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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dryadic
Dryadic
Performer
Zora McDonald
Zora McDonald
Piano
Aly Rainey
Aly Rainey
Background Vocals
George Pearson
George Pearson
Double Bass
Emma Holbrook
Emma Holbrook
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zora McDonald
Zora McDonald
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jake Skinner
Jake Skinner
Producer

Lyrics

Fields of green and yellow
Blossom pink and white
Warm scents on the breeze
But I still lie awake at night
What I would give right now
To hop onto my bike
Whizz down to your garden for a beer
Laugh and a bite
My longing heart is battered
From the tears that tear its tatters
Surely now what matters
Is how I plan to move on
For now Ill tramp this landscape
Food for a lost soul
And pray that in the morning
I'll wake less alone
Doodoodoo, Doodoodoo
Doodoodoo, Doodoodoo, Doodoo
Now I have met some comrades
I have passed the time with banjo
Brass, guitar and voice
Firepit and wine
And I have met some hostile
Less than friendly follk
And every once in a while
You'll visit me I hope
Doodoodoo, Doodoodoo
Doodoodoo, Doodoodoo, Doodoo
Now this is not my home yet
I've not found the place
I find myself still searching
For that warm and tender space
Though there is much I cherish
And folk that I hold dear
I miss my rainbow family
My gorgeous tribe so queer
So for now
I'll tramp the landscape
Food for a lost soul
And pray that in the morning
I'll wake less alone
For now Ill tramp the landscape
Food for a lost soul
And pray that in the morning
I'll wake less alone
I'll wake less alone
I'll wake less alone
Written by: Zora McDonald
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