A nice gentle song:

MILITARY ROAD
Live at the Davy Lamp - Judy Dinning CD2
Jez Lowe

I met a man not dressed for weather,
And oh such weather the north wind bitterly it blows.
Through cruel lands that reach the border,
The bleakest border along the military road.
I asked him why he came to wander where none should wander,
But his marching never slowed.
He pulled his cloak about him tightly,
And made to pass me along the military road.

The song he sang it had no meaning,
Or maybe meaning that he alone could know.
A foreign tongue all but forgotten,
In sadness written along the military road.
And every word fell soft as rainfall, a young girl's name called,
From where the moon once glowed.
On hills and mountains softer, gentler,
Than those of winter along the military road.

A song of love there's no mistaking,
Of hearts still breaking though parted long ago.
Now there was no one left to listen,
So far the distance along the military road.
Young women all cling to your lover lest you discover,
How bitter tears can flow.
As young men march away together,
Away forever along the military road.

Young women all cling to your lover lest you discover,
How bitter tears can flow.
As young men march away together,
Away forever along the military road.


And isn't there one about woad - sung to Men of Harlech?