Dusty Springfield - My Lagan Love Lyrics
(irish folk song sang by dusty on her tv show in 1967)Where lagan stream sings lullabyThere grows a young man fairThe twilight gleam is in his eyeThe night is on his hairAnd like a lovesick lenan heHe hath my heart in thrallNo life I owe, no libertyHis love is lord of allAnd often when the beetles hornHath lulled the eve to sleepI steal unto his shieling lornAnd thro the dooring peepThere on the crickets singing stoneHe spears the bird in fireAnd hums in sad, sweet undertoneThe song of his desire