Patty Larkin - Down Through the Wood lyrics

Down through the wood I go tramping in With my crust of bread And my tea again With all this time All this time All this time All this time And I hear the road Tires fade to black And my footsteps know I'm not coming back There's a red rose sky Hanging purple clouds Moving fast and high Over orange sundown Like a ringing bell Or a siren's call I know it well Always knew it all Down through the wood I go tramping in 'Till my skin feels good On my bones again