When a cold winter's shadow I cast on the ground
And frost from the foothills comes creeping all around,
I now and then take a look toward the town
In a kind of a hope you'd be coming on down...
From a song sung by the Irish Rovers-1968.
Funnily enough I grew up in lovely Edmonton listening to the Irish Rovers...man that takes me back!
Yup, that was a couple of years or so ago. I first heard the Irish Rovers on CBC on shortwave in South Carolina, singing "The Unicorn" the spring of 1968.
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