELE
Old Welsh Song lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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