So I was at a camp last week and during a couple of the 1pm sessions, I remember a song which quite a few people seemd to know (people in the UK 'alternative'/folksy scene). They called it 'Travelling People'. I can remember a few phrases or bits of phraaes from it:

'There is a race of people with blood that runs strong" (think this was near/at the beginning)

"and the children would be hushed off to bed"

"of the midsummers night[or eve, not sure] and the magic within"

"Of the travellig people and tha place they'd been"

"and they/we spoke their/our own tongues beneath the clear sky" (end of the chorus and possibly the last verse too? Definetly the last line of the song)

Essentially it was a ballad of bohemian/nomadic beauty and lifeways. Of course, googling or searching Mudcat for any of this just turns up Ewan McColl's Travelling People, which is great but not what I was looking for.

All help in tracking it down very much appreciated!

Dom