Fine Horseman کے بول

Sleeping in my bed Strange thoughts a-running through my head. And I dreamed you were Playing with my hair. Fine fine sparrow, fine fine horseman. Rain falls and the wind roars, All the folks are indoors. We came through a ford Riding over the moors. Fine fine sparrow and a fine fine horseman. Your dreams among my dreams Blue seas amongst sunbeams; Shades of yellow, shades of green These are your dreams among my dreams Fine fine sparrow, fine fine horseman. Morning to you, farming man Here's to your heart, your family and land. I'll pay down a ring and a gold band On a field for a ride around For a fine fine sparrow, a fine fine horseman. Morning likewise, maiden and man, My family's dead, my heart is in the ground. I have no land This is no time for a farming man Nor a fine fine sparrow, or a fine fine horseman. Sleeping in my bed