Donovan Leitch

Roots of Oak

Donovan Leitch


Driving across the highlands 
Of Scotland in our land rover 

Shadow of cloud falls 
And with it a chill 
High o'er heather 
Hawk hover the hill 
Just begun is my journey 
And Danu's my name 
I am the juggler of fortune and fame 

Let me not hear facts figures and logic 
Fain would I hear lore legends and magic (x 4)

Feathers of raven 
Slithers of coal 
Armour of silver 
In the mackerel shoal 
Sun in the west 
T'is ruby blood red 
Travelers a-weary 
Do make their bed 

Let me not hear facts figures and logic 
Fain would I hear lore legends and magic (x 4)