Karine Polwart - Sorrowlessfield

I dr^Aeamt last night of a s^Dorrowless field I s^Aaw you come back to me^D I dr^Aeamt last night of a s^Dorrowless field You st^Aood under the birken tree^D Through the r^Aattle and rain To my w^Dindow you came And wh^Aere I lay silently sl^Deeping I dr^Aeamt last night of a s^Dorrowless field But w^Aoke to the sound of w^Aeeping

I dr^Aeamt last night of a s^Dorrowless field And w^Ae lay all day in that m^Deadow I dr^Aeamt last night of a s^Dorrowless field Unb^Aurdened by destiny's sh^Dadow I s^Aurrendered my skin Til e^Dvening blew in Upon e^Avery joy of cre^Dation I dr^Aeamt last night of a s^Dorrowless field But w^Aoke to a lament^Aation

I^D wish the wind would never more blow, no 'Til you come ba^Cck to me in fl^Gesh and blood Then I w^Con't let go, no, I won't let go, no, no, no-oo-^Doo

I dr^Aeamt last night of a so^Drrowless field The o^Anly one left without s^Dorrow I dr^Aeamt last night of a s^Dorrowless field You s^Aaid you would see me tom^Dorrow Then you p^Aarted from me Where the r^Doad splits in three And ^Aall of those roads were for the t^Daking I dr^Aeamt last night of a s^Dorrowless field But w^Aoke to the sound of my own heart b^Areaking