Story Behind the Song
A lovely madrigal, but tricky to sing about dainty
little dalliances on the hillside while sweating
it out in the studio during one massively frantic
weekend.
Lyrics
You that want, to my pipes sound.
Daintily to tread your ground,
Shepherds leave your pastures, sweet,
Lirum, Lirum, Lirum.
and so it goes...
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