The Barrow Man Lyrics - Prime Cuts - Tempest

Prologue: 

On a holy winter's eve the Peasant went out. 

Up hill and north to the red grove 

Home of the man in the mounds 

The Peasant stops to listen 

as the Barrow Man speaks in rhyme 

On a still, white winter's eve 

I walked out of the yonder 

As I moved through the dark red grove 

A voice from the mound made me wonder 

Chorus: 

My dearest dear 

I'm chilled to the marrow 

Listen to the Man in the Barrow 

Look to your sons you foolish man 

They share a kinship with honor 

As I rested in my lair 

Then came a sound like the thunder 

Chorus 

Back from the inn that you had rung 

Gave me a powerful reaching 

But for the gift of your Peasant heart 

Up from the mound I'd be speaking 

Chorus 

He looked at me an endless while 

His eyes were pale and timeless 

Then spoke to me with an ancient smile 

A man lives long who lives life well 

And looks to save his fellow 

Like misspent is only lost 

Hear the Man in the Barrow! 

Chorus 

Now I'm blessed with eased a heart 

My wife I eased in her sorrow 

And my sons now walk the path 

Led by the Man in the Barrow 

Chorus (x2)