Follow The Herrin' Home

The back of the winter is broken
And light fingers loom by the door
And the seeds of the summer have spoken
And gowans that bloom on the shore

I came across this song which I think may be a Davy Steele one, but I'm having difficulty with some of the words



    By night and day we'll sport and we'll play
    And delight as the dawn dances over the bay
    S    And we'll follow the herrin' home

In darkness we cradled our sorrow
And stoked all our fires with fear
Now these bones that lie empty and hollow
Are ready for gladness to cheer

Long may you sing of the salmon
And the snow scented……. Of your home
When the north wind delivers it's sermon
Of ice and salt water and stone