A Dreadful Strain lyrics

Under (the) moon, spring time still to come
`If I keep questing, I may find some settling!`
Jack-in-the-Green show me your droll face of wood
Look around at the frightened faces

One man speaks, loud and loud he cries
`All those strange fellows must go away to barrows!`
Then they all went for a riot indeed
Torch in hand and angry glances

[Bridge:]
Here is Jenny Greenteeth, twelve miles from the nearest inn
(the) innkeeper speaks of filthy tricks, she`s as old as trees!
- be aware - As old as trees!

[Chorus:]
Nighttime - never they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk - A dreadful strain
Their homes so hidden, through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver, twiggy arms don`t want your gold....!

In the end, the circle`s close at hand
Living more gently, let`s have a glass of brandy
Never they saw their home`s door open at night
Stars witness their silent traces

[Bridge:]
Here is Dana o`Shee, she`s dwelling by to take revenge
Empty a jug of whitest milk over her head!
- she`ll pass away - Over her head!

[Chorus:]
Nighttime - never they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk - A dreadful strain
Their homes so hidden, through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver, fear is sold at half price....!

[Solos: Jarpen, Aydan]

[Chorus x 2]