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Brigit's Cross Lyrics
Holy man,
Don’t waste your breath on me
I don’t seek what you lost
We don’t need your superstition
Keep your poison out of our well
It’s bitter to the taste
We’ve been drinkin’ here
For thousands of years
I left my blessing
On the Brigit’s cross
Our old ways are as snakes
That live deep in the clay
No man with a crooked stick
Can drive them away
He drove our gods into the sea
At least so they say
Let me tell you friend
We’ve given up your ghost
I left my blessing
On the Brigit’s cross
I live my days by the quartered wheel
Woven from the straw
Harvest gold
Reflects the sun
I left my blessing
On the Brigit’s cross
Don’t waste your breath on me
I don’t seek what you lost
We don’t need your superstition
It’s bitter to the taste
We’ve been drinkin’ here
For thousands of years
On the Brigit’s cross
That live deep in the clay
No man with a crooked stick
Can drive them away
At least so they say
Let me tell you friend
We’ve given up your ghost
On the Brigit’s cross
Woven from the straw
Harvest gold
Reflects the sun
On the Brigit’s cross
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