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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lisa Knapp
Lisa Knapp
Vocals
Gerry Diver
Gerry Diver
Fiddle
Pete Flood
Pete Flood
Percussion
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gerry Diver
Gerry Diver
Producer

Lyrics

I must away love, I can no longer tarry
This morning’s tempest I have to cross
I will be guided, without a stumble
Into the arms of my own true love
And when he came to his true love’s dwelling
He knelt down gently upon a stone
Its through a window he whispered lowly
Oh is my true love within at home
Wake up Wake up love, it is thine own true lover
Wake up wake up love and let me in
For I am tired love, and oh so weary
Beside’s I am near drenched to, skin
She rose her arm, from her down soft pillow
She rose her up and she let him in
And they were locked in each other’s arms
Until that long night was past and gone
And when that long night was passed and over
And when the small clouds began to grow
He’s taken her hand and they kissed and parted
Then he saddled and mounted and away did go
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