[ti:The King]
[ar:Loreena McKennitt]
[al:To Drive The Cold Winter Away]
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[00:05.59]Traditional English, arranged by Loreena McKennitt
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[00:09.59]Good health, love and peace be all here in this place
[00:16.44]By your leave we will sing, concerning our King.
[00:24.71]Our King is well-dressed in silks of the best
[00:31.87]In ribbons so rare no king can compare.
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[00:48.34]We have travelled many miles over hedges and stiles,
[00:55.72]In search of our King unto you we bring.
[01:04.50]We have powder and shot to conquer the lot,
[01:11.49]We have cannon and ball to conquer them all.
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[01:28.43]Old Christmas is past, twelve tide is the last
[01:35.51]And we bid you adieu, great joy to the new.
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[01:51.77]And we bid you adieu, great joy to the new.
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[02:05.31]END