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The Men They Couldn't Hang
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Dogs' Eyes, Owl Meat and Man Chop
A furnace bellowed from the range To scorch the winters chill And the Spirit of Cyndyllan Who hailed from Grongar Hill True west he strode, through Cilsane Ford Down by the water mill For a pint then, at the Ship in Laugharne Two thousand years to kill He's got two thousand years to kill
Dogs-Eyes, Owl Meat and Man-Chop Half an ounce of shag, and a pint of Buckleys Top Bible black, Captain Cat, where time and tide stand still Like the Ghosts of Aberglasney, the mists of Grongar Hill The mists of Grongar Hill
From Carreg-Cennen Castle to Paxton Tower Hill In fields all by the Roman roads The scene of bad blood spilled Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com From Twm o'r Gof to Golden Grove And through the Towy Vale Flows the lifeblood of the county A shade of Nut-brown ale, a shade of Nut-brown ale
Dogs-Eyes, Owl Meat and Man-Chop Dress them for the window, then splice them on the block Bible black, Captain Cat, enjoy and drink your fill To the Ghosts of Aberglasney, the mists of Grongar Hill The mists of Grongar Hill
Merlins seat lies empty, it's written in the gaol If the old oak tree is severed, this town be doomed to fail Latter day invaders come, build homes devoid of charm 'There's bugger all' cried Dylan 'I'll linger down in Laugharne I'll linger down in Laugharne'
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