Story Behind the Song
The lyrics for this song come from the beginning of the book "Mariel of Redwall." At this point, the story has not started yet, but an older creature is preparing his/her audience of youngsters for the grand story about to be told. It's for this content reason that this is the first movement of the cycle.
This recording isn't the greatest of quality, and I intend to make a better quality one eventually. It was made in Milford, Ontario on 18 August, 2001, with mediocre equipment in a not-so-good acoustically church.
Lyrics
Lyrics from the book "Mariel of Redwall," copyright by Brian Jacques.
Old stories told by travelers,
Great songs that bards have sung
Of Mossflower summers faded, gone
When Redwall's stones were young.
Great Hall fires on winter nights,
The legends who remember
Battles banquets, comrades, quests,
Recalled 'neath glowing embers.
Draw close now, little woodlander,
Take this to sleep with you:
My tale of dusty far off days
When warrior hearts were true.
Now store it in your memory
And be the sage who says
To young ones in the years to come,
"Ah yes, those were the days."
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