“The New Road”
Description
"For fifty years I've known a woodland Of patriarchal trees, Their roots grown deep in good land, Boughs swaying in the breeze." The singer recalls how farmers came and made the land their own. But now their fields and homes are being separate by roads.
References
- Thomas-Makin', pp. 261-262, (no title) (1 text)
- BI, ThBa262