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GALLOWAYS
(Live at the Davy Lamp - Jez Lowe CD1)
Jez Lowe

If you walk in the evening where Galloways graze in the sun,
Grazing and standing, you won't see them gambol and run.
You won't see their heads turn around when you're walking away.
But the sun is still blazing on blind eyes a'gazing,
On Galloways grazing all day.

It casts a fine shadow from pulley wheels black in the sky,
But the streets seem so narrow where once they were gaping and wide.
There's never no children where children always would play.
But the sun is still blazing on blind eyes a'gazing,
On Galloways grazing all day.

There are hard restless memories but it doesn't seem so long to me,
But the yards seem so empty, like broken hearts for all to see.
The ragged red walls are all bent and a'breaking away.
But the sun is still blazing on blind eyes a'gazing,
On Galloways grazing all day.

And these are the windows that once shed a warm winter's light,
Where a dusty old wind blows around corner-ends in the night.
Its howl goes unheeded, the weeds let it moan where it may.
But the sun is still blazing on blind eyes a'gazing,
On Galloways grazing all day.

All that was and was made it has gone but it's hard to forget,
'Cos they've left it all naked and standing like stones of regret.
So tear it all down, put an end to its death and decay.
But the sun is still blazing on blind eyes a'gazing,
On Galloways grazing all day.
Yes the sun is still blazing on blind eyes a'gazing,
On Galloways grazing all day.